Date: Fri, 11 Apr 2014 13:30:59 +0100 From: Vintage Speedoboy Subject: The boy with female breasts. The boy with female breasts. A story of youthful experiences by Vintagespeedoboy. This article is entirely a work of fiction & continues from 'White speedos' 1980 I was born 13 years ago to a single mum & we live in a rented council flat in Windsor, I shall never know who my father was as his name isn't on my birth certificate, mum is only 27 which means that she was a schoolgirl when she gave birth to me, we really do love each other & I have always been well behaved & never been in trouble with the cops or at school, money's always very tight as she's mostly on the dole although during the summer months she works at the local outdoor swimming pool as a cashier. She taught me to swim when I was 5 & she's coached me ever since with me becoming the top swimmer in my primary school before I left, I also played football & athletics & every time she's always been there for me, somehow she manages to find my sports kit & school uniform from somewhere which are probably hand me downs, I ride an old beaten up bicycle which has been built up from an old wreck with parts scavenged from the local dump, a lot of kids have bikes like mine which we call track bikes I ride this to school & on my evening paper round. My name's Jim, I have long flowing dark blond hair which is now half way down my back, the most striking blue eyes, a slim athletic build with long legs, I stand 5ft 8 inches & being an early bloomer I have a thick 7 inch cock when it's hard nesting in a large pubic bush which now shoots a huge load of spunk & something else which a boy shouldn't have, I have also grown a pair of boobs & need to wear a size 32C size bra which is easily seen through my almost sheer white school shirt, whatever hormones went through my body as I reached puberty has blessed me with a huge cock, cursed me with boobs & gave me an insatiable sex drive. My breasts became pointed with enlarged nipples & areolas at 11, I developed a pubic bush & started shooting watery spunk, throughout my first year at secondary, my boobs grew even more & this last year at school I started wearing a bra when most of the boys also hit puberty & gained sex drives, at first they made my life hell until a few of them had sex with me, now they guard me like bodyguards. My best friend is a boy called Patrick, we've been the best of friends since our first day at school & we've never let anything come between us even though Pat's gay & I have boobs our friendship remains unshaken to this day, it was with each other that our first forays into sex began during sleepovers with wanking before progressing onto sucking each other finally fucking each other's arses & more recently him sucking on my tits, every time he did this I got awesome sensations in my balls & my cock & now there's something else, he's sucked on my breasts so many times now I am lactating & produce the most delicious milk anyone's ever drank, it's so sweet & Moorish those who I have sex with can never get enough of it, even mum regularly milks me with a breast pump so we can have the nicest of cups of tea, the down side is that my breasts sometimes leak through my bra forming wet spots on my shirt even in class, I now have to wear a larger blazer to accommodate my breasts & whenever I have my blazer off in class on a hot day, everyone can see my bra through my shirt which frequently has milk stains. I love to wear speedo swimming trunks as underwear under my school trousers having raided the lost property basket at the pool gaining several pairs in different colours; these are all made of a very thin nylon material with a single skin plus an extra layer at the front, they feel so sexy against my skin & whenever I pop a boner, I get so hard that the head of my cock pushes out through the foreskin with the very sensitive head straining against the nylon, this gives my cock awesome sensations with it twitching & throbbing together with pre-cum flowing copiously into my speedos making a wet patch which goes right through to my school trousers, sometimes those sensations are so awesome my cock's on a hair trigger with any movement triggering a huge blast of spunk into my speedos. There's an old disused pavilion at a nearby park which Pat & I go to during our lunch break, we have to bring our bikes inside with us into what used to be the changing room, that place always looks like a bomb's hit it & there's been old gippos sleeping there at night, every time we go there we have to make sure there isn't one inside, our most recent foray there was our best so far, we ripped all our clothes off & were totally naked, I lubed up both my cock & Pat's hole before slowly pushing in my rampant cock & letting it settle, holding him by the hips I pounded into him like a possessed rapist blasting a huge load of my warm spunk into him before swapping over & he doing the same to me, when he'd finished he suckled my breasts for a good drink of my milk, afterwards we left there with the remnants of our spunk still leaking from our cocks into our underwear forming wet stains on our school trousers. One day I bought a pair of sheer white linen summer trousers from a secondhand shop & also managed to scrounge a pair of white speedo swimming trunks from the lost property basket later completing this with a sheer white shirt & a tie, knowing that the public toilets opposite the swimming pool is a gay haunt, I went there wearing that attire & tried my luck. The swimming trunks were an item from a reject batch being of a single skin construction which went totally transparent when wet, the summer trousers showed the colour & shape of my legs through the material & the white speedos underneath could be easily seen from across the car park in conditions of bright light together with another light blue pair which I also have & sometimes wear, my upper torso with the colour of my skin is perfectly visible through the shirt totally exposing the bra underneath, If I don't wear the bra under the shirt then my breasts with their large areolas & bullet nipples are also visible. I stood there pointing my cock at the urinal which soon got hard leaking copious amounts of pre-cum into the drain when a lad of about 18 walked in & stood next to me, while he pissed he kept sneaking glances at my rampant cock & must have noticed the bra under the shirt, when he finished shaking his cock he moved closer & asked. "Are you real? You have a really nice cock & you also have boobs." This lad's huge thick cock became hard at the sight of me, both his breathing & his voice changed, looking at his cock he must have at least 8 inches on him, he took hold of my cock giving it a few strokes before feeling my breasts & unbuttoning my shirt to continue feeling my breasts under the shirt the front of which was now starting to moisten with milk slowly oozing through both the bra & shirt, taking a finger, he put a bead of milk on it & licked it clean eliciting a Hmmm. We entered a cubicle & he sucked off my cock which shot a huge load into his mouth which gagged him with my spunk all over his mouth before he swallowed it all saying. "You taste really nice," before taking off my shirt, unclipping my bra & suckling the sweet milk from my breasts like a hungry child mewling as he suckled. Finally he lubed up his cock & my hole, with his first finger he found my prostrate & massaged it which felt so awesome like I was on the point of shooting more spunk, then a second & a third before the pre-cum soaked head of his huge cock touched my hole, he slowly eased it inside me until I felt his huge balls on my bottom & just left it there, his cock was so rampant it throbbed & twitched very strongly I could feel its pulsations in my hole as a single jet of my spunk fired out from my cock. Holding my hips he pounded slowly into me with long strokes which felt awesome as his cock kept nudging my prostate & a watery white liquid kept constantly flowing out of my cock before blasting a series of huge jets of spunk all by itself with my hole now pulsing onto his cock triggering him to shoot a huge volume of spunk inside me with several powerful contractions as his warm spunk filled me up inside, he left it in there to deflate before pulling it out & then we kissed, fondled & made love to each other before he thanked me for such a wonderful time & left. During the summer holidays the sight of youngsters in their swimsuits is very common around here with the close proximity of the River Thames with its backwater to the pool, as I walked out from the toilet there was a group of boys all in swimming trunks sat near to the door & one of them was my friend Patrick wearing only his red speedos, he has