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Chapter 17 ended
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
Chapter 18
"What the ... ?" J began.
Rod quickly put his hand over J's mouth to quieten him down and then whispered in his ear, "Your cock is sticking out your shorts and you got a boner for all to see. I tried to pull your shorts down, but that didn't work so I was trying to tuck it back in. Sorry."
It was J's turn to blush and apologise and then he felt he needed to explain, "I'm sorry, I had a bit of an incident on the plane and had to lose my undies, and I haven't had a chance to get new ones out. Please don't let others know."
"Hey, it's ok. If you want to go commando that is ok, but if you do, please make sure you don't go to sleep, because then you lose control of things somewhat." Rod answered with a smile.
"So you won't tell?" J asked, almost begging.
"No, your secret is safe with me as long as you stay nice to me." It looked like Rod was setting J up to be blackmailed, but in truth he was just asking for friendship, because Rod had a problem with keeping friends.
"Yeah, ok. Anything you say ... well at least within reason." J agreed.
"No! I didn't mean it like that. All I meant was ... well what I want ... Oh fuck, this is hard." Rod was trying to tell J he wanted a friend not an obedient partner, but he was too embarrassed to get the words out.
"Actually, I think you will find that I was the one that was hard." J said, making himself the brunt of a joke to ease the tension.
Rod grinned back at him to show that he had got the joke and also that he was grateful. "What I was trying to say was that I wanted someone who I could talk to who wouldn't laugh at me or think I'm stupid or something." Rod had managed to get it out without revealing that he had no friends.
"Well there are things about me that you might not like, but I am a good listener, and I can keep a secret as long as I have to." J assured Rod.
"Thanks, maybe we can talk later then." Rod suggested, bringing that conversation to an end for the present.
Rod had two reasons for ending the conversation just then; one was that he did not know yet just what and how he wanted to tell J about himself and the other was that the coach was going through the pass which would lead down to the entrance to the camp, so they were nearly at their destination and the view going down the pass was breathtaking. They finished the last ten minutes of their journey in silence and only began talking again as they stood to make their way off of the coach.
Stepping out of the coach was like getting hit in the face as the heat and humidity enveloped them after the comfort of the air-conditioned coach.
"Wow, I had forgotten just how hot it gets." J exclaimed as they began to move around to retrieve their luggage from the compartment.
"Yeah, it sure knocks you at first." Rod agreed. They collected their baggage and then went over to where the camp leader was standing waiting to let each person know which dorm they would be in and who their dorm leader would be. Once the whole coach load was ready, the camp leader introduced himself.
"Hallo and welcome to camp Delta; your home away from home for the next 10 days, and for some for a bit longer. My name is Pandelakis Musouka and I am Greek, just in case you could not work it out." He said with a smile to show he was only joking. "I hope you have a good time with us and don't give me too much of the old headaches." Generally his English was very good, but there were the few times when he was trying to use a colloquialism that he got it wrong. "I will now introduce your dorm leaders and then call the names of those who will be in each leader's dorm. As I call your name, I would like you to move over and stand with your leader so that we can make sure everyone is in the right place. Thank you."
This allocation process was probably the most boring part of the whole camp, unless you got a pretty bad dorm leader who did not allow any of the pranking that usually goes on in situations like these. There was only one coach to do at this time, but it still seemed to take ages for the allocation to be completed, with the coach being split into four dorms; two of each sex. Rod was pleased because he had been allocated to the same dorm as J, and so he hoped that they could form a friendship together. Their dorm leader was a young man in his early twenties called James. Neither Rod nor J bothered to remember his surname as they would certainly not be using it. James was quite tall with fairly broad shoulders and light brown hair and eyes. It was obvious that he was stronger than any single person in his charge, but he did have 15 teenage boys to contend with and if they teamed up against him he did not stand a chance. The question is would they learn to team up?
James led them off to the dorm and let them choose their own beds, and so J and Rod ended up having beds next to each other. Another thing which pleased Rod.
"Ok." James called out. "before you all start unpacking and changing etc, I have a few dorm rules which you need to know." He had all the guys gather together in the middle of the dorm facing him. He then got up on a chair so that he could clearly see over the heads of the ones in front to see the faces of those at the back.
"1. My room is off limits to all of you unless I give you explicit permission each and every time you want to enter the room. So if you want to talk to me and I am in my room, you knock on the door and wait for me to say it is ok to enter. After all, I might be in an embarrassing position – if you get my meaning." He said, grinning, letting them know that he understood their physical needs.
"2. This is your home for a while; you have to keep it clean and tidy. I do not want to have to chase any for leaving their area in a mess or for leaving the ablutions in a mess.
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I am your dorm leader and I will be obeyed so do what I tell you and we will get on fine.
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We are all guys in here, and we need to be mates and tolerant of each other. So if inside the dorm you want to go naked, that is ok and the others need to accept that. I don't want to see or hear any ridiculing of each other in a hurtful way. Sure take the piss from time to time, but don't make the other person feel uncomfortable in doing so.
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I don't know your sexual orientations but if you are gay and want to have sex with someone else in the dorm, make sure they are gay also, and don't let me catch you.
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There is nothing worse than having beach sand in your bed and underwear. When we go to the beach to swim and so on, you take your shoes and socks off outside and shake the sand out of them and then come in the back door, through the janitor's closet and straight into the showers where you strip and wash both yourself and your swimming trunks. Do not bring sand into the dorm.
And finally 7. I do not mind a bit of roughhousing and horsing around, but if I see any play that I think is dangerous I will tell you to stop and expect you to stop immediately. Are there any questions?"
There were the usual silly questions that teen boys seem almost duty bound to ask, but nothing which was worth mentioning.
"Ok then, go ahead and get yourself unpacked and then you have some free time to explore the camp until dinner. So you need to come back to the dorm in time to get washed and ready to leave for the dining hall at 7.00 Greek time. That means you have exactly 2 ½ hours to go. So set your watches to half past four if you have not done so already." James gave his last instruction and headed off to his room which was really just a section of the dorm which had been partitioned off giving him a room which had about twice the space each camper had in the dorm.
"Rod you still want to go and register at the office?" J asked.
"Yeah, I think so." Rod answered.
"I think you had better go straight away. If you like I will unpack for you when I have unpacked my stuff and hopefully by then you will be back and maybe we can go exploring a bit together." J offered.
"Geeze, thanks J. yeah I will rush off now but I think I should be back in time to unpack my own things, you don't need to do it for me; but hey! Go ahead if you want." Rod said and then turned to leave.
"I'll wait for you here." J called after him, and then went on to unpack his bags in record time because he really wanted to see what Rod had in his bags by the way of clothes.
Not much sex in this chapter – but you can't have it all the time can you?
Write and tell me what you think Rod had packed.
Cheers Rick