Motorcycle Dealer

Motorcycle dealer 5

By Vintagespeedoboy

This is a continuation of the Motorcycle dealer series which is a work of fiction, please enjoy the story & make a donation to Nifty, after all we are all leaving a legacy for the future & don't forget to look in their shop window.

Both Jordan & his father put their energies into their BSA bantam project, I had already had the crankcases cleaned, the damaged portion welded & fitted with new bearings, bronze bushes & oil seals, I found the gear cluster still serviceable with very little wear together with the clutch which only required a set of clutch plates, both the crankshaft & cylinder were away being repaired & Jordan was on a euphoric high knowing that the engine would soon be back in one piece.

We had worked tirelessly looking through a spare parts catalogue, studying the manual & compiling what seemed to be an ever growing list of spare parts onto an A4 writing pad, they had already found some of the parts on ebay but it soon dawned on us just how elusive a rigid frame can be.

I sorted through the cycle parts to see what was there & listed the missing items onto the writing pad, finally there was the wheels, they were still in good condition except for bearings, grease seals & a severely worn sprocket which is riveted onto the rear hub, with the bearings &c removed they were ready for shot blasting & repainting, it was just a matter of searching out parts from specialist suppliers or ebay, awaiting specialists like paint shops &c, it was the frame which defied our attempts to locate one which looked for all the world that it may be the single most expensive item on the shopping list as we would have to commission a frame builder to build a replica frame.

I spent some evenings teaching both Rob & Pat to both drive & learn to ride a motorcycle, I bought Christian's Honda CG125 off him before he flew out to join John in Australia with the intention of having a spare motorcycle (What we would call a workshop hack in the trade), now both of them were using the machine at Quickstart, a local motorcycle rider training school which operates in the huge car park at the rear of the leisure centre, some days when they were both riding at the same time one of them would be using the vintage BSA Bantam, this machine always got looks of admiration from both the students & instructors who also taught Jordan to ride.

This year is anticipated to be a testing time for them both what with their exams at school, their car & motorcycle tests & their National pool lifeguard training whereas Damian would be taking his exams for year 11 & his moped licence, he too had a lucky break with the acquisition of a small 49cc machine which had been stored for many years in a garden shed a short distance from his house.

The old couple who lived there succumbed to old age & the husband had only recently died, the surviving wife was now placed in a care home & the house put up for sale to pay the care home fees, the workmen were clearing out the place in the presence of a solicitor, most of the furnishings & special effects were placed with a house clearance company with the instructions that the goods be sold at public auction, those instructions also clearly stated that Damian was to be given the motorcycle together with all the paperwork & manuals as he was the young boy who kept their garden tidy for pocket money & done odd jobs for them.

The machine was a 1963 49cc Honda C100 cub step thru which was covered in dust, its tyres were flat & the exhaust was now rusty yet the machine itself was of a low mileage with a full service history having been sold & serviced by the local Honda dealer almost a half century ago.

I arrived with the pick up after Damian called me & looked over the machine, the first thing I did was to take him to the shop with the machine, set up the industrial pressure washer & left him to blast all the dust & debris off the machine which he set to with gusto.

After the blasting with the pressure washer it became evident that all the plated parts such as wheel rims &c had been protected by a coating of grease, the paint had dulled giving the machine a pleasing patina, all the remaining water was blown off, the tyres inflated & the engine still turned over on the kickstart, I drained the old fuel out of the tank & carburetor, put a drop of fresh fuel in the tank, switched on the ignition & kicked the engine over which surprisingly started up even though it was spitting back through the carburetor & wouldn't tick over, I immediately knew that the carburetor would require stripping down & thoroughly cleaned right out, I removed the flywheel, cleaned up & reset the points & timed it with a piece of cigarette paper, checked the valve clearances, replaced the air filter, changed the engine oil, replaced the aluminium sump plug washer, replaced its battery, greased the front suspension, checked the cables, fastened the shop's trade plate onto the rear number plate & took Damian out for a ride.

When we returned to the shop Damian was euphoric about the ride as the engine ran really well & didn't leak oil, the bike steered & handled fine so I took it into the MOT bay & carried out the test which it sailed through, Vivian watched the proceedings with a keen eye & finally commented.

"Young Damian, you've got yourself quite a nice first bike, as it's classed as a historic machine your insurance will be cheap & you don't have to pay road tax on it although you still have to apply for a disc every year & lucky for you the bike pre dates all the moped restriction rules, I'm really pleased for you."

I fitted L plates to the machine, took a walk with him to my insurance broker, insured Damian for the machine & finally sent off all the documents to the DVLA together with applying for Damian's moped licence, then I took him to Quickstart to do his CBT that afternoon, once he completed it I took both him & the machine home, put it on the hydraulic lift in my garage & Damian got on with cleaning the machine.

I cooked both our evening meals & afterwards we went up to my bedroom, stripped off all our clothes for a really good sex session, he wore his white bra with transparent cups under his tee shirt with a pair of pink nylon frilly panties with stockings & suspenders under his jeans, his huge cock was tenting out & copiously leaking pre-cum into his panties forming a huge wet spot & trickling down his leg, I lubed him up ready for my huge invading pole to enter his boy pussy but before I could do that he reached into his bag & passed me both a vibrator & a small device which gives small electric shocks to his nipples.

With the device delivering the mild buzzing shocks & my working the vibrator into his pussy hole he was uttering a string of dirty expletives whilst moaning & mewling to the attention I was giving him, his cock was the hardest its ever been in a long time & squirted out a few squirts of watery white liquid without ever touching his cock.

I replaced the vibrator with my huge throbbing leaking rampant cock which pushed straight into his pussy hole, I plowed into him with long slow strokes whilst the vibrator gave him his titillating never ending dose of mild electric shocks, with all those sensations coursing through his teenage form he didn't last at all & when he came a huge deluge of cum blasts flew out of his cock, his chute clamped like mad onto mine triggering my huge load to flood deep inside him, he uttered a loud sigh every time my cock shot a jet of hot spunk inside him, I knew I had delivered a huge load inside him as my spunk now started leaking back out past my cock, both our orgasms were so intense we were on the point of screaming our heads off.

We laid on the bed in our hugely satisfying afterglows kissing, fondling & making passionate love to each other for what seemed like an age before we finally made up our minds & showered together, once dried we just put on our nylon speedo swimming trunks & sat on the settee with our coffees sharing a joint watching the TV until a late hour & retiring for the night in my bed.

We rose the following morning with rock hard cocks & I sucked Damian off to an incredible climax whilst massaging his nipples & he was fucking my face with gusto, he didn't last long at all & blasted his huge load into my waiting mouth, we both showered together, dried off, put on our speedo swimming trunks & I made our full breakfasts, after doing the dishes I checked my emails & Damian got dressed & rode his Honda C100 cub home.

I got the call from Jordan regarding the loan of the film company's rigid BSA Bantam frame which we could have for about 3 weeks, the company nearby which hires out vehicles to the TV & film industry & they were having the engine overhauled on their machine, having a frame made by a frame builder is without doubt an expensive way of obtaining one, the plus factor is having a machine which could withstand some very serious off road riding as the company I engaged to construct the frame already builds a competition replica, they required a standard frame to build a replica which is constructed from aircraft tubing & is a lot stronger than the original item which by now is over 60 years old.

This entailed an early morning departure for the West midlands with Jordan traveling with me; in order to save time in the morning it was necessary for him to have a sleepover with me with the great sex between us the night before having collected him with the frame & his father's cheque.

After our evening meal, Jordan studied the BSA service sheets for the Bantam & browsed through my copy of the book of the BSA Bantam by W C Haycraft. The phone rang with Mark from the film hire company telling me that the rebuilt crankshaft had arrived that morning asking me to rebuild the engine to their machine, having recently built 2 of them & about to build the engine on Jordan's father's machine I agreed to carry out the work, obviously his father had put in a good word for me.

Jordan wanted to watch the DVD which John had sent me from Australia so I loaded it into the machine & played it, although he had previously watched it before on board Rick's boat, it had captivated him so I made the coffees with Honey & breast milk with some biscuits whilst we watched the movie when he snuggled up to me.

Even though he was wearing his speedo swimming trunks as underwear under his jeans with his black sheer Players nylon tricot vest under his tee shirt which gave him a sensual feeling against his skin, his jeans couldn't conceal his rampant throbbing erection now forming a huge tented bulge & a tell tale wet spot, he was now gagging for sex. After the movie finished we went to my bedroom, stripped off all our clothes, lubed up & laid on the bed whilst he straddled me & slowly lowered himself onto my huge rampant pole, he rode my pole for all he's worth as his cock waved around spewing pre-cum onto my breast massaging his nipples at the same time, every time his cock twitched his teen pussy hole clamped onto my cock fuelling my lustful thoughts about this lovely teenager riding me & my feelings rapidly building up to another incredible climax.

Sure enough my cock blasted several huge squirts of hot spunk into his teen pussy hole with him uttering loud sighs as each hot gush flooded into his chute tipping him over the edge as his spunk flew out of his cock & his clenching teen pussy hole adding to my already tremendous orgasm.

We smoked a joint each whilst enjoying our hugely satisfying afterglows & snuggled up to each other kissing, fondling & making love for ages during which I sucked the after leakage from his cock before he went to the toilet to dump the spunk down the pan, we went downstairs for our nightcap hot drinks before finally retiring into my bed in a lover's embrace under the sheets.