long flowing blond hair which reaches right down to his waist & sports a decent package inside his speedos, he has a 6 inch cock on him & we've both fucked each other so many times during this last year we're now a pair of fuck buddies. He got up with his bag saying, "If you fancy a drink, come with me," we walked to a clubhouse which is on an island beside the railway, taking a key out from his bag, he opened the door & bolted it from the inside, we were now sat at the clubhouse bar & fortunately the curtains were drawn shut, he opened a bottle of German lager pouring it into 2 plastic cups & we sat there on the bar stools drinking it, the beer is a strong one & within minutes we both felt the warmth as the alcohol coursed through our veins after which he pulled 2 cigarettes from a pack, lit them both & passed me one. We smoked the cigarettes before Patrick fondled my breasts, unbuttoned my shirt & unclipped my bra, he massages my nipples just the way I like it sending awesome pleasurable feelings to both my cock & balls, the tingling sensation in my balls is so awesome he could make me shoot my spunk just by massaging my nipples alone, my cock is leaking pre-cum into my white speedos & soon there's a huge wet patch on the front of my trousers, as he continues his ministrations the head of my cock is now perfectly visible with pre-cum now running down the front of my trousers in a rivulet of almost white fluid, he suckled on my breasts drinking my milk whilst massaging my cock with his hand through the wetness of my trousers, all the time I'm on the verge of cumming in my speedos. He stopped there & asked me to kick off my shoes before undoing my belt & taking off my trousers & speedos already wet from my cum & the cum running out from my hole, I bent over a chair & he pushed his cock inside my hole which went straight in, held my hips & pounded into me like a possessed rapist, within minutes I blasted another load of cum over the chair & Pat's cock blasted his cum into my hole, we rested & had another cigarette each & just before we left the clubhouse Pat said, "Put your clothes in my bag & just wear these," as he handed me a black pair of speedos saying. "You can have these, there's more where they come from." We walked the length of the car park in just our speedos & sat down near the toilets with a group of lads around my age just chatting to each other during which time we watched some men come & go, after a while an old & well kept blue Jaguar MK 2 pulled up nearby & the driver got out & went inside, after a few minutes he came back out & when his gaze found me he held his gaze in disbelief trying to discern if I was a topless girl in bikini bottoms until his gaze saw the bulge in my speedos. He walked up to me asking. "Are you from around here? I'm looking for a photographic model & you may be just what I'm looking for," his gaze then fell on Patrick & he asked. "Is he your friend?" We looked at each other as here was a chance to earn some money on the quiet, this man wore a blazer & tie like a schoolboy with an RAF badge, he wore a pair of light colored cricket trousers which were almost sheer with his legs perfectly visible through the material, the buttons were undone on his blazer & the colour & shape of his underwear could be seen, he had a huge bulge in his trousers & his cock was becoming hard with its shape almost reaching his belt & a wet patch forming at the end of the bulge, he looked to be in his 40's with dark receding short hair of a stocky build a little taller than myself, I answered. "I may be interested." "If you are, both of you meet me here on Saturday morning at 9 with your overnight bags," gave me his card & left. We remained seated near the toilet block as more men came & went, I watched another smartly dressed man get out of his BMW car & walk in, he too wore cricket white trousers & a blazer bearing a badge although this man was older, I went in & sat in a cubicle for a while seeing him at the urinal before I closed the door, when I came out he was facing me with his enormous cock out of his flies stroking it up & down with his hand as a watery white liquid oozed out from his slit trickling down his cock in rivulets onto his hand, I stood frozen to the spot when he reached out & fondled my breasts, my cock was now fully hard in those speedos when he asked. "Haven't you come into the wrong side? The girls are next door." I showed him my bulge which he gazed at in astonishment before feeling my cock saying. "You've got a nice one down there & with these I can have the best of both," as he fondled my breasts. At that moment Patrick walked in & his presence certainly didn't alarm this man as he greeted him with a nod of approval, he dropped his trousers & the skimpiest pair of black nylon briefs I've seen & bent over suckling on my breasts as Patrick pushed his cock into his hole & pounded into him. His ministrations on my breasts were awesome as well as gentle; he obviously knew how to suckle breast milk while he stroked my rampant cock, it didn't take long before my cock blasted out jets of spunk over his bare legs & onto his trousers & underwear, it became tit for tat as Patrick shot a huge load into his hole which triggered the man to blast out such an enormous load, it must have taken him at least a couple of minutes if not more to blast out at least 2 dozen huge squirts all over me with poor Patrick squealing ecstatically as his hole kept clamping onto the poor boy's cock giving him a torturous lengthy orgasm, when he finished he gave us each a ?5 note. Having arranged other boys to cover our paper rounds & both telling our mums about having a sleepover with a friend we met Don the photographer in the pool car park & he drove us to his studios in London's Acton Lane, this looked just like any normal shop with a sign & photo display in the window, we entered & sat on a couch whilst he poured us a soft drink each before changing into a variety of different types of clothes & sports kit including underwear & swimsuits required for the photo shoot which took up the best part of the day. The doorbell rang & a teenage lad of about 18 entered the studio with a small rucksack, he wore a sheer pair of white summer trousers with a sheer shirt & a tie, I clearly saw he had light blue skimpy underwear on underneath which turned out to be speedo swimming trunks & sported a huge bulge, his long flowing blond hair almost reached the bottom of his shoulder blades, he was 6 feet tall with long slender legs & a muscular upper torso with bulging pectorals, muscular arms & his steely blue eyes had a penetrating gaze. As he entered he said. "Sorry I'm a bit late Don, I was held up on the tube." "That's fine Rob, I'm almost done for the day, could you give me a hand with Jim here as I need some female shots & he looks like he fits the bill perfectly." "Sure, looks like I'll have to give his hair a comb to start with." Rob sat me on a stool & gave my hair a brush & comb before I changed into a girl's school uniform of a short sleeved white shirt & tie, V necked jumper, white knee high socks, slip on shoes, a uniform skirt which had been tailored into a mini skirt & finally a blazer, as he gave me a last dusting down he stepped back a bit looking me over as I turned round in front of him when he said. "You really do look like jailbait & I would love to fuck any chick that looks like you." Don said. "Take the SLR camera with you & have the pair of you walk along the streets for some street shots, we should get some really good ones today." As we walked along the street I felt very excited having dressed up as a schoolgirl, that mini skirt made me look like a right Lolita, Rob took a number of poses with the full uniform on as well as wearing the shirt & tie, the gentle breeze blowing along the street felt awesome on my cock & balls encased in my black speedos under the mini skirt & I soon became fully hard with pre-cum flowing copiously into my trunks, a number of passers by gazed at me & a passing car sounded its horn, after the street shots we entered the studio for the indoor shots. During that walk my cock became so hard its head pushed through the foreskin & with the thin nylon rubbing against the head as I walked, I felt those feelings build up as my cock almost came shooting a long squirt into my trunks, I had to light up a cigarette to try & tame my rampant cock taking a huge inhalation & getting an immediate head rush, Rob took some shots of me smoking a cigarette which he thought was really sexy. After an excellent Chinese take away meal we watched the TV for a while before we retired for the night in a huge double bed with a 13 year old either side of Rob & we were all naked, this was definitely going to be