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Chapter 86 ended
The best thing was that they were working off some energy and would hopefully go off to sleep quickly. J wanted this as he intended to do a night exercise on the boys to see how they reacted.
Chapter 87
Once the boys had finished their wrestling, and were still a bit hot and sticky from it, J suggested they sit quietly on their beds for a while and just talk to the person either side of them and then he would take them all for a cool off shower before lights out. There was a chorus of approval at the mention of the shower, but J did not want to let them get under the cooling water too quickly after the exertion of their exercise and so he had them sit while he went round and talked to some of them.
He started off with the boy whose bed he had been sitting on while watching the wrestling.
"You're Travis, right?" he asked.
"Yeah." Travis answered simply and a little shyly.
"So what do you like doing the best?" J asked
"I like riding my bike, but my foster mother won't let me go on the roads." He responded.
"Are the roads around your house very busy with a lot of cars?" J continued
"Yeah, we live just off the high street and there are cars all the time rushing up and down." Travis described.
"And I guess your garden is too small to really ride around in." J suggested.
"Yeah. Two peddles and I'm across it." Travis complained.
"I'm lucky, we live on a farm and I've got loads of space to ride." Jake joined in from the bed next to Travis'.
"And you like to ride your bike?" J asked
"You bet, but I prefer my horse." Jake answered.
"Cool, you have your own horse!" Travis said jealously.
"Not really, we have one horse and everybody gets to ride her. But I'm only allowed when dad is there to help me." Jake answered truthfully. J was a bit surprised because he would have expected the lad to claim he did indeed have his own horse – it would be natural at that age to do so.
"So you still live with your dad then?" J asked
"He's not my real dad, he got killed in Afghanistan a few years ago." Jake answered with a little tremble of his lip. "So now I live with a new dad and mum." He added in explanation.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Does your mum have pictures of your real dad?" J asked
"I don't know. My foster dad and mum have got some pictures which they are looking after for me and they are always saying that my dad loved me very much and one day I will get to heaven and see him again, but until then he is looking down and smiling at how good I am." A tear trickled down Jake's cheek.
J got up and moved over to sit next to Jake and put a comforting arm around him. "I'm sure he is doing that Jake." J used his thumb to wipe the tear away and then he leant forward and gave Jake a little kiss on the forehead. "I'm sure he is very proud of you."
They sat silently together for a short while and then J gave him a pat on the back of his shoulder as he stood up and moved on to another bed to chat to its occupant.
J did not get around to all the beds but the last one he did get to was John's. "How you doing now John?"
"I'm cool. Could do with that shower though." John replied.
"Yeah we'll get there in a few minutes. I just wanted to say that if you want to talk about anything I can listen. I'm not a counsellor or anything crazy like that but I do know that it sometimes helps just to be able to tell someone how we are feeling." J offered. "And I think that with only having left a boys home recently, the new experiences and so on might be a bit hard to get used to, and so it might help to talk it out." J said all of that softly so that no one else would hear what he said.
John looked at J and just nodded his head. J could see some turmoil going round in his facial expression and knew that John needed some help. Before that could go any further, Michael jumped from his bed across the gap between the two beds onto John's and then fell against J and John's backs as he lost his balance.
"What's so secret that we have to whisper?" he asked rather loudly.
"What we are going to do to you if you do that again." J answered.
"And what would that be?" Michael asked as he rolled onto his back and lay down the middle of John's bed.
"We are going to tickle you till you pee." John said and began to tickle Michael's naked torso. J guessed this was something that had happened to John in the boy's home.
Michael began to laugh and wriggle and squirm and so J twisted round a bit more and grabbed hold of Michael's legs to keep them still while John continued to tickle him. Soon Michael began to show distress from laughing so much that he couldn't breathe properly so J called a halt to it and then called out to the dorm to get their stuff together and they would go for a shower to wash the sweat away before bed.
One boy called out, "Do we have to strip naked again?" J had his back to the voice and so was not sure who it had come from.
Turning to the face the largest area of the room he could from where he was, J answered, "Well you can't shower with any clothes on can you?" and he walked back to his room and once again without closing the door he stripped off his clothes and picked up his towel and soap bag he walked back out into the dorm.
