Date: Thu, 16 Jul 2020 16:39:49 +0000
From: Aaron Ramsey <aaron.k.ramsey@protonmail.com>
Subject: James Comes of Age - Chapter 9

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JAMES COMES OF AGE

CHAPTER 9 - Sergeant Parker to the Rescue

As was normal, in the first week of the summer holidays, James was heading
off to summer camp with his Air Cadet group. He was looking forward to the
camp as he had just been promoted to sergeant so, in the normal course of
events, should be in charge of one of the cadet sections. This year the
camp was at the nearest air base to the school, so the minibus trip was not
very long. As with the previous camp, there were only two other boys the
same age as James from his school, along with a few younger boys, but they
would meet up with another couple of groups at the camp.

James' group were the first to arrive, so they unloaded their stuff from
the minibus and went to find their room allocations. James was surprised to
see that only the sergeants had rooms of their own this year, with both
corporals and ordinary cadets having to share. The rooms were sensibly
organised with each of the four sections down one side of a corridor. His
friend Julian Grady had the section on the opposite side of the corridor
and Mark Fielding one of the sections in the other wing of the building. It
would be a couple of hours before they had to do anything, and James could
see that one of the other groups was coming from quite a distance. As the
sergeant, James has been given a list of names and room allocations for his
section. One of the members was one of the boys from his school, with a
corporal and three cadets from one group and four cadets from another.

By mid-afternoon, all the groups had arrived, and their first task was a
scavenger hunt style familiarisation of the base they were staying
on. Before setting off, James gathered the section together.

"Hi everyone," he began, "I'm Sergeant Parker, but call me James. Do you
all just want to let me and each other know who you are. I'll try and
remember, but please forgive if I don't."

The rest of the section introduced themselves and they set off round the
base. The rest of that day and the start of the next day went well. James'
section did well in the scavenger hunt and seemed to be getting on well. It
was a surprise, therefore, when late in the evening of the second day,
there was a disturbance down the corridor. James had not yet got ready for
bed, so he went to find out what was going on. He saw Kieran, one of the
younger members of his section who he seemed to remember was 14, red-faced
and banging on the door of a room wanting to be let in.

"Hey Kieran, what's going on?" asked James.

"It's Joe," Kieran said between deep breaths, "he said he didn't want to
share with me, and he kept me out when I went to the toilet."

"Right, we'll go down to my room, sit down and see if we can work things
out. You go now and I'll have a word with Joe."

Kieran walked off down the corridor to James' room whilst James stayed and
banged loudly on the door of Kieran and Joe's room.

"Open up Joe," he shouted, "It's Sergeant Parker. I want to know what's
been going on."

Ten minutes later, James returned to his room to find Kieran sat on the
bed, flicking through the book that James had brought with him.

"Good choice of book," said Kieran, with a wan smile as James sat down next
to him, the room having no other seating.

"I've spoken to Joe," began James, "We'll have to sort something temporary
out for tonight, then see what we can do tomorrow. The temporary solution
for tonight is that you can sleep in here."

"Where though," Kieran asked, "there's only one bed."

"Little trick young Kieran - I bring a sleeping bag to sleep in on the
floor as it saves having to make the bed each day for room inspection - you
make it once really well then sleep on the floor which is only slightly
less comfortable than the bed. Anyway, after speaking to Joe, I just wanted
to hear your side of the story."

"Joe is in the year above me at school. I don't have a great time sometimes
because people think I'm a bit odd. Joe is a bit of an idiot and he got it
into his head that I'm...well...he thinks that I'm gay and doesn't want to
share a room with me because of this." At this, James put his arm round the
younger boy and gave him a quick hug.

"Don't worry about it. People can be idiots. You'll be fine in here tonight
and you can get back in your room at 7.15 tomorrow. I've told Joe he needs
to be out at that time. If you get the stuff you need, bring it back here,
you can get ready for the day here."

"Thanks, Sergeant Parker," Kieran replied.

"Don't worry about it - and call me James. Right, I need to go take a slash
before bed - make yourself comfortable in here."

James went down the hall and round the corner to the bathroom, concluded
his business there and returned to his room. Kieran was now lying in the
bed, again flicking through James' book.