a night of passion, Rob's cock must have been at least 8 inches & it was hugely fat, both of us kissed, fondled & made love to him, I gave him a very good foot massage & stroked his legs whilst Pat worked on his nipples & tummy &c before Rob opened up Pat's hole & had him kneel with his legs either side of him impaled on his cock, Pat rode with an up & down motion with his hard cock leaking pre-cum & waving around as he massaged his own nipples with the palms of his hands & the movement of his hair tickling his back, it didn't take long for Pat to blast out a huge load all over Rob with the motions of his chute triggering Rob's huge cock to unload his spunk into him with a deluge of huge blasts. Don brought us in some coffee & biscuits while we rested before it was my turn to impale myself on Rob's pole, as I did this, I brought up each breast so he could suckle & drink my milk making his huge cock like a rod of iron which twitched & throbbed like crazy, the only way I could tell he came was when I felt his warm spunk flood deep inside me as I blasted my load all over him, we all showered together before finally falling asleep in that huge bed. The following morning Both Don & Rob fucked the pair of us pounding their cocks into our holes with Don fucking me with his fat 7 inch cock, despite his age he still had the sex drive of a teenager with a rod of iron & could deliver a huge load of spunk, as he pounded into me he massaged my breasts & nipples kneading them around my tits resulting in milk flowing out onto his hands. With his cock hitting the spot every time he pumped & the nipple ministrations those awesome feelings built up inside me as well as my cock & balls as my cock blasted out a huge load over a towel on the bed, my hole grabbing onto his cock brought on his orgasm as he unloaded a huge load of spunk inside me, both Pat & Rob didn't last much longer as a huge squirt erupted from Pat's cock flying right across the bed followed by several more as Rob unloaded his spunk into him, after we showered together & had a full breakfast we went onto the nude & fine art studio shots before the drive out to a lake at Black park near Slough where we swam both in our trunks & without for the water action shots & posed nude for the outdoor location shots. We had done our shoot for the weekend & there was more to come, although my boobs were a curse they had now become my asset & a means of earning obscene amounts of money beyond my wildest dreams, he dropped us both off at the swimming pool car park with ?20 in our back pockets. Don's photo's certainly had a wide circulation as he made some of his money mailing copies from a P.O box address in plain brown envelopes, one of these envelopes arrived in the corporate mail to the offices of Manson Consolidated in the city onto the desk of a 26 year old brunette personal assistant to Sir Charles Manson, she had become disillusioned with escort agencies which always seemed to always be sending them inexperienced students, she had the good ones details on file in a small pocket book, as she looked through the photos during a quiet period my pictures caught her eye, she took a large magnifying glass out from her desk & studied a photo closely, a longing of those times at a finishing school at Lucerne in Switzerland came flooding back, during her stay there she had a number of lesbian sexual encounters. This longing caused her juices to copiously flow into her thin black nylon skimpy running briefs which she loved wearing as panties, as she became aroused she took a vibrator from her handbag, switched it on & pushed it inside her pussy, she loved to wear thin nylon underclothes & wore a white thin nylon vest under her blouse without a bra, the scents from her pussy became noticeable inside her office & she opened a window hoping to dissipate the scent. She picked up the telephone & dialed her favourite escort agency which was run by a friend, when the phone answered she said. "Oh hi Kat, Sue here, can I pop by after work I think I may have a good model for you, I have some photos which I'll bring along, talk to you later, goodbye," & hung up. After the journey on the tube, both women perused over the photos when Sue said. "I want that one for my personal escort, see what you can do, perhaps contacting the photographer may be the answer here, be a love & do this for me." As Kat studied the photo she drew her breath saying. "Yes!, very unusual, a young lad with breasts, could be a good money spinner looks a bit young though not that it's ever bothered you," as she typed out the letter & was about to seal it when Sue pulled out a ?20 note & said. "Put this in with the letter," as she passed her the note which she sealed in & put a stamp on it giving it for her to post. Don collected his mail from the post office box & glanced through the letters with none standing out, he cleared his desk & opened his ledger to compile his orders which required time in the darkroom to process the photos, he had a surprised look when he opened the letter containing a ?20 note, as he perused the letter with interest & surprise that the letter came from an escort agency which he knew, now deep in thought, he put on his jacket, locked up the shop & drove to Windsor. He pulled up in the car park & sure enough Jim was sat near to the toilets, beckoning him over he walked to the car & sat in the passenger seat asking. "What brings you down here today?" "Jim, I've been approached by a client who runs an escort agency; she's had an enquiry from a professional woman for an escort to accompany her to various functions, would you be interested?" Jim thought about it for a while before asking. "Can I make money doing this & what would this woman want with me, surely it isn't a case of walking arm in arm around the shops?" "Quite a few of my models have worked with this woman including Rob, by all accounts these women want only one thing & that is my models will fuck her senseless." "I'd love some of that; can you fix it for me?" Don made the call from a phone box & Sue wanted Jim there at 8.30pm, he rushed through his paper round, took a good long shower, ate a quick meal & dressed in his whites for the walk to the car park to meet Don in his Jaguar, as he stood waiting impatiently he lit up a cigarette. Don drove him straight to the Manson Consolidated building to meet Sue parked outside in her red Triumph Stag, she got out of the car & watched as I walked towards her, she could obviously see the outline of my white speedos & bra through the clothes & her looks told me right away that I met with her approval, I felt my cock twitch at the sight of her which almost became hard. She took me to an Indian restaurant for a meal with a small glass of beer, although she did ask me my age in the car, this didn't faze her in the slightest, after the meal we stood outside & smoked a cigarette each, she smoked hers from a long cigarette holder which made her look really sexy, after this we visited her private club where she bought me another small glass of beer, I certainly received a lot of gazes from the others & a blonde haired young man came over to her asking. "Is your escort for real?" Sue replied, "Yes he is, I'll give you a call later," as he returned to his table to join his identical twin brother. After the club we returned to the Manson Consolidated building & after parking the Stag in the underground car park we entered the building through the main doors after being greeted by the commissionaire, taking a lift to the top floor we entered a plush oak paneled flat with views of the River Thames, I sat down on a large leather sofa whilst she switched on a huge television & another machine which played video cassettes, as the movie played I saw immediately that it was pornographic with a young man & woman having sex together, my cock became hard instantly & I was about to light up a cigarette when she passed me one, this was a Capstan full strength navy cut without a filter tip, as I inhaled the first puff I immediately experienced an awesome head rush which tamed my cock, as more of the movie played out a stunning blond walked in wearing a girls school uniform with a straw hat, as the woman slowly stripped off her clothes down to a black bra & skimpy black panties, she fondled her before taking off her bra & panties revealing a monster of a cock. My cock was now so hard the head came out through the foreskin, pre-cum flowed copiously into my speedos forming a huge wet patch on my linen trousers, she fondled my breasts squeezing them around the nipples making my milk flow right through both my bra & the shirt & cascading down to my trousers, she licked the milk off my shirt eliciting a hum & saying. "Delicious." Her juices