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Chapter 40 ended
Gerald got his clothes back on and then went and paid for both the white and the red costumes. While he was doing this, J looked around the shop and saw the young attendant who had helped them, with a girl who was about the same age as the attendant and was in a very skimpy bikini parading it in front of another female, obviously a friend for her approval. The friend went up and whispered something in the girl's ear and then they both pointedly looked at the attendant's crotch and nodded to each other. By this time J had circled around and could clearly see that now the attendants cock was definitely harder and longer even though it was still pointing in a forty five degree angle to the left. J estimated that this cock must be at least seven and half inches and his mouth watered at the thought of it. But then Gerald called him and J had to leave the shop.
Chapter 41
When they were back out on the street, J told Gerald what he had seen and held his fingers apart to show his estimate of the size and length of what was trapped inside the shop attendants trousers; re-iterating his desire to suck on it.
"You know for somebody who says he has only been with one other person before this camp, you certainly have a one track mind when it comes to cocks." Gerald stated.
"Maybe it is because of that. I get so frustrated when all I have for release is my hand and my thoughts, and I know I have to wait a whole year and then sometimes I still have lucked out because he wasn't on the same camp as me." J complained.
"Well that just proves that you have to find someone else who lives near you who can help you out." Gerald told J.
"That's a fucking sight easier said than done." J responded.
"Especially if you are still in the closet." Gerald agreed.
"Tell me about it. I've only just begun to try and watch possible candidates to try and work out if they would at least be amenable to the idea, even if they are not gay, but not come to any conclusions yet." J admitted.
"Where do you live?" Gerald asked.
"Colchester in Essex," J said.
"Really!" Gerald was surprised, "I live in Clacton, just a short train ride away."
"No fuck, don't joke with me on this, please Gerald." J said.
"I'm not kidding. I live in Clacton, and have actually been in contact with the gay helpline in Colchester." Gerald assured him. "You know we might even have seen each other before and not realised it."
"Yeah, we could have because I have been to Clacton loads of times; especially in the summer for a swim in the sea." J agreed.
"And I practically live on the beach in the summer." Gerald said, "Although now, if you are willing I might spend more time in Colchester." Gerald had fallen in love with J, but he had not really realised it yet.
"Well not this summer, because I am out here for six weeks in all." J told him.
"How come?" Gerald asked.
"Well I've got this camp now, and then I am being a dorm leader for another two camps after it." J told him.
"No shit? I reckon that could be fun. How did that come about?" Gerald was full of questions now.
J explained the whole process and how he had been selected and his fosters had given their permission and so here he was, building up his tan and acclimatising in preparation for the next few weeks.
The two walked around looking in the shop windows as they went and when they saw something of interest they would stop and sometimes go on into the shop to look at something more closely. J was looking for something to take back as a gift for his fosters and also something for his new little brother, but knowing he had some time and there would be more opportunities when he was dorm leading, he was not too concerned that he did not find anything that really struck him as the right gift. Eventually they ended up walking the shops along the beach front and when they came to a tea shop they stopped to buy an ice cream each and a can of drink. They had already bought and drunk two bottles of water each, and so felt that a can would not be too bad for them. J then suggested they buy one of the inflatable lie-los so that when they went to jetty again, they could be in a bit more comfort for doing what ever they did do.
"We had better buy one each," Gerald advised, "or it will make it look more like we are gay."
"Yeah, ok. Can you afford it? I can buy two if not." J offered.
"No, I'm alright. I don't have a lot, but I can afford this, and also you have to have your money last six weeks to my two. Thanks all the same." Gerald said. They looked for the strongest looking ones and bought them and then realised that they needed to head back to the coach pick up point or else they would end up having to run the last few hundred yards to avoid missing the bus.
When they got to the pick up point, Kevin and Carole were already there and they also had a blow up mattress which was still blown up and showing signs of dried sweat on it.
"Best you let that down, or it will cause difficulties on the coach, and others will see that you have been sweating on it." J advised Kevin.
Kevin smiled and then whispered into J's ear. "Yeah, we went straight to a shop and bought this and then took off into bush on the edge of the town and found a place we could hide and fuck and that is what we have done all afternoon." Then he pulled the stopper and began letting the air out.
"And it shows on the air bed." J told him.
Rod and Manda arrived at that moment and after taking one look at the deflating mattress, Manda said in disgust, "Can't you go without it for one afternoon?"
"Just because your boy aint up to fucking like my boy is, don't mean that you can be all super goody about it." Carole retorted.
It looked like Manda was getting ready to fight back when the situation was saved by the arrival of the coach and they all began to get onto it. Like most coaches there were two rows of seats either side of a central aisle and so the six of them sat down in their couples. Kevin and Carole sat behind J and Gerald and Rod and Manda sat opposite Kevin and Gerald. The coach had only just got out of the town when J turned around to say something to Kevin and saw that Carole had put the inflatable mattress on her lap with Kevin's back pack on top if it, thus shielding Kevin, who was sat by the window, from the view of those opposite them. This was because she had his cock out his of his fly and was wanking him as the bus moved along the road. Kevin looked at J and smiled. J just shook his head in mock disbelief and turned back to face the front.
As soon as the coach dropped them off back at the camp, they all took off for their respective dormitories so that they could get in a refreshing shower before dinner and the evening activities. Back in their dorm, almost every resident had had the same thought and so they were all stripping off and heading to the shower room. It had become the norm now to strip off at your bed and walk naked through to the showers and then of course walk naked back to get dressed. This gave J and others like him a lot of opportunity to do some cock gazing. Kevin however stood out because he was the only one with a bright pink bum where he had got sunburned while fucking Carole that afternoon.
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