"Let me just do my teeth and I'll put the light out," James said when he
had closed the door. Pulling off his T-shirt to avoid getting toothpaste on
it, and throwing it on the floor, he stood at the small sink with his back
to the bed and brushed his teeth. Finishing that, he turned back round,
bent over and removed his socks then dropped his jeans. Pulling a key out
of the pocket, he walked to the small cupboard at the end of the bed,
unlocked it and extracted his sleeping bag and some clothes to wrap up to
serve as a pillow.

"Night, Kieran," he said, turning the light off at the switch by the door.

"Night, James," came the reply.

James turned over and tried to get to sleep. It was not long before he
heard Kieran moving about in the bed, then the distinctive
thud...thud...sound of masturbation in the tightly made bed. It was not
long before Kieran exhaled deeply, indicating that he had reached his
climax, and soon his breathing changed to the regular rhythm of sleep.

In the morning, James' watch alarm woke him early and he headed off to
shower. He needed to be up early to ensure that Kieran could get back to
his room to get his things and have time to wash before they had to head to
breakfast. On his return to the room, he found Kieran awake and rubbing
sleep out of his eyes.

"Morning Kieran," he said, "are you ready? Once you are, I will go and make
sure Joe has gone to shower so you can get into the room to grab the things
you need for today. Looks like there will be time for each of you to change
each time you need to today."

"OK James," Kieran replied sleepily, "I'll get up now."

"Give me a couple of minutes to chase Joe out and I'll come back and fetch
you."

James headed back out of the room, leaving Kieran to extract himself from
the bed. He walked down the corridor and knocked on the door of the room
Joe was staying in.

"Time to get out so Kieran can get his stuff," he called as Joe grunted
from inside. Joe soon appeared with his wash kit and clothes and started
down the corridor towards the showers.

"Hope you were safe with that fairy in your room," Joe said, " I heard him
the first night, saying how nice you were, then tossing himself off when he
thought I was asleep. He was all like 'Oh let me touch your cock Sergeant
Parker' while he was tossing off."

"Let's clear something up," replied James, angrily, "Firstly, I can look
after myself; secondly, if he is gay it's no issue of yours and finally, if
I hear you making slurs about him again, I will be going directly to your
officer. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sergeant."

"Good. Now go get washed and ready."

By this point Joe and James had walked most of the way back down the
corridor and James turned aside to return to his room whilst Joe carried on
through the door at the end of the corridor and turned off to head to the
showers. Kieran sprang up from where he had been sitting on the bed as
James came back into the room.

"Am I OK to go now?" the blonde boy asked.

"Yes," replied James, "Joe has just gone to the showers - you'd better go
and grab your things now. Come back in here when you've got them, and I'll
keep an eye out for Joe so you can go to shower in peace."

Kieran nodded and went to retrieve the clothes he needed for the start of
the day. Whilst Kieran was out of the room, James changed out of the
clothes he had grabbed to go to the shower and wake Joe and into his
uniform. He was just pulled on a fresh pair of boxer shorts when the door
opened, and Kieran re-entered the room. James turned to apologise for not
being ready, but saw a bulge forming in the younger boy's nightwear.

"Just let me pull on my trousers and I'll keep an eye out for Joe," he
said, "would you mind watching quickly."

"Um, no," Kieran replied, dropping the things he had brought and turning
quickly back to the door.

"All done," said James from behind him a couple of moments later, now
dressed in full uniform. Kieran scooted back into the room as James pulled
the door to and waited. A few minutes later, Joe was seen heading back from
the showers and James let Kieran know it was safe to go and shower. As
Kieran left the room, James noticed that the bed had already been made. He
reached down under the top sheet and found a tell-tale crusted patch where
Kieran had used the bedding to wipe up his spunk. There was not time to
think about that, and about what Joe had said now, he needed to make sure
the rest of his section were ready for breakfast and the first activities
of the day.

It was at the parade at the end of the day that the next trouble
came. James had just brought his section to a halt from the march to the
parade ground when Joe, who had clearly not been listening to the command
to halt, marched into the back of Kieran who was in the rank in front.

"You stupid fairy," he shouted, "you did that so I'd touch your arse you
dirty fucker."

Unfortunately for him, Joe had not seen the officer whom he thought had not
returned with them.

"Williamson! Fall out and speak to me. NOW!"