flowed copiously through her panties & dribbled down her legs as her scents wafted around the room, she led me to a large double bed & carefully removed my clothes; with only the white swimming trunks left on she felt & squeezed my cock saying. "I like your taste in underwear & you have a very nice cock," and with more urgency in her voice said. "I want this in me right now!" as she suckled a small amount of milk from each breast. She laid me on the bed while she straddled me facing my head & guiding my cock inside her leaking pussy before riding up & down on my cock as she rubbed her nipples with the palms of her hands, her pussy done awesome movements on my cock when she stopped momentarily & screamed at her orgasm, after her 3rd orgasm I shot a huge load of spunk into her pussy, we rested for a while with my cock still inside her as she lit up cigarettes for us. My cock had only partially deflated & now became like a rod of iron, sensing this she resumed fucking me through another 2 orgasms before I shot another huge load into her pussy with her screaming as my cum blasted into her, I pulled out on her request & both of us laid on the bed as a flood of juices ran out of her pussy, after some minutes she suckled ravenously on my breasts & kept going when I said. "Hold on a minute, you ought to save enough for some coffee." "Well thought of young man," she went to the kitchen returning with a large mug patiently milking my breasts before decanting it into a bottle & placing it in the fridge. She passed me a tube of lubricant, lubed up my cock & placed some on my fingers to lube her hole, having already done this I knew how to lube up a hole, what did surprise me was why she wanted me to pound her hole when she has a pussy which had already done an awesome job on my cock, I was about to find out when she shoved a vibrator up her leaking pussy & switched it on. I slowly pushed my cock up her hole & rested it there, the vibrations from the vibrator traveling through the walls of her hole felt awesome on my cock as I pounded into her, she almost screamed the flat down as her first orgasm took hold & I very nearly came, taking a rest with my cock still inside her I lit up a cigarette which tamed my rampant cock for a while before I pounded into her again bringing on her second orgasm, this time with her hole clamping hard around my cock as I blasted a load of spunk deep inside her. She had my clothes washed & dried, I took a shower, dressed & exited the building to Don's waiting Jaguar as a sleepover there would arouse suspicions from Sir James, I took my place in the passenger seat & handed Don a fat envelope, he opened it up & passed me ?50 before driving me home to arrive at 2am & let myself in with my key. I woke late the following morning & rode to the pool after breakfast wearing a sheer black nylon vest & shorts, Mum asked me. "Where have you been? I saw you back in your bed this morning," I couldn't tell her that I spent yesterday evening fucking a woman senseless up town, I answered. "I had to leave early this morning as his mum had to leave early for work." She gave me a kiss saying. "I love you; just don't go getting yourself mixed up in any hooky business." I replied. "I won't mum," then she gave me a kiss & tousled my hair. I rode into Windsor & put my money into my Post office deposit account before riding back to the pool car park where I met Pat with his bike & asked him. "When are you going to fix your bike? It's in a right state." He looked at me with a sorry look & tears flooded his eyes as he burst out crying, I comforted him asking. "Pat, what the fuck's wrong, you've never been like this," he sobbed out his reply. "I gave mum all the money from Don's photo shoot as she was stuck for the bills, dad comes home & finds it, he grabs it & fucks off to the pub for the evening, he comes home drunk looking for more money & booze, of course there isn't any & beats up both mum & me," as he continued sobbing. "Surely there's something which can be done about him?" "Mum's sueing him for a divorce & she reckons she'll have custody of me, they reckon it'll be an open & shut case but there's been another development which means that I'll have a step dad which is great, Tom's a fantastic bloke & he's been busy sorting out all this shit out for us but there's something else." "That's the best news I've heard, you really do deserve a lucky break like this but what's this something else?" "Tom's had a long talk with us; he wants us to move with him, to Australia." I was in a state of shock at Pat's latest news & almost started crying, my mind trying to comprehend my almost lifelong friend moving across the seas to a place half way round the world, would we ever see each other again?, how would we stay in touch?, all these scenarios ran through my mind with what may be his limited time left in the UK, I cleared my mind so as to deal with the most important item of the day & said to Pat. "Look! Don's going to phone that phone box after 4 o' clock, now's the time to ask him for some escort assignments." Time seemed to slow right down for us, those 2 hours to 4pm dragged by, that call box looked tantalizing sited like a red beacon some distance away which may or may not be the medium to convey the news we so desperately wanted, all this time our minds were focused totally on that phone box waiting for it to ring out its clarion call, we went into the pool to pass the time & swim as well as going off the diving boards before lying on the grass basking in the sun, even the pool's clock seemed to tantalize us with the slow movement of its hands, Tom was sat in the lifeguard chair as it was his day off from the motorcycle shop where he worked & gave us a small wave, as I gazed at him a sixth sense told me that he would make a fine step dad for Pat, he seemed to exude his good character towards us, I just knew that he was right for Pat & his mum, when a young girl relieved him from his post he beckoned us over, walked to the kiosk & bought us an ice cold soft drink with a packet of crisps each. All too soon the clock showed 5 minutes to 4, we threw on our vests, shorts, shoes & wheeled our bikes out of the gate & riding to the phone box waiting for it to ring, each time someone walked by we asked for the time, we became so impatient waiting for the phone to ring with the uncertainty that it might not when suddenly its double bell ring tone rang out, it was pure music to our ears, I couldn't get in there fast enough to lift the receiver & yes, Don was on the other end of the line. "Jim, thank god you're there, the escort agency's just called, they've said their client's really pleased with your performance & she wants you again tonight, this time it's both of you she wants." "Tell her we'll do it, there's something I must ask, it's very important, can you please, please get Pat some assignments?" "If he performs well tonight then he will get some more." "Thank god, you've just saved his bacon, talk to you about it later," "I'll pick you both up around 7 tonight, be there!" "We will, & thanks," then the call ended. Having finished our paper rounds & had our snacks, I was nicely dressed in my whites & Don drove to the studio to dress Pat in his, fortunately he was wearing his white speedos just like I told him to, he drove us to the Manson Consolidated building & was guided into the underground car park where Sue was waiting for us, we took the lift to her flat where a table was laid for us, she served us a really nice Chinese seafood special fried rice with battered king prawns & prawn crackers watered down with a glass of South African beer before finally smoking cigarettes. We made small talk during the meal before we sat on the couch watching another pornographic video on her television which made us both hard with expanding wet spots on our linen trousers, after a while of continuously oozing pre cum from our cocks the heads now became perfectly visible through the soaked material of our trousers. She led us to the bedroom where we took off all our clothes, we laid on the bed both fondling her with Pat sucking on one of her breasts whilst I sucked on the other with her juices now flowing copiously out from her pussy, Pat pushed his cock into her pussy first & pounded into her with his hair dangling all over her face whilst I gave her a foot massage, she screamed through her first orgasm & was on the point of having her second one when Pat blasted his load into her as she screamed, while we rested she milked my breasts into another mug before decanting it into a bottle & placing it in the fridge. It was now my turn to fuck Sue whilst Pat fondled her & massaged her feet, I slowly pushed my throbbing cock with its head drenched with pre cum