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Chapter 19 ended
"If we can, I suggest we try out our route and see if we can make it to the sea without being stopped. If we do, then we arrange with a few others to do a night swim later on." Rod suggested.
"Ok, but we must be very careful, because if we are caught it could jeopardise our chances to be leaders on other camps." J warned.
"Yeah, we'll have to be careful who we invite to join us, so we best wait a day or two to find out who we can trust." Rod agreed.
Then they walked out of the shower room they had entered by means of the janitor's closet and into the dorm, which effectively prevented any more discussion on that subject. J went to his locker and took out a pair of undies which he discreetly stuffed into his shorts pocket and then headed off to the toilets to get them on without anyone else on the dorm seeing that he did not have any on previous to that.
Chapter 20
With his jewels safely held in place, J returned to his bed and fell backwards onto it allowing his legs to fly up above his body line more than he really needed to, and then pulling his knees up to his chest he shuffled around to get comfortable. J had intended that his feet would hang over the edge of the bed so he would not need to take his trainers off to avoid dirtying the duvet which covered the bed. However he had misjudged and as he lowered his legs to the bed, he realised that his feet would not reach the end. Instead of shuffling down the bed to get to where they would, J called out to Rod, "Hey Rod, do us a favour."
"What?" Rod asked,
"Just pull my trainers off so that they don't dirty the bed please." J asked him.
"What the fuck? Do you think I'm your slave now or something?" Rod retorted.
"No! Just asking for a favour, that's all." J replied.
"Next you'll be asking me to help you dress." Rod teased as he got up to do the favour for J.
"No I don't think so, but hey, if that's what will make you happy ..." J left his sentence hanging in the air.
"Oh fuck off, - there's no way you will get me to help you dress." Rod responded, as unsure of the direction this conversation was going as J was. Fortunately there were no other dorm tenants in the place at the time so they were free to say what they wanted to.
"Not even if I got injured and could not do it for myself. Would you not help a mate out then?" J was teasing now and had a grin on his face to show it.
"If you're not bloody careful, Julian, I will be the one giving you the injuries which would render you not only incapable of dressing yourself, but also of doing anything else for your self and then I will help you by feeding you my shit." Rod bantered back.
"Wow, now I'm scared. Look my feet are trembling in their socks. It will take a lot more than you to fuck me up that bad." J almost challenged Rod, and Rod took the bait.
"Oh Yeah," Rod called out as he launched himself from his sitting position on his own bed to cover the narrow gap between his bed and J's and pounce on J in a surprise attack. This was not a fight, it was merely a bit of fun wrestling with no intention to cause injuries or hurt. Of course there was one small problem and that was that J was turned on by Rod and the close proximity of their bodies in the wrestling type holds were not conducive to his staying soft and flaccid at all. Although he now had his undies on, they merely assisted in helping to create a noticeable hard and large bulge where J would rather not have had one. J's only hope now was that Rod would concentrate looking at his face to see his expressions of pain and dismay as Rod got the better of him, and so would not see the bulge until J had had time to get it down by concentrating on the bout instead of his desire for his opponent.
It did not take long for J's hopes to be dashed. For while his cock was still straining its hardest against his stretchy briefs, Rod's body slid down between J's bent knees and Rod's tummy came to rest firmly on J's cock. There was no way in heaven that Rod could not notice that there was a rock hard cock making a solid impression into his abdomen. And if that were not enough, the match came to an abrupt halt for a moment or two as the realisation of the situation sunk into both boys and just at that time, J's cock gave one of those involuntary twitches which our cocks are famous for. So now Rod had not only had a cock firmly pushed into his tummy muscles, but he had also had it accented by it giving those same muscles a little nudge. In an effort to draw attention away from what was happening at the level of his groin, J tried to roll over and at the same time he pushed against one of Rod's shoulders while pulling on the other trying to twist his body to unbalance it. Rod had a weight advantage on him and all this succeeded in doing was to rub his cock against Rod some more and cause not just another of those involuntary cock jerks, but also a following involuntary whole body shudder. The sort of shudder you get when you are sexually aroused and just waiting to cum.
"Fucking dicks, J, you sure are one randy as hell fucker." Rod called out as he now lifted his body off of J's but then he made a lunge with his hand and gave J's cock a good squeeze. Letting go he stated, "Just look at how hard you are! Shit man, that's got to be the third or fourth time today that I've seen you really hard today. Didn't you get a wank this morning?"
J was really embarrassed and not too sure of what to say, began by telling the truth. "Of course I got a wank in this morning, and I've cum again since then too. I just can't help it man."
"You mean you are like this every day?" Rod asked in amazement.
"Well, not quite. But I am easily turned on." And just then J realised he had said a little too much.
"Uhh ... hang on a bit ... what exactly do you mean by that?" The cogs were beginning to turn in Rod's head, but still only slowly.
"Ah shit man. Let's just say that I get randy for nothing. Ok?" J began to try to extricate himself from the situation.
"Ok. But before we go to supper, you better get in one of those cubicles out there and release some of the pressure from that thing, unless you want to get embarrassed some more." Rod advised.
"Yeah, I guess you're right, but if I go now, you will know what I've gone for and I will still be embarrassed." J said.
"Yes. That's true, but judging by how bloody hard that thing is and that it is still making a big tent in your clothes, I reckon being a bit embarrassed in front of me is better than going out with that thing pointing the way for all to see." Rod responded.
"Oh fuck man, this is so bad." J said, as he put his hand down to adjust his cock and then got up to go to the toilet to take care of it, because he knew that Rod was right and that he would continue to have problems if he did not relieve some of the sexual tension he was experiencing. But then again, as soon as he saw Rod, a measure of that tension would begin to build again. As he sat there on the toilet seat, pumping away at this cock, he had all these thoughts of how he would rather be sucking Rod's cock while doing this and because he was not actually sucking a cock; his wank was not that pleasurable. And when he finally came, he produced his load, but his orgasm was not one he would be including in his memoirs.
Hope chapter 20 has been an enjoyable read for you. Comments and criticisms' welcome. Please write to me at the address at the top.
Thanks - Rick