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Chapter 87 ended
At first he could hear a gentle buzz of muted chatter as the lads still talked with their neighbours, 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.
Chapter 88
J studied his bed plan for about twenty minutes before he could no longer hear any talking and was pleased that they lads had settled down very quickly. He had been expecting to have to go in and order them to be silent as he thought they would still be excited from the flight over and the start of the camp, but obviously the jet lag and change in temperature had got to them and with the time difference they had gone past their normal bed time by a few hours. J waited another half an hour and then getting his specially prepared torch he turned off his bedside light, plunging his room into darkness and sat for a few moments to let his eyes adjust to the dark. Then he made his way quietly to the door of his room and opened it as softly as he could. He left the door open and walked the length of the dorm down to the loos where he relieved himself in one of the urinals. His walk down the dorm in the darkness helped him to make sure that there were no campers still talking in his dorm. Shaking the last few drops out of his foreskin, J turned and still without using any light walked back into the dorm and to the first bed.
J stood there for a few moments until he was satisfied the occupant was asleep. J pictured the bed plan in his head and worked out that this boy’s name was Paul and remembered that he was nine years old. J rested his hand on the Paul’s body and when there was no sign of objection he slid his hand along the sheet until he came to the boy’s crotch. Feeling it through the double layer of sheet and briefs, J remembered that Paul had seemed to have a larger cock then normal for a nine year old. Still with no untoward signs from Paul, J lifted the sheet and placed his hand directly onto the Paul’s briefs. His fingers confirmed that the penis beneath them was larger than would be expected and when J gave it a few strokes it began to react. J wanted skin on skin contact and so he moved his hand up and gingerly lifted the elasticised waste band by slipping just his finger nail under it and lifting a tiny bit which he could then grip with his fingers. Holding his torch in his mouth, he brought his second hand in and running a finger along the elastic from where he had lifted it first, he was able to lift the whole of the front stretch of the waste band. Very gently he pulled down towards Paul’s feet until he felt the tension on the elastic was as much as he could dare. Then he slid his fingers outwards towards the sides of the briefs and as he did so he still maintained the downward pull; this helped to keep the front as low as he had managed to get it so far. Suddenly he felt the material give a bit and he stopped to see if Paul would react. Paul stayed breathing the pattern of one in deep sleep and so after a few seconds of waiting, J pulled downwards once more and felt the material give as it slid over the cheeks of Paul’s bum. J was rewarded by this bit of luck in that he was now able to completely uncover Paul’s cock and balls. Leaving the undies where he had got them to, J slipped his hand over the cock which was still in a semi-hard state. J rubbed it a little and it soon felt to be fully erect, but J wanted to see it and so he pulled the sheet away and left Paul’s pubic area exposed to the room. Only then did J turn his torch on for the first time that night. Shining it down on Paul’s cock, J almost whistled. Hard, it was at least four and half inches long and fairly thick. The foreskin was pulled up tight around the glans and came to a smooth end just as it closed over the tip of the cock. It was indeed a larger cock than one would expect to find on a nine year old. And then the balls had clearly already descended and the scrotum grown so that they were hanging in the bag with the left one a little lower than the right one. J decided that Paul had probably already started puberty and would be producing a few hairs by the time he was ten. J wondered if he was already masturbating and thought he would have to try and find out, but would first have to think of a way to do so. Keeping the torch focused on the cock, J fondled his balls for a bit and then went back to wanking Paul’s cock. As he did so he worked on pulling the tight foreskin back over the glans because he wanted to see if the boy was producing any precum yet. Try as he might, he could only get the skin back over half of the head and not the whole way. J decided that Paul might actually have a problem with his foreskin and might have to have it looked at by a doctor. When J ran his finger over the end of the head he sensed, rather than felt, Paul give a little shudder. J lifted his finger from the head but kept a hold on the cock as he allowed a little light from the torch shine towards Paul’s face. J was relieved to see that he was still asleep and so he continued to wank the cock for a few minutes more and still could not find any sign of precum. He did not think he would really, but had to try anyway. Then J felt Paul’s body tense up a bit and so he let go of the cock and stood back a pace while turning the torch off. J realised he had gone as far as he could with Paul, as any more stimulation would surely wake him up. Leaving him with his briefs around the tops of his legs, J pulled the sheet back over him and moved on to the next bed.