Joe paled and did as he was commanded whilst Kieran looked rather pale. The
parade continued as expected other than the disruption at the start and the
cadets were dismissed at the end to return to their accommodation. James,
however, was asked to remain behind. It turned out that the officer had had
his eye on Joe for a while and just wanted James' take on the events. James
was dismissed and told that he would find out what was happening with Joe
later in the evening. Returning to his room, he found that Kieran was
waiting for him, wanting to know what had happened.

"I don't know what is going to happen for now," James said, "you'd better
go back to your room for now. I think one of the officers will bring Joe
back."

"OK then." Kieran left James' room to head back to his own. It was about
half an hour later when the officer that had spoken to Joe earlier knocked
on James' door. The situation was explained to James, who then went to
Kieran's room where the younger boy was laid on the bed reading a book.

"Joe is going to be sent back home, but he can't be collected until
tomorrow. Are you OK with the same arrangement as last night?"

"Yeah sure." James was sure that Kieran's face brightened at the news.

"You'd better grab your things for overnight and for first thing tomorrow
as I'm not sure when Joe is being collected. Do that now, then Joe will be
restricted to the room. I'd also make sure any of your stuff is locked in
your locker just in case."

It didn't take Kieran long to collect the things he needed and walk with
James back to his room. Once Kieran was safely inside, James let the
officer know that Joe could go back to his room. By this point, all the
other sergeants had been informed of the position to make sure they would
keep an eye on Joe. That evening was quiet, and the cadets were left to
wander the base. James noticed that Kieran seemed to stick with him
wherever he went. The cadets made their way back to the accommodation block
later on and sorted themselves out to sleep. As the previous night, Kieran
was ready first and had got into bed by the time James had returned from
the toilet.

Thinking about what Joe had told him in the morning, James removed his
T-shirt and socks and stood to brush his teeth with his jeans loose and
unbuttoned and his underwear just visible above the waistband. To brush his
teeth he had to stand with his back to the bed but he had a good view,
which Kieran clearly hadn't realised as James noticed him obviously
concentrating on James' arse rather than his own book, with his left hand
rather blatantly playing with himself. Ignoring this, James finished
brushing, dropped his jeans and went to turn the light off.

As the previous night, James got into his sleeping bag on the floor and
soon heard Kieran starting to enjoy himself. This time, the thought that
the boy could be wanking thinking of him got James hard and he couldn't
resist starting to jerk himself off. For a while the two boys lay, one on
the bed, one on the floor, both jerking themselves. There was no sound
other than the thud...thud... of Kieran wanking on the bed and the
swish...swish... of James in his sleeping bag. Kieran was the first to
orgasm, and James noticed that rather than the restraint of last night,
Kieran breathed "Fuck, yeah" when he came. James soon followed suit, but it
was his turn to be subtle, forcing himself to be quiet when he came. It
didn't take either boy long to fall asleep after that.

Nothing much was said by either Kieran or James in the morning about what
had happened the previous evening, though each perhaps thought the other
was looking at them more than previously. The day was again very busy with
camp activities with very little time to stop and think, so James didn't
have a chance to speak to Kieran. As the base had a swimming pool and one
of the officers was a PE teacher as a day job, the evening activity for
Tuesday was swimming and other water-based activities in the pool. The pool
changing rooms were communal, rather than having individual cubicles as a
public swimming pool would have. James found Kieran changing next to him
and was surprised, once they had changed, that he was wearing Speedos
rather than the more comfortable swim shorts that almost all the other
cadets were wearing. As was usual for him, James' eye roved round the
changing rooms to see what he could see of the other boys getting changed
but, despite the open nature of the room, he didn't get to see much and
most got changed quickly.

The activities in the pool went on for an hour before the cadets were back
in the changing rooms. Again, James was looking round to see if he could
see anything interesting. The only thing of interest was that Kieran seemed
to keep glancing at him. James decided to test Kieran and 'accidentally'
dropped his towel as he reached up to get his trousers down from the peg
where they were hanging. As expected, Kieran's eyes were locked on his
naked body. Letting Kieran get a few more seconds to look, James bent to
pick up his towel and to pull on his boxers and trousers. From what he had
seen from Kieran's Speedos, the younger boy had a decent cock and balls.

Returning to the accommodation, the cadets had some downtime before they
turned in for bed. James took the time to spend some time with Julian and
Mark, the other sergeants from his group. On returning he decided to get
ready for bed, but at the top of the stairs he saw Kieran leaving the
corridor that lead to the showers and toilets.