It seemed as though the night passed by rapidly when the alarm woke us from our slumber, we quickly showered & had a bowl of muesli for breakfast washed down with the usual coffee, we quickly checked our emails & text messages before we left the house for the drive to the West midlands with the frame in the boot.

We entered the workshop with the frame to be shown the trials frames they constructed which were different owing to the use of stronger bracing plates on the headstock, a wider rear sub frame & engine mountings moved to the left which enabled the use of wider section trials tyres, I presented the letter from Mark's film hire company together with the frame & he immediately noted that a frame to original specifications was required as the machine would doubtless be used for film work & after placing the frame into the jig, he started taking a load of photographs & measurements which is where we left him to it & drove back home.

The last few weeks of the summer term seemed to pass quickly & had been a trying time for Rob, Patrick & Damian with their GCSE's, O & A levels, with their exams now over it was a waiting game for when those exam results finally arrived & the grades which both Rob & Pat attain are what will decide their university placements or going onto upper sixth form, as for Damian he will go onto sixth form & Justin will go onto year 10, their schooldays are already passing by rapidly & to see them all as young adults in school uniform instills a lot of pride in these lads.

Mark from the film hire company rang me as they were in a fix with an old Morris Minor which was due to go onto a film set, the car had an oil leak which Mark had traced to the sump & found that the threads were worn, I googled the sump plug thread size, took out the ?" x 20 UNF helicoil thread repair kit from my roll cab & ran it over to him on John's BSA Bantam where I passed the kit to him & he done the job himself, afterwards we both had a coffee in the museum's caf?.

Mark is a time served mechanic like myself & although he runs the company now, he's the type of boss who wouldn't shirk at putting on a set of overalls & get right down to the nitty gritty of working on a vehicle as well as assisting his mechanics, he also has a passion for historic British motorcycles & sometimes takes his 500cc BSA Gold star to the Ace caf? or to Box hill in Surrey, he is equally adept at riding motorcycles off road as well as on the road & is a member of the institute of advanced motorists, it was whilst we were sat in the museum's caf? that Vivian turned up on his Honda CR750 replica, parked the machine & joined us at the table where we talked about the old days.

Rick too was busy at The Lynch where I joined him together with the site warden & a number of lads from Shiplake College tidying up the island, cutting down the Himalayan Balsam plants which had sprang up at various points on the island, placing them into a huge pile ready for lighting a bonfire, this has been done for the last couple of years & provided no more seeds came down with the current the island should soon be free of this noxious pest.

The grassy meadow at the southern end of the island & at the swimming hole tree had been mowed & now looked almost like someone's lawn, the branches from the trees & shrubs were cut back together with the vegetation at the sides of the paths effectively widening them, Rick had already dug out the fire pit in preparation for cooking the working party's lunch, the food for which was brought up from the college's canteen together with dishes, cutlery & folding tables on board the Countess of Clewer which was skippered by James their 18 year old head prefect & a petty officer in their naval & Royal marine cadet section of the college's combined cadet force.

James certainly looked the picture of health with his 6 foot athletic physique, his closely cropped dark blond hair, bright blue eyes wearing just a Royal marine's military green tee shirt & a black pair of British service issue PT shorts with an air of pride standing at the tiller of the countess, here stood a youth who grew up on boats around his home in the Isle of Wight, already an accomplished sailing boat handler whose equally competent at handling other vessels together with being the college's assistant rowing coach & having contested in 3 Devizes to Westminster Junior doubles canoe races, boating was his life & he also loved something else which was sex with young teenage boys of which he could choose from the pick of the crop at the college, he also had a favourite boy there which was young Justin.

He was the only boy who could tame Jame's insatiable appetite for sex plus he received something from him which no one else could deliver, Justin kept Jame's appetite for his breast milk sated even though he was practically addicted to its sweet Moorish taste together with him unloading huge amounts of cum from his cock, Justin had now become the head boy's favourite boy & he too was present on the island assisting Rick in preparing & cooking the day's lunch.

After lunch the working party soon had the island tidied up & built a pile of cut down vegetation which would dry out & be consumed in the bonfire, everyone stripped down to their shorts & dived off the swimming hole tree into the water enjoying a good session of swimming, diving, jumps, somersaults &c doing every single type of entry into the water which is banned at public swimming pools after which they laid down on the grass drying off & basking in the sun.

The afternoon seemed to pass by quickly & the working party had to return to the college for their evening meal, as Rick was preparing ours James took them with all their kitchen utensils back in the countess, it was about 2 hours later when both James & Justin arrived with the vessel just as I received the call asking to collect 4 persons from Reading bridge, the vessel drew up alongside the mooring just long enough for me to relay the instructions to James saying.

"There's 4 people waiting for you at Reading bridge, take Justin along with you & he will show you where to berth & collect them, when everyone's on board you'll have to do a 3 point turn to bring the boat back."

James gave a thumbs up sign as he understood the instructions & we watched the countess set off on her voyage to Reading, Rick let the fire die down enough to keep the hotpot warm for a while longer whilst we sat back with our coffees listening to his radio.

James certainly had a big surprise waiting for him at Reading as he approached the 4 outrageously dressed teenage girls with their exposed nylon encased cocks dangling obscenely in front of them, they all wore crotch level black see through micro skirts, white see through blouses which clearly showed their bras with transparent cups, black stockings & suspenders, high heeled boots holding their handbags & smoking joints from their long cigarette holders & their rucksacks stood beside them.

James's cock immediately became hard inside his black speedo swimming trunks he wore under his shorts at the sight before him & smelled the incense like scents of burning weed wafting as the vessel approached to finally berth alongside the riverbank, Justin spoke up saying.

"This is James who's the head boy at Shiplake College; he's in charge of the boat tonight as Rick's waiting back on the island rustling up something to eat."

As they boarded they each shook hands with James saying their names of Patrick, Robert, Jordan & Damian, James looked on in surprise & gasped out.

"You're all blokes dressed as girls, well I be blowed."

Justin burst out laughing as he said. "You just wait; Rob here has got a pussy right underneath his balls."

James looked at Rob both in surprise & disbelief wondering what sort of freak of nature he was studying his form noting his large breasts, his huge nipples & areolas visible through both his bra cups & see through blouse, his huge nylon encased cock dangling down the front of his legs, lust ran riot through James's body as his thick 7.5 inch cock became hard inside his black nylon Speedo swimming trunks he wore underneath his shorts making a sizeable bulge & leaking pre-cum, James had already had his fair share of sex both with boys & girls at the college & now the thought of plowing his cock into Rob seized his lustful mind as the pair hugged & humped their cocks into each other saying.

"It looks like I'm certainly going to have loads of fun shagging the pants off you tonight."

James took the vessel through the 3 point maneuver & slowly cruised at the vessel's leisurely pace back to the island entering the back water at the southern end slowly cruising past the swimming hole tree to re-enter the main channel & finally berth the vessel, everyone disembarked & began erecting their huge basha by joining all their shelter sheets together, laying out their groundsheets & bedding, James now had to return to the college with Rick in the countess to collect his rucksack & camping kit whilst Justin dished out the late evening meal of hotpot stew from the dixie leaving enough for both James's & Rick's meals.

They shortly returned in the countess & James erected his shelter sheet onto the end of the huge basha, laid out his groundsheet & bedding for Rick to finally erect his camouflage net.

After the meal Rob led James to the small clearing near the tree trunk where they hugged, kissed & lovingly fondled each other as both their rock hard cocks spewed out their juices & Rob's vaginal juices flooded into the gusset of his cocksock briefs & his scents wafted around the pair of them, Rob directed James to remove both his speedos & shorts & lie down on the ground whilst he stripped naked & straddled him feeding James's cock inside his already leaking vagina, as he rode him with gusto, breast milk trickled out & ran down Rob's stomach in rivulets the sight of which astounded James, now he started uttering the most filthy expletives as he tasted his milk with his finger when suddenly his orgasm built up rapidly & uncontrollably flooding Rob's vagina with a huge load of his hot spunk.

They rested in that position for a while with both their cocks remaining fully hard & Rob now offering his breasts up for James to suckle his milk in a greater quantity than he ever received from Justin's smaller breasts, James loved the taste of Justin's milk & Rob's was equally as tasty, the feelings of his breast milk flowing out always excited both his sex organs resulting in copious flows of both his cock & vaginal fluids, as for James, the drinking of breast milk always brought a deluge of spunk flying out from his cock & once again his cock blasted another load inside Rob's vagina.

That second deluge triggered both simultaneous orgasms in Rob as his clitoris erupted with cum, a gush of fluids erupted past James's cock & both spunk & breast milk flew everywhere out from Rob all over James as Rob screamed at his highly intense orgasms.

They finally rested in their afterglows sharing a joint between them before finally diving naked into the backwater washing all the fluids off themselves, after they finally got out & dried themselves off, James said to Rob.

"You were utterly amazing; you've just given me the best fuck of my life."

The rest of us clapped our hands as we watched, now it was Justin's turn to plow his large 8 inch golf ball sized teen boys cock into James, whilst he watched the spectacle his cock kept unloading pre-cum into his black speedo swimming trunks he wore as underwear under his shorts which now had a large wet patch on the front & some of the liquid had trickled down his leg, his sheer black sleeveless top also sported milk stains which had trickled through the sheer cups of his size 32B bra which perfectly exposed his huge nipples through both garments.