J was not so lucky at this bed nor the one after it for both boys moved away from his touch as soon as he put a hand on them, and that was not even on their cocks, just on their sides. So he moved on to the fourth bed on that side of the dorm. This was Simon’s bed, J thought if he had remembered the bed plan correctly. Simon was the only chubby in the dorm and although he was ten, he had the smallest cock in the dorm too. Simon was lying on his side and his back was facing toward J who once more tested the waters by just laying his hand on Simon’s hip. With no indication of awareness, J slipped his hand under the sheet and put it back on Simon’s hip; there was still no sign of being disturbed and so J slid his hand forward and followed the waistband of Simon’s boxers down to his jewels. Gently J felt around and tried to distinguish which was Simon’s little cockle and which were his balls in the shapes he was feeling through the boxers. Without much success, J resorted to just softly rubbing all of them and waited for the cock to rise. When he had managed to get the cock hard, he felt it some more and decided that his cock was smaller hard then any of the other boys when they were soft. J wanted to confirm this visually and so he felt around to see if the boxers had a fly which would open. He found a button and undid it dextrously with one hand and then slipped that same hand through gap and felt around for the little cock which had already got soft while he was undoing the button. With direct contact, J was quickly able to establish which was cock and which were balls, and with a little bit more fondling the cock was hard once more. J realised that with two fingers together on Simon’s hard cock he could not fit a third in and so he tried to measure the length against one of his fingers and found that it was thinner than his little finger and not even as long as the second knuckle in from the tip of the finger. J estimated that his erect cock was less than two inches long. The only redeeming feature of this cock was that it had a nice mushroom head which the foreskin wrapped with some to spare, even when hard. Albeit that head was only the size of a marble, but that made its diameter a little more than the rest of the cock. Moving around to the other side of the bed, J used his torch to take a quick look at the cock and as he watched it softened in a matter of seconds and as it did so, the tail of foreskin hanging beyond the tip of the cock grew till it was almost a third of the overall length of the soft cock. J felt sorry for the boy because he must come under a lot of teasing from others at school.
Going from one extreme to the next, J moved on to the bed occupied by the youngest boy in the dorm, Dennis who was only eight and half years old. Dennis had already kicked off his sheet and was lying slightly on his side, but more on his back. J thought he looked a little uncomfortable in that position and so he gently rolled him onto his back. Dennis did not flinch at all. J then moved onto the part of any boy that interests him the most and as he felt around Dennis’ briefs, he felt what he deemed to be a pencil in them. J decided he needed to have a better view and so tried to pull Dennis’ briefs down. He had to give them a bit of a tug, but Dennis did not seem to notice and so J went the whole way and pulled them down and off of the boy. Tucking the briefs under the sheet, J turned his torch light on to Dennis’ cock and again had to suppress a whistle. Dennis cock was as stiff as the pencil J had imagined, but was bit thicker in diameter. It was also about 3 inches long and the head was still entirely covered by his foreskin. J played with this cock for a bit and also with his balls which were still held tight against his body in their little sack. Then he could not resist it and bending down he took that stiff cock into his mouth and began to wash it with his tongue. He tried to get his tongue under the skin but found the skin was too tight, so he contented himself with bobbing on the cock and tasting his slight saltiness from when he had sweated since the last shower. Letting go of the cock, J tried to suck a ball into his mouth but found there was not enough play in the scrotum to allow for this yet and so he contented himself with licking the two small orbs inside their protective coat. When J finished giving the sleeping boy an oral massage, he straightened up and took another look at what had just been in his mouth. Again J was surprised by the size of the cock on this young boy. If it grew in proportion to how it was now, J reckoned this lad would end up with a biggy about eight or nine inches long and hopefully a fair bit thicker. J gave it a few last strokes as he parted from the bed to move on to the next.
Well, I know it is not exactly sex but there will be something more exciting soon. That is a promise. Rick.