Chapter 11.
The next day.
Following their encounter with Roland they sunbathed in the dunes until about 5 p.m. and then went back to the van. Showering themselves they then relaxed watching TV until about 7 p.m. when they went up to the Restaurant for a meal. A tablr had been reserved and they were served with the utmost civility, they being the Owner's guest. Their needs were simple and although off menu, the Chef met their order without a qualm. A very tired two walked back to the van, satiated and truly knackered - it had been a full first day. Stripping off they fell into bed, and to sleep, with Jon curled round Andy, two boys at ease with themselves and the world.
The next day arrived as a bit of a shock, as, the first thing they knew was a knock at their van's door. Jon who had investigated the control panel on the wall near his bedhead the previous day, pushed the door intercom and sleepily asked who was there. " It's Evan from the shop with your milk and News Paper, plus the rest of the stores that I could not deliver yesterday." " Great," said Jon looking at the clock on the wall, it was 8.45 a.m., " Let yourself in and do whatever you have to do. Is that O.K?" "Sure," chirped Evan, and that was that. They heard him enter the van, then the kitchen, and then the cupboards. Then there was a silence, until a light knock at the partially open bedroom door. Andy's back was still surrounded by Jon and the two were under a thin duvet (which the Swedish wisely call 'A Fuckunder'). "Yeah?" called Jon and Evan looked round the door at them.
Evan was about 17 year old and he was surprised to find the two laying as they were. He stepped into the room and they could see he was wearing a skimpy piece of swimwear, ( 'snap' from the Tendenze collection ) which he filled to capacity. " I've put everything away for you, Sir," he said, "Is there anything else I can do, anything at all?" Andy, who was never backward at comming forward, flung the duvet back, and lay on his back, revealing his hard cock. "Well my morning wood needs a suck!" Jon started to laugh and then so did Evan, who answered, "He must be a problem to you!" " You have no idea," answered Jon, " I even have to sleep with him to stop him getting up to things in the night!" At that moment Evan's thickening cockhead peeped out to one side of the pouch of his swimsuit. "Maybe we can solve each other's problems?" asked Andy. Evan came up to the bed and climbed on, 69ing with Andy. Andy pulled Evan's thong to one side and started licking his brown bum hole, whilst Evan enveloped Andy's stiff morning pipe with his mouth.
Jon got out of bed and went for a pee in the 'en suite' next door. When he came back Evan was thrusting up Andy's shite shute, his legs in the air, held by Evan. "You're such a whore, Andy!" said Jon. " I've been awake almost an hour and you have'nt done me yet. Got to get it where I can!" came the answer. Jon left them fucking and went into the kitchen. He boiled the kettle and made three cups of coffee, all the while listening to Andy's commentary of " Oh Yeah! Fuck! Get in there deeper! Make those balls slap my bum! No! Yes! Cum inside me. Oh Yeah! Keep it cumming! God that feels good! Is that it? Let me suck you clean!" Then it was not long before they joined Jon, both with cocks at half lob. "Whoa there!" said Jon to Andy, "If you are going to sit on these stools, put kichen paper on them first!" Andy complied before perching on a stool at the breakfast bar.
"Do you normally bring the stuff to the vans?" asked Jon of Evan. " Only for the elderly and special guests. An' you being Mr. H's nephew..." "Yeah, I know, be nice to the Owner's nephew," said Jon. " Well we all owe a great deal to Mr. H. Gays can't get good jobs in this area. There are few enough jobs around here anyway. So workin' in this Camp is really worth while. " "And this morning? Anything to do with keeping your job?" asked Andy a bit harshly. "No way. It's great to have a bit of fresh meat," said Evan enthusiastically, " if you know what I mean," he said, his voice tailing off, slightly embarassed. "S'OK." smiled Andy. "I love being a bottom, my preference, and you were a good top too!" "Well I suppose I must get on. Ring 06 if you want anything. You don't even have to buy anything!" and with that he finished his coffee, adjusted his swim costume, and was out the door with a cheery wave and a 'Byeeeee'.
"Go and clean yourself up. We're off to the beach for the morning." With that Jon went in to the bedroom to select his swimwear for the walk through the camp. he chose an X3D SwimsuitThong in Caribbean Blue which he had been looking at a few days earlier on ergowear.com, and he was just looking at himself in the long mirror when Andy came in from the shower. "Christ! That's hot! Do you think I've got one like that?" Looking through his drawers he found one exactly the same and the two walked don to the beach looking like twins.