Justin laid down on the grass whilst James straddled him & slowly fed his huge pole inside his pussy hole, he rode him & suckled some milk from his breasts which was their favourite position whenever they had sex in James's college dormitory room, even though James was a well built teenager Justin's huge rampant pole was a tight fit inside his pussy hole & the pair of them kept uttering loads of dirty talk, whenever Justin's cock squirted his thin watery white love juices inside him he always uttered a loud sigh as he felt each gush of his hot juices which made his pussy hole clamp onto Justin's pole bringing him ever closer to another of his shattering orgasms.

Justin's orgasm came on like an express train with a 3 second gush of his hot spunk flooding into James's chute eliciting a loud aahhhhh from him as his spunk gushed out & flew everywhere, his clenching chute was like bolts of electricity to Justin as another one of his huge gushes flooded into his pussy as some milk ran out from his breasts, still his huge blasts of spunk kept up their remorseless fusillade into his pussy & ran out past his cock drenching his balls with his own spunk, James lapped up Justin's breast milk like a greedy cat before suckling hard on his nipples, the sensations of his flowing milk & gushes of spunk added to the intensity of Justin's tremendous orgasm which had him screaming loudly & begging for the intense onslaught to stop.

After a few minutes Justin was truly spent & laid there in a sleepy afterglow with both his balls & breasts empty & badly in need of a liquid recharge which Rick had ready & waiting for him in the form of a mug of the thickest chocolate malt he's ever made mixed with honey, condensed milk & his herbal tablet, he drank slowly of this warm liquid which slowly brought his energy back & after a quick wash he retired for an early night inside his sleeping bag.

It was my turn to take Pat's monstrously huge pole inside my pussy hole, not being able to straddle like these youngsters I bent over to receive his invading pole, he must have taken a god awful long time slowly pushing it inside me & all the time its constant twitching kept on doing the most amazing things to my love button inside, my cock kept constantly dripping pre-cum onto the grass & sometimes shot out a jet of watery liquid, my having either Pat's or Rob's huge poles inside me felt so awesome it wasn't long before a load of spunk flew out of my cock all by itself triggering Pat to flood my pussy with gushes of hot spunk, we rested for a while with his cock still inside me & not deflating smoking joints when Pat was ready to go again.

He plowed slowly into me whilst massaging his leaking nipples which coated the palms of his hands with breast milk which he kept licking off until both Damian & Jordan started suckling his breasts whilst he plowed his monstrously huge cock inside me, the sensations of both teens suckling him, the milk flowing out from his breasts, his cock & balls tingling intensely brought about a shattering orgasm in Pat as he unloaded another huge load of hot spunk inside my pussy hole whilst milk flooded out from his breasts into their eager mouths & both of them blasted spunk through the nylon sheath of their cocksock briefs all by themselves onto the grass.

We settled down into our peaceful post orgasmic afterglows whilst Damian skillfully rolled up our joints which we smoked whilst sat on the grass, when we finished we went skinny dipping in the backwater which felt nice & warm on this special late evening in the very last of the light, when we finally exited the water & dried ourselves off, Rick was waiting for us by the fire with our mugs of hot soup, afterwards we finally retired for the night under our huge shelter sheet basha, Justin was already fast asleep as I gazed upon his youthful angelic face illuminated by the multi LED hanging light just before I finally zipped myself into my sleeping bag & finally switched off the light.

The following morning came with a grey cloudy sky & rain falling as a fine drizzle, we put on our swimming trunks & went diving off the swimming hole tree & swam in the backwater for a short while before we dried ourselves off & joined Rick on board the countess for our breakfasts, it was whilst eating breakfasts that my mobile phone rang, I answered it & John was on the line from Southend on sea, he was like a schoolboy who's just successfully rebuilt his old decrepit motorcycle's engine & wanted us to hear the first engine run on the Boeing 707 which he had successfully welded up the burner can on.

"Just you listen to this; we're just about to start up one of the engines."

There was an ethereal whine emanated from the phone as the engine spooled up which became the recognizable sound of jet blast, all our ears became glued to my phone as this historic aircraft's engine ran up after a layoff of several years, somehow I could almost sense the euphoria John must be experiencing as this elderly Pratt & Whitney JT3D-9 turbofan jet engine was bellowing out its loud voice at Southend airport, we heard the engine run down as the captain shut down the engine & John's voice came over the phone saying.

"Lads, that looks to me like a successful engine run without any issues, I've just filmed it on my camcorder & I'll be emailing the video to you shortly."

Rick took out a bottle of chardonnay wine from the fridge & poured us all a measure into our mugs, we all fell silent as he raised his mug saying.

"Let's all drink a toast to the Qantas Boeing 707 'City of Melbourne'."

We all chanted out. "To the City of Melbourne aircraft," & drank our toast, Rick's computer soon pinged with the email notification which arrived from John at Southend, he had panned the camcorder over the entire aircraft which was in a white colour scheme & as yet to be finally painted in the original 1959 Qantas livery, we all gazed in awe at this beautiful aircraft, the video panned onto the captain sat at the controls with his window open & then onto the engine as we watched its front fan slowly rotate & pick up speed amidst the ethereal whine emanating from the engine which increased in tempo until the engine's jet blast reached a deafening crescendo before it was finally shut down when the aircraft was given a water salute by 2 fire engines.

John panned around the engine & we all saw the vapours coming off it, obviously the dust &c had been shaken off & burnt by the heat coming off the engine, he panned the ground underneath the engine showing it to be free of any oil of jet fuel which might have dripped onto the ground, John then said to us on the video.

"Today we've just carried out our first test run of one of the engines on this fine historic aircraft, I am pleased to announce that our first test went very well indeed," then the video ended.

We all experienced a mild state of euphoria at what we've just seen; John had indeed taken the trouble to record this proud moment of Australian history on our shores for posterity.

The wet weather still hadn't let up by mid morning which was spent watching a movie on Rick's large flat screen TV, by lunchtime the sun came out giving us a fine sunny afternoon, Rick started up the engine on the countess for another trip to Reading bridge where Jordan & I took a taxi to Reading wreckers to look for parts for his BSA Bantam, John the proprietor scoured both the basement & the upper level finding a headlight, a pillion box seat which needed recovering, a carburetor & a box containing a few gears, the deal was done although I had to pay John for the parts as Jordan didn't have enough money on him, not a problem as I know that his father would soon repay me, we had a pub lunch & John became pleased that another machine may be joining us on the toy run, so far the machine tally ran to 1 Honda CG125, 2 Honda C100 cubs & 2 BSA Bantams joining the procession of motorcycles starting out from the Foster Wheeler car park at Shinfield which meant that I will have my work cut out preparing Jordan's BSA Bantam.

Jordan & I spent some time in the town centre prior to joining the others back on board for the return trip to the island, Jordan was likened to a boy receiving his new toy as he proudly showed off the parts bought from the wreckers, as soon as the countess berthed & tied up at her moorings, everyone changed into their swimming trunks for another session at the swimming hole tree whilst Rick prepared another hotpot evening meal with Justin assisting him before joining us in the water.

He stood on the end of the tree trunk with his arms outstretched for the dive in his black speedo swimming trunks in the afternoon sun looking a perfect picture of a well sculptured suntanned youth, his nicely pointed firm breasts protruding out displaying his large darkened areolas with large bullet shaped nipples sticking right out, his long flowing hair almost gave him the appearance of a topless girl standing there apart from him packing a large bulge inside his swimming trunks, he executed a perfect dive into the water & came up right beside me blowing a mouthful of water into my face, I gave his hair a tousle & smiled at him.

We were enjoying ourselves swimming in the backwater when Miranda arrived on her mountain bike with her rucksack on her back & her basha kit comprising her shelter sheet, groundsheet, poles & pegs lashed onto her bicycle rack wearing a very tiny pair of hipster jeans cut off shorts & a black Players nylon tricot vest, underneath she wore a black skimpy bikini swimsuit, having parked her bike on the riverbank, she stripped off to her bikini & dived into the water to join us, Rick started up the engine on the countess & brought the vessel around the southern end of the island to berth it by the bike, both Miranda & Justin exited the water to secure her bike to the deck rails & took her rucksack on board, they finally moored the countess at its usual spot on the island, Justin carried her rucksack & between them they erected her basha onto the end, laid out her groundsheet & sleeping bag & finally readjusted the camouflage net & re entered the water.

Rick's phone rang with Jane, the air hostess on the phone, she had some time off & decided to visit the island, she had already taken a train to Reading having been previously briefed on this, with both Rick & Justin now tending to the hotpot cooking in the dixie on the camp fire it was left to James to collect her in the countess which meant that the vessel would be gone for at least 2 hours which became 4 hours as whilst the vessel was on her way to Reading, my phone rang with John on the other end & he was on his way from Southend on sea, fortunately for James the countess had a well stocked larder & fridge & they cooked themselves a meal over the solid fuel range cooker watered down with coffee sweetened with honey & breast milk which was a total surprise to both of them, Rick's phone rang with James saying.

"What's with the idea of you having your fridge stocked with human breast milk, you lot are kinky to say the least."

Rick replied. "I'm sure you'll find it makes an excellent cup of coffee, we've all had it & if you fancy a cheese roll, just look in the Tupperware container in the fridge for that nice white cheese; that too is made from breast milk."

There was some rustling noises over the phone which Rick now had turned onto loudspeaker mode so we could all hear it, we all overheard Jane's voice as she tried a small piece of cheese & said to James. "This tastes really nice, go on & try some."

