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Chapter 16 ended
Just then the seat belt sign came on and it was announced over the PA system that the plane was about to go into it's landing sequence and everybody had to get into their seats and belt up. Rod took his leave and made his way back to his seat, while Jeff and J did their belts up.
"He's a nice guy. I think you'll like him if you end up together." Jeff said. "But I don't think he is gay." He added.
"Now, that's a pity." J laughed. "And I got a semi over his boner too."
As he said that, J turned to look out the window and could see the city below them as they flew over it before turning in a wide circle to come in to land at the airport.
Chapter 17
The landing was uneventful and it did not take long for the plane to reach its gate after the first jolt of the wheels hitting tarmac. Once again Jeff had to move into his role of looking after the younger campers on the flight who would go to a different site to the older ones like Rod and J. There was so much going on, on the ground that J did not have enough time to think about his dress situation and so was not troubled by any swellings in the groin region for a while. Once they had got their hold luggage and had passed through customs they were shepherded out to the waiting coaches where their big luggage was put in the compartments underneath the coaches and they were allowed to go on and choose seats where they could put their hand luggage.
Rod and J got seats next to each other and began to chat some more getting to know each other better. They watched as the coach Jeff and the younger children were on moved off on its way to the camp site they would spend the next 10 days on. J remarked to Rod that their coach looked only half full and wondered if they were not going to have full dorms at the camp. Rod was about to give his view when their conversation was interrupted by an adult who had come onto the coach. He told them that their coach had to wait for another flight which was due in from Glasgow and only then would they be leaving for their camp. So all the people had to get off the coach and go back inside the terminal where they would be given something to eat and drink while they waited and that they could browse in the shops and then go through to a separate lounge that had been set aside for them all to wait in. They were also told that they might as well leave their luggage on the coach as it would be safe and thus they did not stand the chance of losing it.
The fifteen occupants of the coach all got up and stepped out into the sweltering heat once more and made their way back into the coolness of the air-conditioned terminal building. Once inside they were shown where the shops were and then were taken to the lounge where they got their cool drink and a couple of sandwiches to eat. With the way things had moved once they landed, J had not had the chance to get into his hold luggage and retrieve a new pair of undies so he was still going commando. This did not bother him at first, but it was soon to be a bit of an embarrassment. Rod was sticking to him like glue and J was finding Rod increasingly attractive, even though he knew he was not gay. When they had finished their sandwiches, J said he was going to the loos and immediately Rod said he would go with him as he needed to relieve himself as well. Entering the toilets J immediately noticed a problem. Firstly all the cubicles were closed with the red engaged mark on the lock and the urinal was just one long trench against the wall with no privacy dividers. There was nothing for it but to just go and stand there and do your business so this is exactly what both of the boys did; standing next to each other. Without thinking, J lifted the leg of his shorts to let his cock out and held it there while he pissed. Rod however pulled the front of his shorts down along with his undies and hooked his cock out over the top of the waist bands, where he let it hang by itself for a few moments. J couldn't stop himself from taking a peek and when he saw that sight he couldn't tear his eyes off of it. Rod's cock was a reasonable size, but with a good bit of foreskin hanging off it which Rod now pulled back, as J watched, before letting forth with his golden stream. J could feel his cock beginning to stiffen up and realised he was in a difficult situation, and just managed to pull his eyes away before Rod noticed anything. But J didn't know what to do. If his shook his cock to get the last drops off this would only excite it more and get it harder, but if he didn't shake the drops would get on his shorts and without undies to soak them up would show for all to see. Finally he gave it one squeeze and two quick flicks of a shake and put it away, hoping that as he washed and dried his hands, his semi would return to flaccid.
Turning away from Rod as he moved off from the urinal, J just happened to notice two younger boys standing there with their shorts pulled down and their little hairless cocks jetting out a stream of piss. Somehow he found this erotic and so his semi got a bit harder instead of softening. He moved over to the sinks and bumped his cock against the vanity the sinks were set into, sending a fresh awareness to his brain which reacted in the predictable way, and not the way J would have preferred at that precise period in time. Looking in the mirror behind the sinks, J could see he was tenting quite noticeably and knew he was helpless to do anything about it, especially as just then Rod stepped up next to him to wash his hands.
Rod noticed the bulge and said, "Washrooms make you horny then?" as he smiled and pointedly looked at J's reflection in the mirror.
"Not normally." J lied, "Must just be from all the sitting on the flight and so on ... you know, not enough exercise to keep the blood flowing so it has to go somewhere."
"Yeah, a likely story, you're just a randy ol teenager." Rod responded.
"Maybe. You'll have to wait and see, I guess." J almost challenged and then put his hand down to shift his cock around so that it was not showing quite so prominently.
Leaving the toilets, the pair made their way to the shopping area to have a look at was on offer. This helped J as looking at things like wallets and curios took his mind off his cock and allowed it to settle once again. They were still looking at the shops when someone came to call them to say it was time to head back to the coach as the other flight had come in and the people from that flight would want to get seats on the coach. So they headed back and found the seats they had chosen. Soon enough the coach filled up and they were on the last leg of their journey to camp Delta, which was fairly close to the rural town of Polichronos on the Helkadiki peninsular. They had a two hour coach trip ahead of them and J found himself nodding off. The seat belt was uncomfortable and so he undid it before dropping off to sleep.
As J slept he slid forward in his seat and this had the effect of pulling his shorts up high. With no undies on, J's cock began to show out the end of the left leg of the shorts. Rod noticed this but was not too sure of what to do, but then J must have got to a good part in his dream and began to get hard. Rod knew this was natural for all males, but again was in a quandary of what to do. He didn't want to make a scene of it and attract the attention of those sitting nearby and so he tried at first to just nudge J, but this simply made J move a bit more and allow more of his hard cock to show out the leg of his shorts. So Rod did something he was not at all sure of or happy about; he reached over and tried to tug the hem of J's shorts down over his cock, but when that did not achieve what he wanted he tried to push the cock back into the shorts. This was enough to wake J up.
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