"Got to have a pee," said Andy as they passed the Toilet block. Through the door they turned left into the Men's Toilet. A coloured gent was standing at the middle of the urinal wall, naked and mid leak. The boys put their beach bags down and stripped off their swim trunks, gave their jewels a scratch and then went to stand either side of the coloured. Both the boys began to pee, whilst giving the coloured's cock a quick look. For his part the coloured turned first to Jon and gave him a smile and a nod, and then to Andy, again with a smile and a nod. He then resumed looking at the wall infront of him, but the boys continued to look at his cock. It was 10 inches, soft and cut. All three dried up peeing but they all kept standing there. The coloured looked down at Jon's cock and then at Andy's cock then down at his own. He started to slowly run his right hand up and down the length a couple of times. From Jon's point of view he could see both the thickening black cock and Andy's at half mast. As he watched the black cock continued to thicken and lengthen without any help from the coloured man's hands. Jon felt his own cock stiffen, until it was rock hard, like Andy's, but the black cock continued to get bigger and longer. Jon was aware of Andy bending slightly at the hip and looking at the cock in amazement. Finally the black man seemed to be happy with his erection and started to slowly wank it with his right hand.
Andy was slightly shaking his head to Jon, who had nodded to Andy a silent "What about it?" when the man turned and, holding his cock, walked out of the room. They followed, and were just in time to see him walk through the Rest Room area door. They waited for the door to self-close and then burst into quiet laughter. "Haven't seen anything that big is real life," whispered Andy. "You up for it?" asked Jon. "Don't know. Probably rip me in half!" said Andy, "But I'll give it a try."
They went through the door and walked down the corridoor of rest rooms. All were wide open except for one, which was partially closed. They walked by and saw the negro was lying on his back on the bunk bed, still wanking himself slowly with his right hand. Jon went up to the table at the end of the corridoor and took several packets of lube from the 'sweety bowl' there. Returning to his friend he gestured 'after you' and followed Andy into the occupied room. The black stopped wanking and put his hand by his side. Without a word Andy leaned over and tried to take the big purple head into his mouth, just managing to get his hand round the shaft and the head into his mouth. For a couple of minuted Andy slid his hand up and down the shaft and moved his tongue over the bulbous head. Then he climbed up onto the bunk and kneeled either side of the black hips. Shuffling up the body he finally got the head pressing on his boy-hole. Jon opened a couple of lube packets and proceeded to apply one to the cock and most of the contents of the other into his friend's anal canal, the opening of which had been loosened by Evan earlier. With his hands on his bum cheeks to open his hole, Andy slowly leaned back onto the head, Jon holding the rigid cock to maintain Andy's aim.
With a conscious thought, Andy relaxed his sphincter, imaging he was having a crap, a constipated crap. With his weight behind him, slowly the glans forced its' way in the hole, until it was all in, giving Andy a rest. The coloured man gave Andy's screwed up face a smile as encouragement, but did not move at all. After relaxing 30 seconds, Andy resumed pushing his body down on the flagpole of a cock, so as to get as much in himself as possible. Jon now squirted more lubricant at the place where ring met cock, letting it dribble down the veined cock. At about halfway, Andy stopped bearing down and started to lift himself up, revealing the actual amount he had taken. From the circle of lubricant on the cock to where Andy's ring was must have been 6 inches and the head had not appeared yet. Another inch and a half and the head popped out. Andy let his breath hiss out and looked at the coloured's face. "Bend over the bed and I'll fuck you," said the coloured. "You know now you can take me."
Andy climbed slowly off the man and Jon helped him to the floor. The man then swung his legs round over the bunk edge, his cockhead standing half way up his chest, just under his athletic man-breasts. He jumped to the floor, spun Andy so he was facing the bunk and pushed his head down so that he bent at the hips. These he held in each hand and pointed his cock at Andy's bright red, open hole. Pulling Andy to him, his cock slid into the boy easier, and, after giving Andy a slight rest, began an easy fuckstroke. Jon put his hand between the man's legs and felt first the man's low slung balls in their sack , and then got two fingers either side of the cock as it slid in and out of his friend. Then, with his fingers slick with lube he felt the man's hole, slipping two fingers into it. Manoevering them around he was able to slide up far enough to stroke his prostrate. The man gave a grunt and his spincter clenched, almost breaking Jon's fingers. Jon perservered, and in under a minute the man's ring was pulsing around Jon's fingers as he pumped spunk into Andy's bum. He gave twelve distinctly hard contractions, before slowing his stroke to almost nothing. Jon dropped to his knees and watched as the white milk oozed out around the cock, until the man withdrew his cock altogether and, turning to Jon, let him suck the white fluid from his knob. Jon watched as Andy gave a push and the ejaculate was forced from within him, dripping to the floor to make a puddle of cum. When the coloured was happy his cock was clean, he just nodded gravely, and in a deep, baritone voice said to the boys,"Hmmmm! That was good!" He then turned and exited the room.
By the time the boys were ready to follow him, they found that he had already gone from the building. "Typical!" said Andy. "Gone! And never called me Mother!"
More cum another day......