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Chapter 117 ended
Just carrying the two bags back from the shop had caused J to break out in a sweat and not wanting to shower again just then, he just stripped off once more and this time he did lie back on his bed to relax. Inevitably his right hand wandered down his body till it met with another part of his body rising up to meet the hand. Sure enough, by the time J's hand reached his pubes, his cock was fully hard and ready for some gentle stroking. Ten minutes later the stroking was no longer gentle but rapid and aggressive, and then he shot as his balls pulled up in their bag and his little finger penetrated his bum and found his mount of pleasure inside.
Chapter 118
J slowly scraped his emission up with his fingers and allowed it to dribble into his mouth savouring each bit as he dropped it in smacking his lips and swirling the lumpy bits around in his mouth before he swallowed them. Following this he just lay there while the remnants of his jism dried on his tummy. Eventually the need to piss forced J to get off the bed and amble down to the urinals where he relieved the pressure which had built in his bladder from all the water and coke he had drunk whilst doing the dorms. It was only when he was shaking the final drops from his cock before allowing his foreskin to slide forward over his cock head that he realized he was still naked and so hoped that he would not be disturbed by the entrance of another person to his dorm before he got back to his room. But even so, J did not hurry himself, choosing to walk at a slow pace that would not encourage the profusion of sweat any faster a pace would.
Once back in his room, he sat down and got out his paper and drew up a fresh bed plan so that he could fill in the guys names as he learnt who he had in his dorm when they arrived. That did not take too long and so he filled up the remaining time till dinner writing to his lover. In his letter he told him about the visit to the restaurant and meeting Jan and what had transpired during the evening there. J was at pains to make sure he did not forget anything and even copied down the phone number that had been written on his cock by Sacha. Not that he expected Gerald to do anything with it, but at least it showed Gerald that he would hold nothing back. J sealed the letter; addressed the envelope and put a stamp on it so that he could take it and post it on the way to dinner. This time when J got dressed he pulled on a pair of briefs first as he thought he would not be comfortable sitting at the table with other leaders and knowing he was commando. Also he did not want to risk getting copped for it either.
When J entered the dining room there was only one other person in there and she was a fairly old woman. Well at least as far as J was concerned because he put her at more than double his age. In fact she was that and then had another five years on top to make her 37. But J would not find that out as he was too much of a gentleman to ask a woman her age. As J approached the serving counter, he was greeted rather effusively by one of the cooks who was serving. J greeted all of them back and when he left the serving bay, he had a good plate full of food. He approached the table the woman was sitting at and asked if he could join her.
"Not like it is crowded in here. But ok." She replied rather rudely.
"Sorry, if you would rather be alone then I will sit somewhere else. I just thought it would look rude if I ignored you and sat somewhere separate." J said turning to move away.
"No, please sit here. Sorry I am a bit tired and annoyed that not all the supplies I asked for have arrived. I am Jane and I look after some of the craft times." She introduced herself.
"Thank you, I'm J and I will be a dorm leader." J responded as he sat down.
"Goodness, you look a bit young to be a dorm leader. The boys in your dorm will be almost the same age as you, I would expect." Jane said.
"Yeah. Well this is my first year and I cut my teeth on the younger boys last week, and so now will have to manage some of the boys who will be almost my age. It will be a challenge, I'm sure." J agreed with her.
"You must be the one Spiro was talking about earlier. You won a new award for the best dorm." Jane said.
J blushed again and admitted his success.
"Well done. I have known Spiro for a number of years now and you must really have impressed him for him to come up with a new award, especially one that is for the staff as opposed to the campers.
"Thank you." J acknowledged the praise and admitted he had a good set of boys and a willing dorm leader to work with.
"Don't put yourself down. Spiro must have confidence in you to ask you to go to the airport and look after some kids while they wait almost as prisoners for the next supply of inmates to arrive." Jane said.
As she said this, three more people came in. The two J had briefly met at lunch and a third who appeared to be an old maid of a woman. The youngest of all them still had to have at least ten years on J and when they all came and sat at the same table, without asking if it was alright, J began to wonder if there would be someone his own age in the leadership team. Maybe some of the sport instructors would be close to his age, he thought or rather hoped. With the whole group, after they had introduced themselves, the conversation tended to exclude J and so once he had finished his food, he excused himself and went off to the leader's bar and lounge. There he found Spiro supporting the Ouzo industry again and was happy to join him in one. Then when the next round came up, J opted for a beer as he did not want to get drunk or risk a hangover when he had to deal with a bunch of excitable kids who all thought they knew everything. Halfway through his beer, Spiro left to go and do something while J stayed to finish his drink. He was still busy doing this when the old maid walked and expressed her indignation.
"You should not be drinking young man. I don't even think you are allowed in here." She stated.
"Actually he can and he is." Spiro said as he walked back in. "J is a leader on this camp and as such he is allowed in all the leader's facilities. And seeing as I bought that beer for him, I believe he is allowed to drink in my bar. The only thing he is not allowed to do is to buy alcohol and to get drunk." Spiro told the interfering woman who `hurrumphed' her indignation at being told off in front of someone young enough to be her child;
Then turning to J, "J we will need to get you away fairly soon after breakfast tomorrow so if you could come to breakfast ready to go, we will have someone ready to take you. Ok?" he asked.
"No problem." J replied. He then finished his beer and wishing both Spiro and the old maid goodnight he headed back to his dorm and a full night's sleep.
The next morning he got up and had a long leisurely shower gradually turning the warm water down to cold before departing the dorm on his way to breakfast and an introduction to boys who were not that much younger than himself, whom he still had to control. After breakfast he went in search of Spiro and found him in the first place he looked. This was quite logical as it was Spiro's office where J began his search. Spiro handed J two sheets of paper. One was his dorm list and the other was a list of names of the people he was to gather together from each flight. Quickly scanning the three pages, J noticed that he would be collecting nearly five boys from his dorm off the first plane. J thought this was good as it would give him time to observe the boys without them knowing he was going to be in charge of them. Spiro also told him that there was a friend of his who was going in to Thessaloniki and that J would be getting a lift from him to the town and would then be travelling back to camp on the bus. J asked to borrow a clip board for the papers and was given one just as a big black Daimler rolled to a stop in front of the offices.
"Your lift awaits you." Spiro said pointing out his office towards the Daimler.
J's jaw dropped as he looked at the beautiful car outside the office. Then the driver got out and came around the car towards the office. Spiro opened the door and when the man had got in, he closed the door and introduced the two to each other.
There was a bit more chatting between all three of them and then J and the Daimler owner got in the car and moved off on the way to Thessaloniki. Although the driver was old enough to be J's father, he chatted away in his broken English, struggling at times to find the correct word to insert when he came to something his vocabulary let him down on. J was taken right to the airport entrance and then the man asked something in Greek of one of the staff there and getting the answer he needed he took J to meet the bus driver.
Well that's all for this chapter. Come back soon to see how J copes with collecting up the ones he should. Rick.