James then spoke over the phone saying. "Your cheese tastes lovely, would you mind if I tuck into a cheese roll?"

"Go right ahead, I'm sure you'll both enjoy it & whilst you're at it, you may as well make it a candlelit dinner, I'm sure John would appreciate it if you cook him a nice meal for when he arrives."

John arrived with his old mountain bike which looked the worst for wear, not surprising as he had built it from parts scavenged from a local dump, he secured it to the deck rails & entered the cabin with his rucksack just as James was serving the meal which was a pleasant surprise for him as James had indeed cooked a lovely king prawn curry served with soy sauce & a platter of prawn crackers set in the centre of the table, he had also opened a bottle of cold Portuguese Vinho de Mesa-branco which although it was an inexpensive white wine, it was of good quality & went well with the meal.

John had entered the vessel saying. "Looks like I'm being treated to a right royal silver service meal, thank you for preparing it."

"It's our pleasure," replied Jane.

Although John hadn't yet met these two, he immediately knew that for them to be on board this vessel of iniquity bound for an island of iniquity they were obviously here for the raunchy steamy sex which would be taking place later on.

The vessel docked at its usual mooring on the island & the 3 persons disembarked having been wined & dined on board & set about extending the huge basha made from shelter sheets, we all laughed at the device which Jane took out of her rucksack, it was a Eurohike wind up radio with a built in torch which had a 3 volt DC socket covered by a rubber panel which enabled her to re-charge the battery on her mobile phone, we thought it was hilarious just to watch her winding away on the device which was tuned to Classic gold on 1431 KHz with a lead plugged into her phone although I immediately saw the purpose of the device & decided to buy one ASAP off Ebay the next time I went onto Rick's computer.

I was always an avid listener to the radio & John was too having both listened to the pop pirates when we were kids in the 1960's, Rick's portable Hacker Herald certainly was a good quality radio from those times which had a lovely tone, we all spent hours listening to it here on the island & on board & yet this little device of Jane's certainly captivated us even though it had a surprisingly good tone for a small pocket radio, here was a lightweight device which one could carry in a rucksack & listen to the airwaves either in medium wave or FM, I just loved this little radio to bits.

We all stripped naked & went skinny dipping as well as diving off the swimming hole tree, Jane had no hang ups about nudity whatsoever & she looked gorgeous stepping onto the tree trunk & positioning herself before executing a perfect dive, when she surfaced she swam a beautiful neat breast stroke which complimented her page 3 model's body, I watched her swim & asked her to demonstrate the other swimming strokes which she did with ease, there was no doubt that she was an excellent swimmer & probably either swam competitively or was a product of an excellent finishing school, when I spoke to her later she had done both.

It wasn't long before she paired up with James & one look was enough to see that they were a lovely couple even though James was a teenager, they both swam to the opposite side & stood on the bottom in about 3 feet of water passionately kissing & making love to each other, his cock became rock hard underwater & with it probing her vagina whilst they embraced, it wasn't long before he pushed his rampant cock inside her.

Just like a typical teenager he pounded into her pussy hard & sucked on her breasts, a constant ring like wake emanated from their bodies & radiated outwards on the surface of the water whilst they both moaned, grunted, kept uttering the dirtiest expletives as he fucked the living daylights out of her, they were making a lot of noise & didn't care if anyone happened to be walking by, she screamed through 2 orgasms before a huge load of James's teenage spunk flooded inside her vagina as she was having her third orgasm, they remained in their lovers embrace kissing & fondling each other with his rock hard cock still inside her while it slowly deflated before he pulled it out.

It was now Miranda's turn to pound Jane with her monstrously huge cock, they embraced each other like a pair of lesbian lovers with Jane suckling milk from Miranda's breasts, she adored the taste of breast milk & fortunately she had a number of lesbian stewardesses she could call on who would not only give her a good time, she would also be nicely rewarded with a good drink of their breast milk.

Just the act of having her breasts suckled certainly was enough to bring Miranda to a simultaneous orgasm, she didn't need to plow Jane with her cock, it being sufficient to just leave it buried inside her vagina whilst she drank her offering of milk, her vaginal fluids were now leaking copiously into the water soon followed by an eruption from her clitoris & quickly followed by a huge load of spunk breeding into Jane's pussy with her powerful ejaculations & contractions of her monstrously huge cock taking Jane over the edge with another tremendous orgasm.

The others too were having sex on the grass by the tree trunk; Pat was plowing his huge cock into John's pussy hole as he uttered a string of dirty expletives in his broad Australian drawl, Rob had sunk the entire length of his monstrously huge cock inside my pussy hole & plowed into me with a slow rhythm with his vaginal fluids leaking out & running down his legs & both of them had breast milk trickling out of their huge nipples.

Both Damian & Jordan were suckling each of Justin's breasts which delivered his tasty breast milk into their eager mouths, the action of their sucking brought on some very intense pleasure sensations in Justin's cock & balls, his huge teenage cock was rock hard, twitching & spewing out an ever lengthening bead of gooey pre-cum, his sensations built up to an explosive climax as jet after jet of spunk flew out from his cock without him touching it as he kept uttering a load of expletives, both Damian's & Jordan's cocks also blasted out their spunk without either of them touching their cocks & finally Rick too pushed his cock into Justin's pussy hole & plowed into him breeding his pussy hole with spunk as a finale to the evening's orgy of sex ending with another short skinny dipping session in the backwater washing all their fluids off themselves to finally sit around the fire with their towels wrapped around them whilst Rick boiled up the water for their night time drinks.

We zipped ourselves up into our sleeping bags & having 3 LED hanging lights strategically placed inside the basha the inside of which was lit up like a football stadium, Jane had her wind up radio switched on & tuned into Classic gold on 1431 KHz playing Supertramp 'Breakfast in America' followed by Fleetwood Mac's 'Albatross,' the Mamas & the Papas 'California dreaming' & the Eagles 'Take it easy,' it was when we wished we had Rick's portable Hacker Herald radio with its lovely tone inside the shelter with us but nobody wanted to leave the comfort of their sleeping bags to go & fetch it which we all thought was very funny, that radio station had indeed played a wonderful selection of records over the airwaves.

Both John & I had another early start the following morning as it was a Saturday which meant another busy day at the Honda dealer, Vivian wasn't there that day as he took a holiday & went to Los Angeles to look for another American car as well as scouring for parts for his Honda CB750 SOHC based motorcycles, he found the car he was looking for which was a 1968 Ford Mustang GT fastback with the 390 cubic inch V8 engine in the highland green colour scheme, the significance of this vehicle was that an identical vehicle was used by Steve McQueen in the movie 'Bullitt.'

The car he located was parked in a barn on the outskirts of the city & had been there for a number of years, it was owned by a lady who used it for a couple of years & bought a station wagon, as he looked over the car which was covered in dust & bird shit, his cock became rock solid inside the black nylon panties which he wore as underwear together with his stockings & suspenders underneath his ultra lightweight sheer white linen summer trousers which now had a huge pre-cum stain on the front which the woman had seen but said nothing, he liked what he saw when he looked inside the car but didn't sit inside it, the deal was done & the shipping arranged leaving him to scour the city for motorcycle parts which he brought back to place in the boot of the car together with some parts for the car which filled the boot right up.

Dorian was running the shop that day & he was glad the pair of us were there as there was a full workload on & he had asked Arne, a youthful looking long haired dark blond Danish 17 year old who had just started an apprenticeship with the dealer to come in, John was paired up with him whilst I carried out all the MOT tests, I showed Arne how to use the Balco wheel balancer & tyre changer, a commercially made car tyre changer with removable extra jaws which enabled it to clamp onto motorcycle & scooter wheels as there were a number of loose wheels from customers in the workshop with their allotted tyres with them, there was also the rear wheel from a Honda XR trail bike which was fitted with 2 rim locks so I said to Arne.

"I had better do this one for you whilst you watch as there's a certain method of doing these which has to be observed & requires great care."

I certainly noticed that the old tyre was very hard indeed thus making it difficult for someone with just a pair of tyre levers, I methodically went through the tyre changing operation as I both demonstrated & explained it to Arne, then done one of the cast wheel tyre changes in front of him, talked him through the second one which he quickly grasped & had all the tyre changes on loose wheels done by morning tea time.

He went across the street to Antonio's caf? with our tray bringing back our espresso coffees returning with them, he took out his tobacco tin, rolled up a joint, lit it & inhaled deeply, the smell of the burning weed soon permeated around the workshop, I said to Arne.

"You really shouldn't be smoking dope in a working environment, for a start it breaches health & safety regulations, you could become intoxicated & if the boss catches you at it, you could very well be out on your ear."

"The boss knows I smoke weed & he doesn't care," as he looked at me with a sheepish grin.

The temperature soared during the day & by lunchtime we were working in our shorts & tee shirts, Arne looked drop dead sexy wearing a pair of split leg silky nylon running shorts & a black see through silky nylon sleeveless top which showed his muscles & his nipples clearly through the material of the top, the sight of this teenager was definitely giving me a hard on.

It was at lunch that he took out his tablet, switched it on & showed me some photos, I immediately saw they were the ones from the island which showed youngsters swimming & diving off the swimming hole tree, our campsite with our huge camouflaged basha, the countess &c, he looked at me saying.