into her leaking pussy with her manipulating her pussy muscles as my cock rested inside her as she suckled my breasts drinking my milk & sending awesome sensations to my cock & balls. As I pounded into her she met every one of my strokes as I took her through 2 orgasms which had her screaming before I unloaded a huge load of spunk inside her as she had her 3rd orgasm after which we all laid on the bed in our afterglows as our juices ran out from her pussy just making small talk. Finally we showered & took the lift to the underground car park & Don's waiting Jaguar with another fat envelope & another ?50 each. Our next assignment required both of us to be dressed as schoolgirls with mini skirts, Don drove us to his studio to dress us in our uniforms, both our shirts were of a sheer white material necessitating Pat to wear a packed out bra, we both wore bottle green nylon gym knickers which were specially made out of thin nylon, over the knee white socks with slip on shoes & finally our blazers, ties & schoolgirl hats. As we walked to the car the thin material of the knickers didn't shield our packages from the breeze which blew along Acton lane, the movement of our cocks in those knickers gave both of us huge boners, those mini skirts were so short our crotches & knickers were visible, Don drove us to a block of private apartments in Chelsea, parked the car & pressed the button stated on his instructions. A young sounding male voice sounded through the doorbell intercom speaker & Don replied with the code word on the instructions, an electric door bolt operated & he led us to the apartment to be greeted by 2 identical athletic built blond haired brothers in their early twenties who spoke with posh accents smartly dressed in identical suits. After a fine candlelit Indian Tandoori meal watered down with a glass of ice cold Singapore lager, we rested on their couch smoking cigarettes with our legs apart showing our knickers before being led to their bedroom onto a water bed. Everyone removed their clothes & placed them neatly onto a drying frame which stood beside the window before we fondled each other, I asked for a large glass & milked my breasts filling the glass before having it placed in the fridge. We continued with the lovemaking swapping between brothers so each one could suckle my breasts & drink my milk, before we lubed up our cocks & their holes before fucking them both senseless, after watching a pornographic movie it was our turn for the brothers to fuck us with their fat 7 inch cocks. They lubed us up & pushed their cocks slowly into our holes leaving them resting inside whilst we got used to them before they both pounded into us like possessed rapists during which we both blasted spunk out of our cocks onto the towels in front of us, it seemed as though their bodies were inextricably linked by some invisible unexplained force when both their cocks swelled up & blasted their huge hot loads deep inside ourselves at the same time. After a rest we all laid on their huge waterbed & sucked each others cocks off in 69 positions, the experience of the waterbed was totally strange having never experienced one & yet was also highly exhilarating at the same time, it wasn't long before we all shot our loads into each others mouths & swallowed them. Our time was up now with the announcement of Don's voice on the doorbell intercom speaker, we were all dressed ready to be taken home, Don entered the flat & we were all served a cup of freshly ground Colombian coffee with my milk in each cup with looks of approval from the twins, as we left one of them handed Don an envelope out of which he paid us another ?50 each, we made more money in one evening than most people earn in a week which went straight into our Post office accounts the next day, Don drove us to his studio to change as it could prove embarrassing if we're seen walking from his car in schoolgirl uniforms especially during the holidays which on the other hand could also get us some sex in the toilets. We were sat near the toilets when a very disheveled looking man walked into the toilets, even from a few yards away we could smell the stink from his unwashed clothes, he was unshaven, his dark blond hair was greasy & matted, his breath stank of stale beer & tobacco, his ill fitting trousers & jacket were soiled from years of neglect, the trousers were tied up with string instead of a belt, his face looked gaunt & corpulent, he looked for all the world like any old gippo or down & out, we knew instantly who he was, Patrick was inside the pool either with Tom or his mum, Pete, a 17 year old & one of the lifeguards got up saying. "I'll go & warn them!" as he ran across the car park to the pool. He came out of the toilet & as he shuffled close by us his gaze fell on each & every one of us as he mumbled in his breath before his gaze fell on me & he spoke in a drunken garble whilst pointing at me in a very hostile manner. "Where's my boy? Where's that bastard who took my woman & boy from me?" I bellowed out. "They're not here, now fuck off you fucking old gippo!" He mumbled something under his breath & shuffled towards the pool to be met at the entrance by the pool manager standing there with folded arms, as he came closer he bellowed out. "You're not coming in here, you're banned from here now clear off before the police come & take you away!" kids were gazing at this pathetic wreck of a man & some were even calling him names & throwing objects at him, a boy of about 12 amongst a group of similar age shouted at him. "You fucking old pervert!" Suddenly the man froze in his tracks then chased after the boys in a shuffle run, this went on for a few minutes to the merriment of everyone until a police car turned up & took him away, this man was once Patrick's father & now became a total disgrace to his family, my mind became screwed up at this being who was too drunk to be ashamed of what he had become, I thanked god for the day that Tom came into Pat's life & became their guardian, I entered the pool finding that the incident had indeed distressed Pat's mum & she had been crying, at moments such as this was when Pat's strength & maturity in advance of his years shone through as he comforted her, Tom took me aside & spoke quietly saying, "These things will probably still keep happening again for as long as he can still draw breath, once we're on the plane it'll all be over & they'll both have a fresh new start together." "You will write wont you?" Tom tousled my hair saying. "You can count on it, that's a promise we'll never break," then shook my hand. Pat & I hugged each other before we left the pool wheeling out his bicycle which Tom had repaired with parts scavenged from the local dump, as I looked at it he had indeed done a superb job. A bike ride to Maidenhead takes about ? to ? of an hour, there's a large cinema there called the Rialto, like most good cinemas they show the best movies, I've been there quite a lot & one day I sat in the back row during an afternoon session when the cinema wasn't packed, I sat in my seat for some minutes when a man wearing a suit sat next to me, it wasn't long before his leg touched mine & stayed there, I didn't move & lit up a cigarette when he asked me for a light, I wore my whites that day & saw him looking at my breasts & felt his leg muscles flex, I knew that no one does that involuntarily so I quietly said to him. "Is there something you want from me?" He put his hand on my knee & done a move which tickled me & almost had me giggling, he left it there before he slowly moved it up my leg, by now I had a raging hard on in my light blue speedos with the head pushed through the foreskin, with the feel of the thin nylon against my throbbing cock, pre cum flowed copiously into my speedos wetting my trousers, by the time his hand reached my cock the wet patch had become huge leaving pre cum on his fingers which he licked off He guided my hand onto his huge cock and then unzipped his flies taking it out; his cock was a monster which looked to be at least 10 inches long & about the size of a golf ball across the shaft with a huge head soaked in pre cum. I stroked his cock up & down & within seconds a thin jet of watery white fluid blasted out & came down in the row in front, the same thing happened again about a few minutes later landing in the row in front after which he stopped me saying. "I'm just about to come," he lit another cigarette before unbuttoning my shirt & feeling my breasts, his fingers kneaded all over my breasts & found my bra which surprised him as he whispered in my ear. "What are you? A girl with a cock or a boy with boobs, I can't make my mind up yet," as he kneaded one of my nipples with milk squirting onto his hand which he