"Hey Kieran," he called, "can I have a quick word. I know you are ready for
bed, but it'll just be quick."

Both boys want into James' room where James indicated Kieran should take a
seat. At the invitation Kieran sat at the head of the bed with James
sitting on his left nearer the foot.

"I'm just checking everything is OK now Joe has gone."

"Yeah, it's OK. It's just..." Kieran fell into silence and James looked
down at him.

"Is something wrong?"

James saw tears start to roll silently from Kieran's eyes and put his arm
round the blonde boy to comfort him.

"You won't want to do that," said Kieran through heaving breaths, "Joe was
right. I'm different because I'm gay and I..." He trailed off again.

"And you find me attractive?" replied James, with a slight smile, "I caught
you looking earlier. Don't worry about it." To reinforce his point, he
pulled Kieran tighter for a moment, then releasing the hug. Kieran nodded
against James' shoulder. With his spare hand, James undid the button on his
trousers and, shifting position slightly, pulled them down a bit. "Go for
it," he said to Kieran.

Without any hesitation, Kieran reached down and inside James' boxers with
his left hand. James' cock, which had been flaccid up to this point,
responded quickly to the touch of Kieran's hand. For his part, Kieran
glanced down to see the tent in Kieran's nightwear. He dropped his arm from
round Kieran's shoulder and exposed the boy's 5-inch cock and the
surrounding patch of light brown pubes. James started to wank Kieran's
cock, getting a moan of appreciation as he did so. Both boys were now
jerking each other off.

"Wait a second" breathed James, "move your top so you don't get jizz on
it."

The boys stopped and reluctantly removed their hands from each other's
cocks. James pulled the front of his T-shirt up and hooked the waistband
behind his head along with pulling his trousers and boxers further down
whilst Kieran totally removed his pyjama top. Better prepared, James and
Kieran started back on each other's hard cocks. It was a good thing that
they had moved their upper clothes as it wasn't long before Kieran was
pumping his spunk over his smooth torso. The sight of this coupled with
Kieran's hand brought James to climax and he felt the splashes of cum hit
his stomach. The lads collapsed back against the wall as they recovered
from their orgasms.

"Thanks James," said Kieran, breaking the silence, "I didn't expect you to
jerk me as well - it felt wonderful."

"Why not? You're a hot guy."

"I hadn't thought you went that way. Can I...can I stay in here tonight?"

"Sure. Same sleeping arrangements as the last couple of nights though.  We
should get a good night's sleep as we've got the night exercise tomorrow
night."

"Thanks James." Kieran broke into a smile.

James got up from the bed, shed his clothes and got his sleeping bag and
spare clothes for a pillow out of the locker. Still naked he went and
turned the light off. Kieran and James both slept well that night and it
was only the fact that James' alarm went off in the morning that woke them
up.

"Better get up," said James, shaking Kieran by his naked shoulder.

"OK," came the response. Kieran got out from under the sheets and James had
to use all his willpower not to push the boy back on the bed and start
jerking at his morning wood, the sight of which was turning James on as it
was clear that Kieran had, like James been sleeping nude.

"Better get your clothes on, and don't forget you need to head back to your
room to get your wash stuff."

Kieran reluctantly retrieved his clothes from where he had stashed them
under the pillow. He bent over slowly to pull on the trousers, followed up
by pulling on the T-shirt. "Thanks again, James," he said as he went back
to his own room.

Not having time to jerk off, James unwillingly went to shower and get ready
for the day. During the day, James found his eyes being drawn back to
Kieran wherever the younger boy happened to be. That wasn't to say that
there weren't other attractive boys around, he just knew that Kieran wanted
him and would be willing to have some fun. Anything that James wanted to do
that night couldn't happen as the mid-camp night exercise was on which
meant that everyone got back to the accommodation at about 1.30 in the
morning totally exhausted and went straight to bed. Kieran even went
willingly to his own room that night.

Thursday was another big day as it was flying day when the cadets got the
opportunity to take a one-hour flight with an instructor in one of the
propeller-driven training aircraft. James and his section were due to have
their flights in the afternoon. Whilst it was a good day, getting everyone
through the flight with two sections being flown at a time, a lot of the
time was spent sitting around waiting for your turn. After the flights, all
the cadets were excitable, and were rowdy and boisterous in the mess for
their evening meal. The boisterousness continued into the evening activity
which was bowling in a little 4-lane alley attached to the bar. James saw
that Kieran was not bowling well and was getting somewhat dejected.