"Vivian's told me all about this place, I really like what I see & if it's possible I would like to go there with you tonight after work if that's possible," he has asked me in a very matter of fact way & there was no doubt that he was a truly stunning teenager, the way he asked me & intoned obviously didn't hide what he was truly after, I certainly didn't want to be the one to deny him of his pleasures, I picked up my phone, turned on the loudspeaker facility & called Rick saying.

"Rick, there's a Danish lad wants to come with me to the island tonight after work."

"Fine, just bring him along; I'm sure he would enjoy the company, the outdoor life, watersports & good food, bring him along, the more the merrier."

"There you are, you just heard that, after work you collect your camping kit with your swimming trunks & we'll go straight there."

Having finished our day's work at the dealer's, Arne rode to his flat on his mountain bike after giving me his address & phone number, he had a bite to eat, a quick wash, sorted out his camping kit, packed his Danish army rucksack, picked up his large folder containing his sketch pad, gave me a call & I collected him & drove to the church parking the car opposite the church gate alongside the wall, we hefted our rucksacks & walked downhill through the college grounds crossing the grass by the riverbank & boarded the countess for the short trip to the island, Arne became captivated by the vessel telling us that it's a very nice boat as he glanced around the interior as we both put our rucksacks on the seats.

James took the vessel into the backwater passing the swimming hole tree to our left where the others gave us a wave & around the southern end of the island to finally berth at the usual spot, we disembarked from the countess with our rucksacks & got out our mess tins & cutlery as the evening meal was now ready to be served.

Arne's mess tins were identical to the British 2 part mess tins which made them easily identifiable as they had the Royal Danish stamp on them, Rick ladled our portions of hot pot into one & fruit cocktail into the other, we sat down & Justin dutifully brought the tray with the condiments which we added to our meals before he was served with his meal, this was followed by him bringing the large pot of coffee with a platter of biscuits, jug of breast milk & a jar of clear honey, when we finished the meal, everyone introduced themselves & I helped Arne erect his Royal Danish army basha shelter sheet onto our shelter, this item was in a 2 colour black & green camouflage pattern similar to the German flecktarn pattern, most of his kit was military surplus although he did have an excellent sleeping bag, there was no way he was going to get cold at night.

Jane wound up her radio and switched it on to listen to the news and the weather forecast, there were already dark clouds at the western horizon & the forecast was for rain with strong winds, fearing that our shelter could be blown away by the wind during the night even though we were sheltered from the wind by the trees, I called the group together to re erect our shelter with all the edges pegged to the ground leaving the entrance on the leeward side, we repositioned all our bedding thankful that the resulting shelter still gave us enough room to sleep together, Arne tested his multi LED hanging light and hung it up from a loop, with 4 of these lights to illuminate the inside of our shelter, it would be very brightly lit indeed, the final jobs were to dig the water run off channels and re-position the camouflage net.

The evening was still warm & calm which gave us more time for skinny-dipping, Arne certainly had no hang ups about nudity owing to his Danish upbringing & he was the first one to take his clothes off, he certainly looked stunning wearing his split leg silky nylon running shorts but what really caught our eyes was the olive green nylon fine mesh tee shirt he was wearing, this garment was totally see through showing his complete muscular upper body & seemed to accentuate his breasts with his huge nipples, obviously a product of having them sucked almost daily, his dangling soft golf ball sized cock must be about 8 inches long nesting in a thick blond pubic bush with a treasure trail going up to his belly button and earlier on he left me in no doubt that he wanted to use it, however for his safety I needed to watch him swim, he stepped onto the swimming hole tree and executed a perfect dive into the water, what followed next left us in no doubt as to his capabilities in the water, he had to be the most powerful swimmer ever to grace these waters, no doubt a product of almost a lifetime of strict training regimes as a competitive swimmer which is a hallmark of students attending the elite 400 year old Jansborg Skole on the outskirts of Copenhagen.

Our skinny-dipping session certainly was a memorable one, nudity certainly was second nature to Arne, so much so that even during his early teen years the sights of naked youngsters hardly ever triggered his cock to become erect, even if it did no one hardly took any notice at all, what it didn't do was like any teen anywhere in the world he would wank off his cock either to pornographic magazines or to whoever he lusted after & there was no shortage of boys at Jansborg Skole wanting the most rampant sex with him either.

Miranda moved in on Arme & his learning that she is a true hermaphrodite opened the flood gates of pure lust coursing through his body as soon as they both exited the water, his cock rapidly became erect growing to almost 10 inches & expanding to the size of a red bull can as soon as she held it in her hand and gave it a few strokes before they embraced & she sucked on his huge nipples, he sucked on her nipples to be rewarded with the sweetest milk he's ever tasted, she guided his rampant cock into her vagina & he plowed into her with long slow strokes whilst she alternated her suckling between both of his nipples giving him an immense pleasurable tingling sensation in his balls, so worked up was Arne especially with the sensations he now experienced that he rapidly came inside her with at least a dozen huge blasts of his hot spunk flooding into her vagina, as he didn't last at all it was now his turn to receive Miranda's monstrously huge cock inside his teen pussy hole, fortunately for him he was no stranger to having a huge cock inside him & despite the size of her cock, it went straight into his pussy hole, its powerful twitching movements on his prostate gave him sensations that brought him close to unloading another huge load of spunk so she rested her cock inside him, even she was close as her vaginal fluids now ran down her legs & breast milk trickled out from her nipples when her clitoris erupted with cum which gushed out from her vagina, now she pounded her huge cock into him taking him over the edge with his spunk blasting out several feet from his cock, his clenching chute brought on her simultaneous orgasms as a torrent of vaginal fluids erupted from her pussy with cum erupting from her clitoris, at least a dozen huge blasts of her hot spunk gushed deep inside him & he felt every one of them as they erupted from her cock & her breast milk sprayed out like fountains from her nipples all over him while they both screamed at the intensity of their mind blowing orgasms.

They finally sucked all the remaining spunk from each others cocks & he took a final suckle on her nipples with breast milk adding to the spunk already in his mouth, then they kissed giving her a taste of her milk sweetened spunk, she returned to the shelter & brought back her handbag, rolled up 2 joints which they smoked whilst enjoying their hugely satisfying afterglows.

Justin too gave me a good fucking, for this we went on board the countess, firstly I suckled on his breasts to be rewarded a decent mouthful of his sweet tasting milk before I presented him with my pussy hole, having lubed me up he pushed his rampant cock inside me & pounded into me for all he's worth, his pounding cock massaged my prostate making me feel like I was about to explode with spunk & sure enough, my huge load erupted out of my cock in several strong blasts plastering the seat with my spunk, my clenching chute brought on a flood of cum blasts out of Justin's cock filling my insides up with hot spunk which felt amazing except there was so many of them spunk just kept leaking back out past his cock, there was just so much of it came out of him & there was a powerful contraction from his cock with every one of his gushes inside me, his orgasm was truly earth shattering as he screamed with its intensity whilst resting his cock at the same time, finally we just laid on the seats in our afterglows smoking the joints which Rick rolled up for us.

Jane too had a most enjoyable session with both Rob & Pat, she bent over to accept Rob's huge invading pole into her rear pussy hole, stood up & Pat pushed his huge cock into her already leaking vagina sandwiching herself between the pair of them, having 2 powerfully twitching & jerking cocks inside both of her pussy holes certainly had her gasping & mewling with the sensations she was now experiencing & it was a beautiful sight to watch them at it, she suckled on Pat's breasts to be rewarded with his sweet tasting breast milk as he slowly plowed his cock into her, Rob too slowly plowed his huge cock into her rear pussy hole just as his vaginal fluids started leaking out running down his legs and dripping off his ball sack, his breast milk started flowing out from his breasts & trickling down in rivulets, Pat too suckled on Jane's breasts & he too tasted his reward of milk which she had only just started to produce thankfully owing to the ministrations of a sexual partner, she had always wanted to do this believing that it was only possible if she became pregnant, now she learned otherwise.

She had her first orgasm very quickly indeed as her clitoris erupted explosively with cum making her chute clench wildly onto Rob's cock, suddenly his clitoris spewed out cum & a torrent of fluids gushed out from his vagina, so intense were her sensations her clitoris erupted again & Rob's huge pole blasted a huge load of hot spunk into her chute & showered her with his breast milk which sprayed out from his nipples like fountains, those awesome feelings of his hot spunk flowing deep inside her took her over the edge making her scream & her wildly contracting vagina took Pat over the edge as he too blasted several huge squirts of hot spunk inside her, they remained there for a few moments in there triple embrace enjoying their hugely satisfying afterglows whilst their cocks deflated, spunk was now dripping out of both her pussy holes whilst the after leakages of spunk dripped out from both their cocks & Rob's vaginal fluids still continued to leak out for some time afterwards.

They sat down on the tree trunk whilst Jane reached into her handbag & rolled up 3 joints, both Pat & Rob reached into their handbags for their long cigarette holders & to watch those 3 smoking from long cigarette holders looked very sexy indeed.