licked clean saying. "You're milk tastes lovely, mind if I have a drink?" He undone my trousers finding the trunks underneath & whispered. "I love you're choice in underwear, so silky & smooth," as he untied the cord & took out my cock saying. "That's a really nice one for a young one." He suckled on my breasts whilst he stroked my cock, with those awesome feelings in my cock & balls it wasn't long before I came & warned him just before when he sucked on my cock just as I blasted a huge load down his throat, as he sucked the sensations became so intense that he gagged my mouth to silence me even though I was thrashing & writhing with the intensity of the orgasm, an usherette who must have heard the noise shone her torch at us which threw out a very narrow beam, by the time she arrived I had buttoned my shirt & he draped his jacket over his cock when she asked. "Is everything alright?" "Fine thank you, just the youngster choking on a butterkist, he's fine now." After waiting for a while he continued suckling on my breasts, my cock had only been tucked inside an open fly & was like a rod of iron again, I stroked his cock & within seconds he blasted out a huge load which just kept coming & coming, it went all over his face, in his hair, all over his shirt & the front of his trousers, this was the biggest pool of spunk I've seen & he still kept on suckling my breasts when another load of spunk shot out of my cock, he licked the head of my cock clean & kissed me pushing his tongue into my mouth giving me a taste of my own spunk, he pulled a towel from his attach, case so I could clean myself down, he passed me his card saying. "I want to have you again, call me anytime & I'll come & collect you," before he left. This man gave me such a good time at the cinema that & wanted him again, I also wanted to give him a nice surprise when he collects me in his car, a trawl around the charity shops yielded a blazer from the local girls secondary school, I needed a skirt & the correct tie to complete the outfit, a phone call to Don sourced one of the correct colour & size which he also had tailored, another charity shop yielded a pair of shoes & the socks I bought from the high street, I could get away with wearing my sheer shirt under the blazer, I now had to wait until the holidays were over to pull this gag, meanwhile I gave him a call asking if he could accommodate the pair of us when he answered yes, we were on for a pick up from the car park that evening dressed in our whites. We waited at the far end of the car park near the arches & he picked us up in his BMW car, he drove us to a stretch of the River Thames near Wargrave where he had a long canal boat moored in a quiet back water, we boarded the boat which was nicely furnished inside with a television, fridge, a double bed & fold down bunks, this was a very well equipped boat & the evening would finished with a sleepover. He drew the curtains & bolted the door before we took all our clothes off & laid on the bed naked either side of him, we fondled, kissed & made love to him with our cocks fully hard before I asked him for a glass & expressed some milk from my breasts for the coffee later on, I straddled him facing his head slowly impaling myself on his huge cock after thoroughly lubing up, whilst Pat gave him a foot massage which made his cock like a rod of iron, I could feel every twitch inside me & felt really full inside, it took quite a while for me to settle down to that monster inside me with my cock leaking pre cum all the time, he fondled my breasts before suckling them drinking a small amount of milk. All the time my cock & balls were tingling with wonderful sensations which became heightened as I rode up & down on that huge pole massaging my nipples with my hands, a stream of watery white fluid shot out of my cock followed by another one minutes later before a huge volley of cum blasted out of my cock all over him with a powerful orgasm which almost made me scream, my hole kept clamping onto his cock triggering him to flood my insides with his huge hot load which had him writhing & kicking on the bed. We took a break for some coffee & cigarettes in our afterglows before taking his position feet to the pillow on the bed, Pat straddled him impaling himself on that huge pole whilst I stood at the foot of the bed bending over his head so he could suckle my breasts & I massage his nipples whilst Pat rode his cock, it didn't take Pat long to blast his cum all over us as he unloaded another huge load into Pat. We just laid on the bed with us either side of him fondling each other in our afterglows for ages with a blanket draped over us until we got up for a late night snack & a glass of beer, we remained totally naked watching the late night movie before we all retired together in that bed after having our cocks sucked & feeding him our cum. The following morning we woke to the sound of his alarm clock & had to use the toilet (Called the heads on a boat) before we resumed with more sex on the bed, I expressed some more milk from my breasts which we used for the muesli breakfast cereal with toast & coffee when he said to me. "I just wish I could get some more of your milk, it makes such a wonderful cup of coffee & is really good on the cereal, there's people out there who'll pay good money for the stuff." "I know, trouble is there's not many of my type around, maybe what you need is a good woman?" I asked him, "What do you think about schoolgirls in uniform?" "Some of them look really nice & I would like to fuck them all, trouble is they're all jailbait & dead easy to get one pregnant, could cause a load of shit, at least you can't get a boy pregnant." Pat said. "We've shagged women who are escort clients." "You'll find they've taken precautions before you've got anywhere near them, there'll be hell to play if one got pregnant from a kid & both of you are quite capable of doing so. He turned on the radio to listen to the news after which he said. "It's time I took you boys home." We arrived at the car park & he gave us two ?20 notes each saying. "Give me another call." A Ford transit van was parked outside the pool entrance with its doors open & Pat became sullen & tearful as he helped Tom carry a box inside to a store room, these boxes contained their possessions, I just had to help them, once the van was emptied Tom drove us to Pat's house to collect the last few boxes & his bicycle, after unloading the van at the pool Tom said to Pat, "I want you to stay here, Jim, come with me," as we walked to the van. On the way to Pat's house, Tom said. "This is the unpleasant part; I don't want Pat around to see where we're going with the last lot from the house, whatever's left is going to the dump." The whole sordid business about Pat's father now hit like a thunderbolt, Sophie was handing back the house to the army forcing her into a huge clear out of some possessions, they've had to be totally ruthless as to what went to the store room with whatever remained now being cast aside, the pool manager did ask the dump supervisor to store these items safely & contact the charitable shops to collect them thereby giving someone a chance of ownership of an object that would otherwise have been either burned or buried in the ground, I watched as part of their lives was cast aside like a piece of rubbish which brought a lump to my throat, the next phase is the packing of the large wooden shipping crate which Don has already sourced for Tom to collect & deliver to the pool, it was now the last weekend of the summer holiday. We rode our bikes to the army surplus shop for one last look for Pat, whilst inside I saw that he had British army ponchos for sale, not knowing what they are I asked the shop keeper about them & he replied as he opened one out, "Wonderful piece of kit, the squaddies use it as a groundsheet, a rain cape & a makeshift shelter called a basha, hutchie or bivouac, " I watched Pat drape the garment over himself to look at me with a smile from the hood covering his head saying, "It's huge, why didn't I get one of these before & it's light too." I said. "Pat, that looks great on you, Tom lives at Slough, it'll take you 1/2 an hour to get to school on your bike in the morning, and you're going to need that to keep the rain off you." "I'll buy it," as he paid for it, folded it up & lashed it on the rack of his bike with a bungee cord; little did he know that in a few weeks he would be sleeping under this garment with another air cadet on a bush camp in the You Yangs near Melbourne, Australia during which they would climb Flinders peak. We had now returned to school & the pool had closed for the year, Yet somehow Pat was becoming cheerful once again, at first he arrived late for school until