This time he was met by the view of sixteen naked boys, but still a few had kept themselves covered by their towels. Just as J was about to start to walk down the dorm, Michael called out, "last in is a girl's bum." As he made a dash for the door. J ran down as fast as he could to try and make sure that no one got hurt in the crush to get through the door and found himself in the middle of a mob of boys all squeezing together to pass through the narrow door. In this he was acutely aware that his cock was pressed up against the back of the boy in front of him and he was being jostled so that it rubbed against the smooth skin which of course woke it up and he began to get an erection. Putting his hands against the door posts, he leaned a little forward and then pushed back with his arms to wedge his feet to the floor and this allowed the boy in front of him to move on and away from contact with his cock. Then J had to contend with the push from behind and so his concentration went in that direction and thankfully his cock softened down again. The end result was that he was the last one through the door and all the boys began to call him `girl's bum'.
"Is that so? We'll soon see about that." J said as he put his towel on the hook and his bag on the bench. J then went round and turned the showers on, but he only turned the cold water on and then said, "Last one under the shower can kiss my girls bum." This of course caused a mass stampede and then there were squeals of shock as the cold water hit them. J stepped out of the shower and went to get his shower gel and face cloth and then he pushed his way under one of the showers and reached up to turn the hot water on for a bit. J took his shower and then turned the hot water off so that he could cool down. While he did this the boys all began to push and shove as they had done earlier, once again forgetting their inhibitions in the process. The boys were getting used to the idea of playing with J as well as each other and so it was not long before some of them tried to push J out of the shower, but J stood his ground and pushed them away from him instead. Then Michael asked, "Who was the last one under the shower?" and J said, "You were."
"No! I wasn't" Michael defended himself.
"You were." A chorus rang out from all the others as they certainly did not want to risk being considered last in Michael's place. "Kiss his bum, kiss his bum" the chant began to ring out. J turned and bent over presenting his bum to Michael for a few seconds and then he stood up and held his hand up for silence. The boys gradually fell silent.
"It's ok Michael. I did not really notice who was last and anyway, I wouldn't want to dirty my butt with anyone's spit." J said and he moved over and put his arm around Michael's shoulder to show the game was over. "Ok now finish up in the shower and let's get to bed. You've got a full day tomorrow and need your beauty sleep."
J watched to make sure the boys had all got the soap off before he began to go around and turn the showers off. Once more he collected his towel and led the crew back into the dorm without drying. Entering his room, he put his towel on the rail to dry off and his soap bag away in his locker; after donning his watch, still naked he walked back into the dormitory to get the boys into their beds, and make sure that they hung their towels up so that they would dry properly. J walked around all the beds to check the occupant was sorted and ended up at Michael's bed. After checking his towel he sat down on the bed next Michael who was lying on top of his sheet, also still naked. "You know I would never have let you kiss my butt, don't you?" he asked quietly.
"I guess so, but I would have kissed it if you had stayed bent over a little longer." Michael told him.
"You would have?" J asked a little shocked.
Michael sat up and getting close to J whispered in ear, "I've done it before. We had to as a dare to get into the club."
"What club?" J asked.
"The groovy boys club." He answered.
"I've never heard of that before." J said.
"That's just because it is club in my neighbourhood." Michael said.
"And what does the club do?" J inquired.
"We do all sorts of things, but mostly rude dares." Michael told him.
"Oh, and who is in your club? Boys only?" J continued his questioning.
"Yeah, it has to be boys only because we are naked most of the time." Michael said with a little grin on his face.
"Ok, maybe we'll talk about it some more another time." J said standing up. As he did so, he was able to see the whole of Michael's body and saw that once again he was hard. J made a mental note to find out a bit more about this club.
"Right, everyone in bed, the lights go out in less than a minute." J called out and moved over towards his room and the light switch as he surveyed the room to make sure each bed had a body in or on it. J was pleased to see that they had listened to his advice for the most part and that apart from a few of them who were still naked, the rest had just a pair of briefs or boxers on. J watched as they settled down, and then he said, "Good night" and turned the light off. He closed the door after he had entered his room so that the light from his bedside lamp did not shine out into the dorm and disturb the boys. Turning his bedside lamp on, he turned off the main light, and went and sat down on his bed. Setting the alarm on his watch to wake him in good time to get his dorm ready for breakfast. Then he sat back and began to study the bed plan he had made, adding a few comments about the boys he had learned something of. By the time he had finished talking with each of them, he hoped to have some comments on each boy to remind him of who the boy was and also if there were things he needed to be careful and sensitive towards.
At first he could hear a gentle buzz of muted chatter as the lads still talked with their neighbour, but within ten minutes the buzz had dwindled and J found he was straining to hear the sound of the talking still going on. He could not make out what any of the talkers were saying, and he didn't really want to know. What he wanted to know was when they fell completely silent so he could time when it would likely be safe to go out and carry out his nocturnal exercise.
Okay, Okay. For all you lascivious ones out there. We are getting to it, I promise. Hope though that you are still enjoying the story. Rick