James gave young Damian a good fucking & Arne was ready to go again as he too received John's huge pole, thoughts of him being pounded by a man in his 50's only added to his excitement especially with John uttering loads of dirty expletives in his Australian accent, lust for this man coursed through Arne's body like a powerful drug, his nipples hardened & enlarged like small cocks adding to the tingling inside his balls, his huge cock became the largest its ever been spewing out pre-cum like a faucet onto the grass & jerking with powerful twitches as John pounded into him, he just couldn't last at all & more jets of spunk shot out from Arne's cock all by itself flying several feet to land on the grass, he screamed through his orgasm as his wildly clenching chute brought forth a huge delivery of John's hot spunk flooding deep inside him with an awesome warming glow with every one of his gushes, they too rested in their afterglows before joining the others skinny-dipping in the river washing all their fluids of passion from themselves in the inviting waters of the river, the skies had now considerably darkened & rain poured down from the clouds, although comments were made about the falling rain no one left the river, the memories of that one mile swimming race in the River Thames at Windsor in the pouring rain during the world cup year of 1966 came flooding back & we became like kids again until the wind suddenly gusted in bringing me back to reality & suddenly remembering why we had re-erected our shelter, we quickly got out of the water just as the howling wind blasted through the trees, fortunately they gave us enough shelter to dry ourselves & enter our shelter.

Thankfully Justin's bed space was right by the entrance & the hot soup was on the camp fire inside the dixie, wearing only his speedos he exited the tent & brought the dixie to the entrance while our mugs were passed to him, he filled them up including his own, placed the dixie back on the fire, toweled himself down & returned to his bed space.

We talked among ourselves listening to Classic Gold on Jane's wind up radio even though we all thought it was funny seeing her frequently winding it up like an ancient gramophone record player taking sips from our mugs of hot soup whilst the wind howled through the trees, those 4 LED hanging lights brightly illuminated the interior & we could see every single move of our shelter sheet basha as the supporting lines were tugged by the swaying branches although between ourselves we had enough experience between us to erect a shelter which would stay up in those conditions which it certainly did as we eventually dozed off for the night.

Justin was the first one awake he lit the fire and assisted Rick in cooking our breakfasts while the rest of us put on our swimming trunks for a brief morning swim by the tree trunk, Arne wore a Royal blue pair of speedos with the Royal Danish crown on the front & Jansborg clearly printed on the back which was obviously his school's swimming team which he wore with pride as he walked the short distance to the tree trunk, Justin joined us for a few minutes when Rick called out to us that our breakfasts were ready.

Justin quickly dried himself off and helped Rick serve our breakfasts into our mess tins, we now had the added luxury of toast which was achieved by my cutting off both ends of a large catering tin, cutting it down the seam, opening it out flat and stood the slices of bread on a stand beside the fire whilst the sheet tin acted as a reflector, we soon got this down to a fine art and could toast slices of bread in about the same time as an electric pop up toaster, we all had full English breakfasts with baked beans which some of us put onto our slices of toast, Jane wound up her radio and we listened to the news and weather thankful that we were in for a fine sunny day, both John and I checked our emails finding nothing important other than one for John from Robert in Australia which he quickly replied to after he took some photos of our group and emailed them off to him.

We were still only wearing our swimsuits and Rick readied the countess for another trip on the river after 2 boys from Justin's form at the college arrived to look after our camp, they too swam across the river after taking off their tee shirts, shorts and trainers having put them into waterproof bags for the crossing which left them both wearing their speedo swimming trunks, there was some food left out for them plus tea, coffee, sugar, honey and breast milk which Justin told them about and they were OK with, obviously he had previously given them both a taste of his own breast milk during sex so they knew what to expect, Justin also asked them to keep the fire stoked.

The countess cruised at her slow leisurely pace towards Shiplake lock & on to Henley on Thames & beyond on a trip which lasted all morning with James at the tiller with Rick whilst the others either sat or laid on the roof sunbathing, Arne had brought along his Sony sports walkman which is an AM/FM radio with a wrist strap & a pair of headphones which was tuned in to Absolute radio on 1215 KHz, this station played music from a wider span of the decades which Arne liked and the radio at the Honda dealer is tuned into this station, John's mobile phone rang with Robert on the other end calling from Australia, with the Isle of Man TT races just 3 weeks away he booked his flights and would be joining us, with his family being of Scottish origins with his father born there although he traveled out to Australia as an infant, Robert's immigration status in the UK was assured and this would be his first visit since 1969 when he spent his gap year here, John passed his phone to me with Robert saying.

"G'day Tommo, I've just been looking through Johnno's email & those lovely photos which he sent, looks like you're having a ripper of a time, I like the boat, she's a real beauty now & they're a lovely bunch you have with you, I'm really looking forward to spending some time with them."

"No worries mate, they really are a lovely bunch and I'm sure you'll have a good time with them."

"That's what I like to hear, what's the water like where you are?"

"I think the photos should give you an idea, the water's lovely, we certainly enjoy it & don't forget to bring your bathers."

"You should know be by now having swam since we were kids, have the rest of your bunch seen the DVD I sent you?"

"They sure have and they were blown away, 4 of them are riding motorcycles," Arne spoke up asking. "Can you please ask your friend if he would be so kind as to find a part for me, I haven't yet found the part I'm looking for, " I passed him the phone telling him. "You had better speak with him & tell him what it is you want."

"Hello Robert, Arne Duchwich here," he looked through his phone for the details of his machine and said. "The motorcycle is a Honda CB100 from the year 1971 which I was kindly given; it requires a cylinder head which I haven't been able to find yet, can you please help me?"

"Jesus bloody wept, that's one hell of a rare jigger, it's over 40 years old and there weren't that many of them in Australia then, I'll see what I can do, knowing the problems they had back then, if I do find one it's quite likely that the head will be rooted."

"Oh," he looked at me with a sullen face as I thought to myself. 'Vivian! Trust you to let the lad have that piece of junk which has been in the back of the workshop for years, you've just given us a whole heap of trouble,' I said to Arne. "Tell him to look in his roll cab, it will be inside a scruffy looking black book, there's the details in there for a bronze bush which has to be made & the instructions for welding & jig boring the bearing surface, tell him to take it to Aviation welding."

Arne repeated the instructions to Robert who replied. "Give me a few moments and I'll send an email," then handed the phone back to John, they spoke for a few minutes before the call ended.

This was a problem I seriously needed to get my head round for Arne, the original head was probably thrown in the scrap bin years ago, I envisaged the original owner of the machine leaving the shop in disgust at the cost of the repair all those years ago, then a few parts from it were slowly sold off, it now required Rob's skills to sort out a wireless connection for Rick's computer.

Our searches of ebay couldn't find any cylinder heads in the UK, there were a number in the USA & even if we bought one, it could easily take 3 months to arrive, that was when Robert's email came through, he turned one up at the Victorian motorcycle wreckers in Abbottsford having rang their after hours number but had to wait for them to locate one & call him back, it too as I suspected had worn camshaft bearing surfaces, we could only hope that the engineers repaired it before he caught his flight, I now needed to look at the machine to determine what's missing which became a to do task for when I finally took Arne home.

Justin's 2 friends had kept the fire alight for us and they were both swimming & jumping off the swimming hole tree as the vessel entered the backwater, Justin immediately dived into the water, swam to the island and took his place by the fire pit, with Rick having previously prepared the Sunday roast, the lads had placed the Dutch oven onto the fire's grate at the required time and tended it as per Justin's instructions leaving him to place the Billy can of peas with mint leaves beside the fire before he uncovered the condiments tray.

The cooking had been timed right, once the peas has boiled both Rick & Justin served it up into our mess tins and by keeping to smaller portions both his friends also had their meal which was added to by having a dessert of Cornish ice cream with fruit cocktail, after washing up we struck camp, Rick took John, Rob, Pat, Jordan, Damian, Miranda & Jane who all had weekend return tickets whilst I would return home with Arne who stood there in disbelief staring in wonder at the 4 highly erotic teenage girl's outfits they wore with their nylon encased cocks dangling below the hems of their micro skirts with a rock hard cock inside his speedo swimming trunks under his jeans.

I arrived at Arne's flat & we went out to the shed and looked over the bike, I made a note of the missing parts & suggested he came to my place so as I could do my ebay searches, compile a parts list by looking at the CMSNL.com website & checking the David Silver spares website for parts availability with an ulterior motive of having a sleepover with this beautiful Danish Viking, he must have read my mind as it was him who asked me to sleep over.

He wanted both of us to wear only our speedo swimming trunks & our silky nylon vests which gave us the appearance of wearing underwear sets, I felt this was highly erotic especially to be wearing just this attire all the time inside my house which is how he was dressed in his home back in Denmark, he had brought over a number of Danish pornographic DVDs which we spent the evening watching with our cocks rock hard constant leaking pre-cum into our speedos, wearing those vests was also highly erotic, apart from viewing each others nipples through the material, it felt so sensuous when we massaged our nipples through the material sending those lovely sensations to my balls which built up to a wonderful tingling sensation which if continued would see my cock unloading my spunk into my speedos without ever touching it with my hand.

After watching a couple of his DVDs I cooked up the evening meal for us, he wanted a proper British meal which made things nice & easy, I opened a Fray Bentos tinned steak & kidney pie & put it into the oven with servings of oven potato wedgies & boiled up some frozen peas with a handful of mint leaves & for dessert I served up Cornish ice cream with maple syrup finally washed down with coffee sweetened with honey & breast milk, we settled down with our coffees to watch more DVDs & both of our cocks remained rock hard spewing pre-cum into our speedos & we ended up in a lovers embrace by the time the last video was playing with both our speedos soaked from our leaking cocks, we slipped totally naked into my double bed which is how Arne likes to sleep at home, I sucked all the pre-cum which covered the head of his monstrously huge cock, I licked his piss slit making him sigh & went onto sucking his huge nipples, I saw that he still had his large breast buds which were very puffy indeed giving rise to the pointed appearance of his huge breasts making them looked feminine even though it was his well developed pectoral muscles, gained through years of swimming training which added to their size.