Taking the younger boy to one side, he whispered into his ear, "You can
sleep in my room again tonight if you want." At that information, Kieran
brightened, and the win their section got against the other three sections
also helped to raise his mood. The cadets made their way back to the
accommodation in their own time, having had the chance to get something to
drink from the bar.

On returning to the accommodation, James quickly went to the toilet and
brushed his teeth as he was not sure when Kieran would arrive. He had just
rinsed off his toothbrush when the door opened to admit Kieran who bounced
in cheerily and made straight for the bed.

"Can we...you know...like the other night?" he asked.

"We can do, or we can do a bit more if you want," James replied, making
sure the door was locked.

"What do you mean? Like do proper sex?"

"Not that far - just something that will make you feel good. It'll help you
know if you want to go further with someone."

"OK, I guess that would be good. You'll stop if I say." Kieran asked,
worriedly.

"Of course," James smiled back at the younger boy, "Now, if you want to get
on the bed like you were yesterday. You'll want to take your clothes off."

Kieran eagerly stripped and watched with enjoyment as James did the same.

"Right," James said, "this may be a bit cold. Spread your legs a bit for
me."

Complying, Kieran opened his legs and James knelt in front of him. He had
seen in the toilets near the bowling alley a machine that dispensed
supplies, including lubricant, so had put some money in to be rewarded with
two packets of lube. One of these he now opened and put some onto his right
index and middle fingers and started to spread it round Kieran's arse. The
blonde gave a gasp at the chill touch of James lubed fingers.

"Brr, cold," Kieran breathed to James.

"It'll warm up," came the reply, "now, just relax."

Slowly, James worked his fingers to apply the lube to Kieran's smooth
hole. The gradual massaging of James' fingers worked to relax Kieran's
sphincter, the muscle steadily loosening as the fingers worked their
magic. To help the boy relax, James used his other hand to stroke Kieran's
rock-hard cock, an action which elicited another sound of pleasure from the
teen. The increased relaxation allowed James to slip one well lubricated
finger into Kieran's arse, leading the boy to bite his lip at the
unaccustomed sensation. Removing his hand from Kieran's cock, James changed
position and knelt forward to place his mouth where his hand had been. His
tongue flicked over the head of the younger boy's cock bringing the sweet
taste of pre-cum to his taste buds. His left hand ranged up Kieran's body
to stroke the slim stomach and hairless chest. All this increased Kieran's
relaxation and allowed James to put another finger into his arse.

Now that both fingers were inserted James was able to start finger-fucking,
working his fingers to find Kieran's prostate. It was clear when he had
found it as the cock he was sucking on jumped in his mouth. Continuing to
work his fingers, mouth and hand, James glanced up to see Kieran's flushed
face and dishevelled hair and his mouth gasping for air as the pleasure was
overcoming him.

"I'm...about...to...ah, ah, AAAH!"

Kieran's cock pulsed as it filled James' mouth with seed, which James
swilled around then swallowed eagerly. He kept playing with Kieran's hole,
but the younger boy tried to push his hand away.

"Too much, too much," he panted.

At this, James pulled his fingers out of Kieran's arse and moved to wipe
them on a tissue. He settled his hand on the still heaving stomach of the
boy next to him. As he did so, Kieran's hand moved to his cock and started
to slowly wank him. Kieran's wanking speed increased as his breathing
returned to a normal rate after his orgasm then, to James' surprise, the
blonde boy bent over and engulfed his cock in his mouth. James was close by
this point and the shock of Kieran starting to suck him sent him over the
edge. He didn't have a chance to warn the younger boy before he unloaded
his balls into the waiting mouth. Kieran sat back up.

"Sorry," James began, "I didn't get to warn you. You can spit it..." He
didn't get to finish the sentence as he saw Kieran's throat bulge as he
swallowed the deposited load. The smile Kieran gave told James that there
had been no need for any apology. Their exertions had worn them out, and
both boys, having returned to their accustomed sleeping positions, soon
fell asleep.