he got the timing of his bike ride right, the days seemed to pass quickly yet Pat always had time for me, we still had sex together, sleepovers at my house & he even went on an escort assignment on a Friday night which was his last one, it was shortly after that he told me that the shipping company had collected the packing case from the pool, time went so fast that month that on his last day at school we gathered in the playground after school to say our goodbyes at the end of the day & we were all crying. The following day we glumly sat at our desks in class & the poignancy of his vacant desk haunted us, I looked out of the window to a rainy day while at the same time Pat would be looking out of his allotted window at the sight & sounds of a huge Boeing 747 wing with the Rolls Royce RB211 engines on full chat high above the earth. I learned a new word yesterday, it was 'Aerogramme', otherwise known as an air letter, a folded single sheet of blue paper with its own stamp which is bought from the post office, there's a sealed packet of six in my bag which is now the only way I can keep in contact with Pat, we're pen pals now & phone calls cost an arm & a leg for us, he's left me his bike because he couldn't take it with him which tore him apart, he asked me to take good care of it & today I rode it to school. Chapter 2=Galunggung gliding club Two Years had now passed by & I reached the 15th year of my life which seemed empty without Pat, after he left for Australia I cried myself to sleep, I became ecstatic when Pat's first aerogramme dropped through the letter box, it was such a fine warm sunny day that I wished the pool was still open, we had a week of rainy days which seemed likened to some sort of bad omen & now that I held Pat's letter it seemed as though he sent me the fine sunny weather as well. I carefully opened the letter following the instructions printed on the form, for a brief moment in time I detected his scent in the room & certainly smelled it on the letter; his distinctive neat handwriting was likened to a form of fine art, his words flowed with love as indeed with the rest of his letters, for a brief instant my whole outlook on life changed which fuelled a longing to be re united with him, my love for mum grew stronger especially with her struggling to make ends meet having signed back on the dole, if our bonds between us were to remain strong enough to support each other through thick or thin I didn't want to be keeping any secrets from her & decided to confide in her about Don the photographer. Instead of a huge torrent of verbal abuse which I fully expected together with a severe grounding, she fully supported me in everything & what she told me next hardened my resolve to save up for a purpose, during one of her bad moments when she moaned about another bill saying. "This country's fucking had it?" I replied with. "What about moving to Australia? Suddenly the whole world froze & became silent almost to hearing a pin drop when she replied. "What did you just say?" "I said what about moving to Australia?" she looked at me & replied sternly. "Don't you go & get funny ideas! When suddenly her expression changed & she hugged me hard & long, gave me a load of kisses resulting in my getting a huge boner & saying. "Jim, that's the best thing you've said," that moment started a life changing chain of events culminating with our life memberships of the world famous Galunggung gliding club. Our lives now had a real purpose, as she was still an attractive woman Don was able to use her on photo shoots & escort assignments & over the 2 years we saved up more than enough for the move, somehow our thoughts seemed to reach out to each other across the miles. One day I was sat in class during a free period when we read our books, the only sounds in the classroom was the occasional shuffling when a boy adjusted his seating, the weather outside was brilliant sunshine & I had just finished writing the last few words of my aerogramme to Pat & resumed reading my book, my mind went totally blank & I was staring into space, my mind went to my standing on a beach, to the right was a city skyline, to the left was a walled off swimming pool & there was Pat, wearing his red speedos with a short haircut, I too was wearing my speedos & we kissed & hugged each other with our cocks getting hard when he said. "Come on Jim, the water's lovely." It was sheer bliss, we were swimming in the sea which felt like a tropical lagoon, we swam out a long way before treading water & making small talk when his face took on a questioning expression & asked. "Come on Jim, when are you coming over? I couldn't answer him & he just simply vanished, I heard him calling me from the beach beckoning me, I called out to him. "Jim, I'm coming, I'm coming, when suddenly a piece of chalk thrown by my form teacher struck my head bringing me back to my senses with him saying. "Jim, stay behind after class, I want to have a word with you about what you've just said." I'm sure I didn't say anything & yet I felt a huge wetness inside my underwear which made a wet stain on my school trousers, I realized that I had just had a daytime wet dream, I could smell my own spunk & so could the boy sat next to me, he whispered quietly into my ear. "Hey Jimbo, you were dreaming." After the class left he put me on a detention for an hour during which I had to write out 100 lines. 'I must not talk in class' , I had my aerogramme to Pat inside my bag & staying here would mean missing the collection time, tears now flooded my eyes as I sniffled & wiped my eyes, I took the letter out & asked. "Please sir, I have an important letter to post," as I held it in my hand. He stared at me with a piercing look saying. "You can post it when you leave," I started crying & buried my head in my arms, I couldn't take this punishment any more, I put the letter in my bag & ran out the room hearing his shouts of. "You will see the headmaster in the morning!" I rode Pat's old bike furiously to the letter box just as the van arrived & posted the letter feeling highly elated that it was now on it's way to Australia. The following morning I was frog marched to the headmaster, as I stood in front of him he said in a stern voice? "I understand you ran away from a detention over a letter which required posting, was it really that urgent?" "Yes it was sir; I didn't wish to miss the last post." "I see, & did you ask your form teacher about it?" "Yes I did sir & he refused." "I see, will you please stand outside & ask him in." . . . "Yes sir." I could hear their muffled voices from outside & their conversation went on for some minutes before I was summoned back in, he then said to me. "I have heard both sides of the story & considered my options, what has saved your neck is that you've always been a well behaved hard working student, I find that your form teacher has been maybe a little harsh with you & knowing what you've been through with your friend leaving I'll say this," as he took a long pause. "I'm letting you off this time, if this happens again & you have another important letter to post, you make sure that you hand it to another boy to post it for you, do I make myself clear?" "Yes you do sir." . . . "Fine, that will be all," after that I never had another altercation with a teacher. The two years had passed by quickly, our passports & visas were done, our shipping crate packed & on its way, I stripped Pats old bicycle right down to its last nut & bolt & packed it into an old suitcase to be transported as unaccompanied baggage which is a concession granted by the airlines to passengers, we were booked on British Airways flight 9 departing London's Heathrow airport on the 24th June 1982, this flight would later hit the news headlines around the world. Our seats were right at the front of tourist class where the apex of the wings meet the fuselage on a Boeing 747 jumbo jet, on take off those 4 huge Rolls Royce RB211's powered up to a loud crescendo with the interior of the cabin rumbling loudly like the inside of an old car on a rough road, the forces thrust us back into our seats & as the jumbo became airborne I watched the wing flexions & movement of those huge engines on their pylons as they waggled, this was my first ever flight in a aircraft which was exhilarating & thrilled me to bits, as the aircraft gained altitude an ethereal droning emanated from the engines with a noise as though they were running out of phase, as the aircraft reached cruising altitude the droning ceased with just a constant swishing noise from outside, the flight was now as smooth as a millpond & as I relaxed my thoughts went out to Pat with my thinking this was the best day of my life, my huge cock which had now grown to 8 