As I sucked on them he purred & mewled like a kitten, my ministrations with my mouth were making his cock twitch like a wand being waved & more pre-cum flowed out from his cock like a faucet, a sudden squirt of a hot watery white fluid erupted from his cock onto me which felt lovely & warm on my skin, my cock was dripping pre-cum onto his body & both of us had reached new levels of excitement, as I sucked on each nipple I squeezed the breast with my hand & felt a lovely warm sweet tasting liquid squirt into my mouth as he uttered a loud sigh, I managed to squeeze another squirt from his breast to savour its sweet tasting reward & turned my attention to his other breast to receive his lovely sweet tasting reward, his offering wasn't much at all & I knew that over time with regular breast pumping he would be delivering larger quantities, I so dearly wanted him to do this & if I could get him to be a regular sex partner I would certainly be achieving this with him.

Having reaped such a lovely reward from his breasts I now wanted his monstrously huge cock inside my pussy hole & presented it to him, he very skillfully opened it out, lubed me up & slowly pushed it in right to his huge balls, I felt so full & the sensation of his powerfully jerking cock inside me fuelled my lust to new heights, my thoughts wanted him to be wearing sheer white linen summer trousers with stockings, suspenders & cocksock briefs underneath, I wanted him to be wearing a bra with see through cups underneath a sheer white short sleeve school shirt, perhaps he may want to wear a see through crotch length micro skirt or high heels, the right handbag would suit him nicely & to see him smoking one of his joints from a long cigarette holder would turn me on indeed.

Vivian has his own views on the wearing of panties, Arne's choice is somewhat limited to panties which could contain his huge cock & fortunately he has a lot of contacts, who specialize in the supply of erotic clothing to transsexuals & cross dressers.

My thoughts quickly returned to this young teen Viking who skillfully plowed into me with his huge cock, the tingling in my balls reached awesome heights, spunk was rising up my cock like an express & I haven't even touched my cock, now huge jets of spunk were flying out of my cock with such hugely powerful contractions, I was so worked up with this teen that I was blasting spunk out like a hot blooded teen, my chute was clenching furiously onto Arne's cock triggering his powerful orgasm making him scream, he was seeing stars uttering a string of expletives in Danish, his spunk was flooding inside me with hot powerful huge gushes, I felt every single one of them, it was so awesome it had to be the most powerful cock I've ever experienced, those contractions really were hard powerful jerks, all this done amazing things to my prostate adding to the intensity of my orgasm, I felt 15 hot gushes & the jerking just continued, we had the most amazing afterglows lying together in a lovers embrace & there were beads of breast milk on his nipples, we must have laid there for ages & all the time it felt heavenly, I could feel his spunk trickling out from my pussy & he certainly delivered me a huge load, whilst talking to each other I asked him.

"How would you like to dress up just like Rob & Patrick?"

"I have always wanted to do that, I love the way their cocks hang down from under their skirts, if you can get me clothes like theirs I want to wear the same underwear & bras they do but they must be bright red in colour."

"I'll arrange that for you, I will need your measurements which I'll do in the morning."

He rolled up a joint, lit it & we shared it then he asked me after planting a lover's kiss on my lips.

"Tom, there's something I have always wanted to ask you," he took a long pause whilst he took another pull on the joint & inhaled. "May I please come & live with you?"

It was a lovely thought from this teen & he really was a lovely teenager, I really wanted someone like him to share my life with, planted him a good long lover's kiss & replied. "Of course you can."

During the following days I helped Arne move in using the Honda dealer's pick up, I placed his Honda onto the hydraulic motorcycle life ready for us to work on it & quickly stripped his engine down which fortunately was still mechanically sound, he cleaned all the parts during the evenings using my wash tank & because he had now started his apprenticeship Vivian ordered a package containing 5 sheets of .5mm gasket material from Hi-level, a major after market parts supplier, each sheet is coloured red & is 400mm square making it ideal for taking copies from original gaskets using a very fine point pen, I purely intended this to be a training exercise for him & from some incomplete sets which were stored in a large box (something which most motorcycle shops seem to accumulate) the crankcase centre, clutch cover & cylinder base gaskets were fastened to the material with masking tape which was on a large board, Arne skillfully drew around the gaskets, marked out the holes, cut them out with a modeling knife & punched out the holes with hollow hole punches, whilst this was going on, Jordan came into the garage & watched him with a lot of interest & amazement, Arne finally offered the finished gaskets up to the engine cases & they were a perfect fit, he beamed a huge smile at his sense of achievement, Jordan went into the house & made the coffees & we sat down talking about how the day went, my mobile phone rang with Robert from Australia with the good news that Aviation welding together with John's son had successfully completed the repair on the cylinder head plus having it vapour blasted, the oilways cleaned out & finally wrapped up in bubble wrap to travel in Robert's suitcase, it was the best news for Arne.

The following evening saw Arne, Jordan & Damian cleaning parts of the machine; I had reassembled the engine during the day with new bearings, timing chain, tensioner guides, oil seals & was on my workbench awaiting the repaired cylinder head, the parts from David Silver spares had already arrived together with the tyres which Vivian ordered, the machine looked quite respectable & within 2 days the engine would once again purr into life after languishing in the back of the workshop gathering dust for almost 30 years.

I certainly had a full day the following day with Robert landing at Heathrow around 6am, all I needed to do was collect him, return home & tuck him into bed, Jordan remained overnight in my house & the following morning both Him & Arne would cook our breakfasts, (I remember the Qantas TV commercial saying their passengers arrive in the UK in time for bacon & eggs & they were about to deliver that promise to Robert), after breakfasts it was off to Birmingham with Jordan to collect both his father's & Mark's frames, collect a box of BSA Bantam parts for Mark's machine from C & D autos & crack on with building it to a 2 week deadline for filming, all in all it made for a hectic day to arrive home with Robert still sleeping, Arne with a huge smile on his face holding his cylinder head with a Chinese take away delivery arriving a few minutes later.

We ate our meals then went out to the garage, fitted Arne's cylinder head to his engine which fortunately was a complete assembly with valve gear, camshaft & contact breaker housings & assembly, Robert had indeed secured a nice bargain, the engine was refitted to the machine, the last few parts were fitted, I switched on the ignition & the electrics came to life, I tried all the lights & the horn, put some fuel in the tank, moved the choke lever up & kicked the engine over.

After a couple of kicks the engine burst into life after a 30 year layoff, it sounded so sweet just like a new machine, as it warmed up I moved the choke lever down to off & it was ticking over nicely, Vivian turned up on his Honda CR750 blipping the throttle twice with a loud raucous roar similar to a grand prix racing car, switched off the ignition, dismounted & placed the triangular stand into the hollow rear wheel spindle to park the machine which had woken Robert up.

He was still jet lagged & yawned as he came outside & gazed at Vivian's Honda in complete surprise asking.

"Is that what I think it is? How did you get hold of such a bike, they're bloody rare as hen's teeth."

"I built it up over a number of years & yes, it's not an original factory racer, I shudder to think what it cost me to build her, you would probably need a mortgage to build another one."

Robert entered the garage & looked at Arne's Honda CB100, Arne's face was beaming with pride & Vivian said. "You've done a really nice job of fixing it up."

Robert said, "I haven't seen one of these for years, she's a real beauty, you must have had an awful job getting parts for it," looking at Arne he said. "You have to start your motorcycling career somewhere."

"I replied pointing to Vivian. "He's the guru for getting hold of parts, that's why he's the top Honda parts manager around here."

Robert looked at John's BSA bantam, the 2 frames & the collection of BSA bantam parts on the bench with its immaculately cleaned engine, Jordan said with pride. "That one's mine."

"Tommo, you've got yourself a bloody bike shop here, let's go inside for some coffee."

After our coffees, Jordan left to go home, I popped over to Mark at the film crew to give him the good news leaving Arne with Robert, knowing that I would be gone for at least 2 hours Arne moved in on him & Robert certainly hadn't lost his old flames as the Viking caused his lust towards him to fire up on all cylinders, moments he'd been waiting a long time for since seeing the videos of the island.

He slowly & sensuously stripped off Roberts clothes seeing his heavy pre-cum leakage staining on his frilly nylon panties where his cock must have been spewing out pre-cum for most of the flight in anticipation of what was to come, he too loved to wear women's underclothes under his own & sometimes wore speedo swimming trunks as underwear, a trait which he picked up from John all those years ago when he arrived in Australia as a teenager & stayed with Robert's family with the pair of them sharing the same bedroom having became both lifelong friends & sex partners.

Arne's hands skillfully glided over Robert's body, he too was the same age as John at 54 still looking athletic with a full head of graying blond hair, the most striking blue eyes & sporting 8.5 inches of red bull can sized rock hard cock which was spewing pre-cum onto the carpet, with both of them totally naked they embraced & fondled each other with love towards each other before Arne presented him with his teen pussy hole ready to accept Robert's invading cock.

He pushed it slowly inside him using the pre-cum soaking the head of his cock as lube which went straight in, rampant lust coursed through his body as he plowed his cock into the teen; he certainly knew how to press all the teen's buttons with his skilful hands sending electric shock waves through Arne, in a few moments, Arne's huge cock blew out a volley of huge powerful cum shots by itself which flew everywhere as he screamed at his orgasm, his powerfully clenching chute was too much for Robert, even he was uttering loud expletives & almost screaming as he flooded a huge load of hot cum into Arne.