Friday was the last proper day of the camp and everyone would be heading
home soon after breakfast and a final clean of the accommodation block on
Saturday morning. The day was as busy as the other days had been. Before
the evening activity the cadets had some time to pack their things before
their departure the next day. They were back in the place that, if it had
been a civilian establishment, would have been called the pub, in a back
room for a quiz and the results of the inter-section
competition. Unfortunately for James, his section did not win, he therefore
decided to head back as soon as he could to finish packing. Being the last
night and not having a room inspection the next morning, James had already
decided to sleep in the bed for a modicum of extra comfort on the last
night. Having finished packing, stripped, locked his door and laid down, he
was surprised by a knocking.

"Give me a minute," he shouted at the visitor.

"It's only me," came Kieran's voice.

Jumping out of bed, he grabbed the underwear he had set out for the morning
and pulled them on. He opened the door and let Kieran in.

"I kind of assumed I could be in here again tonight as it is the last
night."

"I guess," replied James, "It'll be difficult though as I've packed the
sleeping bag and it is difficult to get back out. You'd have to share with
me."

"I don't mind that."

Smiling, James made to get back into bed.

"Why are you still wearing your pants?" asked Kieran, who was already
stripping out of his nightwear. Not needing to be asked twice, James
removed the boxers he had so recently put on and got into the bed, moving
as far over to the wall as he could to leave room for Kieran. Once the
younger boy had got in, James reached over and started to play with his
cock.

"I enjoyed last night," Kieran said, as James played with his balls, "Could
you do what you did last night but use your nob instead."

"You sure you want me to...."

"Very".

Glad that he still had a sachet of lube, James got out of bed to get the
necessary from his bag.

"The position will be a little different today - we'll need to get out and
on top of the sheets." James waited for Kieran to comply. "Now if you get
the pillow and put it under your bum." Kieran moved the pillow and wriggled
to get it under his midriff. His erect penis told James of the younger
boy's eager anticipation of what was to come. James began the same way as
the previous evening, working with his fingers on Kieran's
arsehole. Despite the finger-fucking of the previous day, the sphincter had
tightened again, so it took James a few minutes to loosen it enough for
even one finger to be inserted. A couple more minutes and James got his
second finger in and thought that Kieran was loose enough for him to enter
properly.

Kneeling on the bed, James poured the rest of the lube onto his cock and
slicked it up ready to enter Kieran. The boy's slim legs were very light,
and James easily lifted them to his shoulders and maneuverered himself to
place his cock at the waiting hole. Gradually he moved forwards, feeling
the resistance of Kieran's arse as he pushed in. He inched his cock deeper
and deeper until he felt his pubes rubbing against the other boy.

"All in." He smiled down at Kieran. "You OK?" A nod in response. "I'll
start slowly and build up."

He withdrew his cock almost all the way until he could feel the head
putting pressure on the sphincter, then pushed back in slowly. One of his
hands was wrapped round Kieran's legs, holding them up on his shoulders,
the other reached forward to wank the boy's straining cock. Out and in,
slowly, out and in again. The speed was building up gradually and, as it
did, Kieran's breath came faster and deeper. James was loving it - looking
down the only hair on Kieran was round his hard cock and some in his
pits. The smoothness of the boy was turning him on and sped up. He could
feel the orgasm building inside him. His thrusts were getting shorter -
starting deep and pulling out slightly. The short, fast thrusts brought
James to orgasm and he filled the tight, no longer virgin arse below him
with his spunk. The pulsing of James' cock inside him brought Kieran to
climax as well and he shot six streams of cum over his stomach and
chest. Unable to resist after the taste he had got yesterday, James pulled
out, then lapped the cum off the smooth, hairless body, savouring the sweet
taste.

Both boys having worked up a sweat, they soon began to chill so cuddled
together on the narrow bed under the sheet and blanket. Kieran fell asleep
in James' arms.

James woke in the morning, his cock hard as he found it had been rubbing
against Kieran's arse. He inhaled the smell of the younger boy who stirred
next to him.

"Time to get up, I'm afraid sleepyhead," he said.

Pouting, Kieran got up, but was stopped by James running his hands over his
body.

"I just wanted a good memory of the end of the camp."

Kieran pulled on his clothes, and again James ran his hands over the now
clothed boy. The thin material of his nightwear outlined the still hard
cock.

"Better get your stuff sorted. If you don't go soon, I won't want to let
you go."

The boys parted sadly for their final preparations to leave. After that, it
was just time for breakfast and cleaning the accommodation before all the
cadets were assembled by their relevant buses for transport home. The last
James saw of Kieran was his smile, tinged with sadness, as the bus pulled
away to drive home.