inches with a shaft the size of a golf ball sprang a boner, I couldn't let it blast a load inside my underwear & made my way to the toilets & had a good wank, as I left I saw the smirk with the knowing look on the face of the trolley dolly outside. After over a day, we took off from Kuala Lumpur for Perth, Australia was now tantalizingly near & with the smooth flight at night we slept, everything was so peaceful until I woke up to the smell of smoke, I looked out of the window to see a fantastic light show, I looked in awe at the brilliant shimmering white light which bathed the wings, the engines were brightly lit up with a fantastic strobe like effect similar to discotheque lights from the front fans & there was fire streaming from the back of the engines with flames that must be about 40 feet long, I woke mum up saying to her. "Mum, I think the engines are on fire," she gazed at them with a look of horror on her face, held my hand & with a worried look on her face said. "If there's anything wrong I'm sure they'll fly to the nearest airport." The smoke became thicker in the cabin & stank of sulphur, it became so hot in the cabin we were sweating buckets, the smoke got into our eyes & throat & we were choking when one of the engines stopped, within a minute another engine stopped & within seconds the remaining two engines also stopped, the aircraft had now become a giant glider. The cabin crew were searching frantically everywhere for a fire when the captain announced over the public address. "Ladies & gentlemen, this is your captain speaking, we have a small problem, all four engines have stopped & we are doing our damnedest to get them going again, I trust you are not in too much distress." The situation had become one of terror, passengers were whimpering & some were crying, all we could hear was the sound of the wind, the wings & engines were still bathed in light but the flames which had erupted from the engines were gone, as the pressure decreased in the cabin we began to suffocate, passengers were gasping for breath & we became resigned to the demise of the aircraft with all on board which could only be minutes away, I tore a page from my notebook & wrote Tom's address & a short letter asking the finder to contact him before placing it in my shirt pocket with a sizeable portion sticking out & got mum & myself to put on the lifejackets as it looked for all the world that we would be ending up in the sea, I prayed like I've never done before for a miracle when the oxygen masks dropped down, I put a mask on mum before I put mine on when the aircraft suddenly rode like a roller coaster before going into a steeper dive, meanwhile on the flight deck the captain with his bull headed determination battled on trying to restart one engine. We had become resigned to our deaths either in the impending crash or by sharks in the sea & held our hands when he heard the unmistakable sound of one engine powering up after about 15 minutes having descended 24,000 feet, the ethereal sound emanating from that huge turbofan was music to our ears with its reassuringly loud droning, a second engine chimed in with its reassuring droning when suddenly there was a series of loud bangs with fire streaming from the back of the engine before it stopped, the aircraft was now starting a slow climb & we heard the remaining 2 engines restart, this was a hugely satisfying moment as we were now flying albeit on three engines. The first officer spoke over a loud hailer informing us that we were now diverting to Djakarta in Indonesia, I offered up a huge prayer of thanks for our salvation & to be seeing my beloved friend Pat again, the aircraft made a safe landing with cheers & hand clapping from all the passengers, as we exited the aircraft we saw the windscreens which looked like frosted glass & the loss of paint on sandblasted bare aluminium surfaces. We stayed in a hotel & I sent Pat a telegram to let him know we are safe & would be late arriving in Melbourne, mum sent her telegram to Tom & when we finally arrived at Melbourne's Tullamarine airport, Tom was there to collect us & we both gave him a huge hug, I felt his hard cock as he ground it into mine, I couldn't wait for Pat & after asking directions walked to Essendon high & waited outside the front gate, sure enough he came out riding the bicycle which he built, dismounted & gave me a huge hug & kisses, our cocks became hard as iron instantly & we ground them into each other, we both walked home together with Pat wheeling his bike, I saw that he'd grown & his upper torso had become more muscular, his school trousers didn't hide his muscular legs, underneath his school uniform was a perfectly sculptured athletic body waiting to be seen & admired when his clothes came off & he packed a large bulge in those trousers, I couldn't wait. We stopped by the Marybyrnong River at the edge of Marybyrnong Park to sit down on the steps making small talk, we had so much to talk about & I lit up a cigarette offering one to Pat which he refused answering. "I don't want to upset my training schedules by starting again, wait till I show you my trophies." We finally entered Tom's house & Pat led me to his room which now had a double bed, we both showered & fucked each other, Pat's cock too had also grown to exactly the same size as mine, I had waited two years for this moment & pounded him slowly, I could now last longer & this made for a truly amazing fuck, he matched every one of my strokes as electricity flowed between us, those feelings built up inside me but this time they were special as they lead up to the most earth shattering orgasm as I blasted a series of huge blasts deep inside him as his cock also blasted out a huge load of spunk, I screamed & writhed through my orgasm which was torturous & my legs almost gave way. The afterglow that followed was truly awesome & seemed to go on forever as we kissed, fondled & made the most amazing love to each other, he suckled on my shrunken breasts but no milk had come forth as he was the last friend to suckle on them before leaving the UK, my gift to him would once again flow when he would once again drink my milk. The following day Tom drove me to Tullamarine airport to collect the suitcase containing the bicycle, it's value was insignificant but it was Pat's old bike which had been brought across the miles making it very special, I spent the rest of the day reassembling it before taking it for a test ride & riding it to meet Pat at the school gates, as his gaze met the bike an expression of surprise lit up his face as he said. "That's my old bike & you've brought it all the way here, we must swap for the ride home, I've really missed riding the old crate." "I promised that I would look after it & here it is." A blond haired boy of the same age rode up on his bike & stopped asking. "Hey Pat, is this your friend from England?" "It sure is, the name's Jim," "G'day Jim, welcome to Australia, John's the name everyone calls me Johnno, I've heard so much about you, hey!, did you know that the plane you was on flew into a huge cloud of ashes from a volcano, it was on the news & in all the papers, I heard you'll be starting school here, everyone will want to hear your story." "It was an experience I wouldn't want to go through again & wouldn't wish it on anyone," a younger boy rode by on his bicycle & stopped, he looked about 12 & really looked beautiful even with his short back & sides blond hair required by the school's dress code & still wearing his footy kit with a green rucksack on his back, he had the most amazing blue eyes & rosy cheeks, John said to us. "Meet Robert, he's my younger brother, Rob, this is Jimbo from England." "G'day Rob, lovely to meet you, everyone here's such wonderful people." "G'day, I see we'll have no trouble in recognizing you, you've got boobs." "Yeah, right!, just you wait till I give you a drink," as I tousled his hair, Rob replied saying. "Hey Jimbo, do you know that everyone on your flight now belongs to a club, it's been in all the papers & on the radio, they're calling it the 'Galunggung gliding club' after the name of the mountain, you're now famous." "Gliding club be damned, what a name?" I replied with a chuckle. I had a few days at best to recover from jet lag during which my treasured locks of hair now have to be shorn off to comply with the school's dress code, my uniform & sports kit already waiting for me in the cupboard together with my school books waiting for me inside a bag on the bed, such is the efficient way Australians manage their affairs, Tom had all this arranged with the school, I have my homework to do & an essay to write before I've even started my first day, they do like students to fit in immediately. To be continued.