The entire living room smelled of sex, Robert certainly noticed that his nipples have been leaking as he plowed into him, he scooped up his breast milk with a finger & tasted it, the sweetness of the teen's elixir surprised him as he uttered a loud hum. For the following few minutes they sat down in the settee enjoying their afterglows as Arne rolled up a joint & smoked it with his newly bought long cigarette holder whilst Robert's cum ran out from his pussy hole like a faucet onto the settee, I returned from Mark's with some beer to find them both naked in a lover's embrace fast asleep on the settee with the living room smelling of both sex & weed, not wanting to disturb them, I put the beer in the fridge, had a good wank whilst taking a shower, dried off & returned downstairs totally naked to make a cup of coffee, rob one of Arne's joints, check my emails & scour ebay.

The following morning, Arne's package had arrived express courier from Thailand, Vivian now handles the clothing orders for the group as he also operates a small time business of selling raunchy women's & cross dressers lingerie together with faithful replicas of vintage nylon male speedo swimming trunks &c, his hottest selling item is white single skinned replica nylon speedos which go totally transparent when wet, Vivian had repackaged the box adding items from his own stocks & Arne glanced lovingly through them, he held up the white see through nylon nightie against his body feeling the lovely sensuous caressing feel of the garment, his wishes have now been answered as he too could dress up as a teenage girl.

The plan for the evening was to dress him up, Damian came round on his Honda C100 cub & changed into his schoolgirl uniform, he then assisted Arne into changing into his teen girl's clothes, having showered & dried off he first of all put on his red nylon cocksock briefs, his red garter belt & slowly Damian carefully rolled on a black pair of opaque stockings as he hadn't yet shaved his legs, adjusted & fitted the clamps, next he fitted & adjusted the bra, then Arne put on the micro skirt & a pair of black gloss high heeled boots, finally he put on a blouse shirt with another tie from the girl's school next to his, they both combed their hair in front of a mirror & finally Damian applied lipstick to Arne's lips & they were both ready to go out.

Arne checked he had everything inside his handbag which I added to by giving him a packet of condoms & a bottle of poppers & then drove them into town where they walked with me along the high street, as he walked he quickly learned to walk like a woman in his high heeled boots which Damian was teaching him, he became confident that he too could be in public dressed as a teenage girl even though both of them had their exposed nylon sheathed cocks dangling as they walked, they did get a number of looks from teenage lads & apart from a couple of wolf whistles no one bothered them although a slight breeze blew along the street giving them a nice cool sensation on their cocks & underneath their skirts, Arne was definitely not used to this experience although he did find it highly erotic.

His next experience was me taking them to the dogging car park, thoughts of someone gazing at him & moving in on him fuelled his lust for what may come & his huge cock became rock hard & started oozing pre-cum through the bright red nylon sheath encasing his cock, they both sat on the bonnet of my car & lit up their cigarettes in their long cigarette holders, a few moments later a BMW pulled into the car park, its woman driver in her 30's opened the door, sat astride the driver's seat with her stockinged legs apart & lit up a cigarette, as she sat there sometimes glancing at them I plainly saw her white panties which had a huge bulge, a closer look revealed that she wore a wig & I spotted the Adam's apple on her neck, there was no doubting that she was a she-male, she had large breasts without a bra under her thin black nylon camisole top which plainly revealed her huge protruding nipples the size of a man's thumb against huge dark areolas, these had to be the largest nipples I have ever seen & they constantly oozed breast milk through her camisole top, she also wore a tight fitting red micro skirt with a black garter belt holding up her tan coloured sheer nylon stockings & a pair of high heeled slip on shoes, she got out of her car, shut the door, pressed the alarm remote & walked over to the pair of them sat on the bonnet of my car & quietly greeted them saying.

"You 2 look really nice, I see that you're both wearing the same tie, I take it you both go to the same school," she looked down seeing both their nylon encased cocks saying.

"I see that you both have something for me, would you like to accompany me?" they walked across the car park into the woods whilst I remained in the car & no sooner had they entered the track inside the woods she pulled down the waistband of her panties which allowed her monstrously long cock to dangle the tip of which reached her knees, her cock was the same thickness as Arne's except it was longer, they came to the clearing where Damian's mum had sex with Rob & Pat, they estimated her rock hard cock to be about 15 inches long & it was dripping an ever lengthening bead of gooey pre-cum, she hiked up her camisole revealing her large breasts with their huge leaking nipples & begged them to suckle onto a nipple each, like Damian's mum, her breast milk also tasted of cum, they both greedily suckled her generous offering which flowed into their eager mouths, their suckling & the milk flowing out from her breasts gave her intense tingling sensations in her balls & her monstrously huge cock was jerking powerfully with her twitches, she moaned loudly as those feelings built up to a powerful orgasm & no one had even touched her cock, the twitching became wilder & her cock erupted with a huge volume of cum spraying out everywhere for several feet & over their clothes as breast milk sprayed into their mouths.

She now presented her pussy hole to Arne who pushed his huge cock inside her & went straight in whilst holding her hips & she sucked on Damian's cock, Arne plowed into her like a rapist possessed & she was moaning very loudly, Arne didn't take long to unload his spunk into her & with his powerful jets flooding into her he was uttering Danish expletives loudly at the intensity of his orgasm as another torrent of cum flew out of her cock over Damian just as he unloaded his teen spunk into her eager mouth.

Although the session had only lasted a few moments, those few moments were the most intense Arne & Damian had ever experienced, they both arrived back at my car plastered in cum with huge sheepish grins on their faces, I drove them back to my house where they showered, threw their clothes in the washing machine & sat down on the settee naked waiting for the Chinese take away to be delivered, after the meals were finished, I retired to my bed with Arne whilst Damian retired with Robert for another night of raunchy sex, the following morning Both Arne & Damian were so tired they refused to get out of bed finally getting up around 12 o'clock noon.

Robert & I spent the day re-assembling Mark's BSA Bantam which Arne rode carefully to the film crew as the machine required the engine to be run in & he was brought back by one of their drivers, it was now the turn of Jordan's father to have his machine reassembled which I collected that same evening together with Jordan for another sleepover with more raunchy sex in bed with him.

The following day we busied ourselves reassembling his father's BSA Bantam & completed it leaving us enough time to ride it to the Honda Dealer for it's MOT, to kill 2 birds with one stone I rang Mark at the film crew asking him to check if his machine also required a ticket, he checked through his documents & suddenly realized that his machine's MOT had expired, he read out the details on the registration document with the mileage & I replied.

"I'm in the process of doing one at the moment, I'll run yours down & you can have a look at your mate's one & chat to his boy over a coffee."

"Sounds good to me, see you later," then the call ended.

I already had the first machine logged onto MOT Computerisation & had to busy myself with starting to prepare a 1978 BMW R80/7 which Vivian had in the shop, John had done the deal with Vivian for this motorcycle which would be the machine both John & Robert would be riding to the Isle of Man to watch the TT races, whilst I was working on the BMW Vivian was in the office with Jordan plowing his cock into his teen pussy hole breeding him with another load of spunk, I could hear Jordan's screams as Vivian sucked hard onto his gushing cock creating his highly intense orgasm.

I printed off Jordan's father's MOT certificate; logged Mark's BSA Bantam onto MOT computerisation & carried on working on the BMW, I still hadn't finished working on the machine when I printed Mark's BSA bantam's MOT certificate off, I now logged the BMW onto MOT computerisation & carried on working on it which was almost finished & I started the machine up, despite the machine's age it was in pristine condition, had a full service history from new by a dealer in nearby Gerrards Cross, this machine was a dealer's holy grail being somewhat of a rarity to deal with such a fine machine, with the machine now finished I slowly rode the BMW whilst Jordan rode the BSA Bantam to Mark at the film crew, waiting for the machine also was Jordan's father & his face lit up like a beacon when he saw the machine exclaiming.

"Oh my god, she's a real beauty, I never thought I would see the day that pile of bits would become a motorcycle again."

"What's made that possible is the frame builder making you a replica frame which has been faithfully copied from Mark's frame & believe me, it's absolutely correct, then of course was the hours we all spent cleaning & refurbishing those parts, we're all proud to have built it for you & the same goes for Mark's machine."

We sat in the museum with our coffees talking over old times, I handed both Jordan's father's & Mark's MOT certificates with Mark looking at me with a sheepish grin, Jordan's father rode off on his machine with his son on the pillion & I rode the BMW home, parked it in the garage & called John on his cellphone.

Robert spent the following day sorting out his spare clothes & camping kit, his clothes &c would be packed into one pannier, John's would be packed into the second pannier whilst the top box would contain their sleeping bags & groundsheets & the tank bag would contain my old US Army pup tent, their mess tins, cutlery, camping stove & spare naptha fuel, they would be taking turns riding a heavily laden machine.

Just before I retired I watched them both depart on the BMW on their journey to the Isle of Man, a journey they had previously made over 40 years ago on an old side valve ex British army 500cc BSA M20 during their gap year, that machine is now parked inside John's garage at Seabrook in Australia, their destination on the Isle of Man is the Quayles Glenough dairy farm which is the same campsite they used back then, I know that their love for each other has endured since they were 15 & is for life, they will both be enjoying each other in that old US army pup tent, I can't wait until their return, all the lads are either at school or college, Arne's working & he can look after himself so I called Rick & decided to spend some time on board his boat for a few days.

The end, or maybe?