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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 17 By 'The Colonel'
When we turned in we found the boys had gone into their double room leaving the big bed in my room for the three of us. You will have to believe me when I tell you that nothing whatsoever took place in our bed that night.
WE WERE ABSOLUTELY KNACKERED!!
The next morning I was up early and cooked breakfast for Lizzie, Minnie and the twins and got them away to their various places of work and education. Simon surfaced at about 10 o'clock and said that he had a fairly big job on in the next village and that Jason had offered to give him a hand. I told him not to overtax Jason as he was still fairly weak and Simon said he was taking Jason more for the company than to help with the work. I cooked breakfast for them and they went off to work at about 11 o'clock. I went next door to see Tony and He told me that arrangements had been made with the brewery for him to take over the new pub as soon as the present landlords could move out, probably in about three week's time.
I pointed out that this would correspond with the twins' birthday and told him that they had asked whether we could have a camping weekend to celebrate. He said that he though this was a great idea, but he would like us all to have dinner at the new pub on his opening night as a way of celebrating their birthday with their siblings and family.
I told him that Minnie, Simon and Jason would be coming in to see him to discuss the terms of their caretaking and managing the present pub within the next few days.
Tony thanked me then excused himself as he had the cellar to attend to.
I went back home and found the phone ringing when I got in. It was Minnie. He had called on a young man to give him physiotherapy after a groin strain and had found that the rest of his family had gone on holiday and left him alone in the house. Whilst he was 19 years old and would normally be old enough to look after himself, Minnie considered that there might be a danger of him falling and hurting himself, especially when negotiating the stairs. He wondered whether we could temporarily extend the family further and take him in until his own family returned in about ten days.
I said, of course, that he would be welcome to come and stay and Minnie asked if I could pick him up a little later after he had had time to pack a bag. I reminded Minnie that he would need very little to stay with us and I agreed to collect him at 3 o'clock that afternoon.
Minnie told me that his name was Shaun and that he would be ready and waiting.
How exciting' I thought, a new addition to the family. What surprises did the world have in store for us today?'
I had some lunch and made sure the twin-bedded room was fairly tidy and made some space for Shaun's clothes among the others.
At about 2.30 I set off to pick him up and had some difficulty in finding his house as it was in a very rural location with no signposts. I eventually got there at about 3.10 and knocked on the door. I heard a call of `Come in' and went inside what turned out to be a charming 17th Century farmhouse. Shaun was struggling to get up from the sofa so I rushed to give him a hand. I could see that he was in a fair amount of pain and was embarrassed at having to hold himself in the nether regions to help ease the discomfort.
Shaun was around six feet tall and appeared to be quite well built with a sporty physique without being too muscular. He had jet black hair worn fairly short and piercing green eyes. His lips were definitely kissable and I looked forward to exploring the rest of his body. His feet were bare and he shuffled them into some sandals ready to go. He asked me if I could bring his bag and directed me to his bedroom. When I got to his room there were none of the usual pin-up pictures but plenty of football posters including a very large one of a bare-chested, barefoot David Beckham right opposite the foot of the bed. The room was typical of any teenager and smelled of stale pizza, unwashed socks and testosterone.
I grabbed his bag from the bed and went downstairs. Sorry about the state of my room' he said with the very faintest taint of an Irish brogue, I haven't really had time to clean it.'
`It looks like it has been some time since it was done' I joked and he grinned sheepishly. What a grin! I believe he could lure anyone into bed with that grin and those eyes. Only time will tell ....
I took his bag out to the car then went back and helped him out of the house making sure that the door was securely locked behind us. When he saw the Jag his eyes lit up. I've never ridden in such style' he said normally I get a lift on the tractor or in the Land Rover'.
We drove home and I helped him into the house and showed him, around downstairs. I was going to leave upstairs until later but he asked if he could have a bath as he had not been able to have one since his folks had gone on holiday several days earlier.
We managed to get upstairs very slowly and I showed him the twin-bedded room. I said he could normally use the guest bathroom but it would be easier today if he used my en suite as it would be easier for me to keep an eye on. He asked me if I could help him to undress and get in the bath and I asked him if a shower wouldn't be easier. He said that there was no shower at home and he preferred to soak in a bath.
Whilst the bath was running I first took off his sandals, then his jumper and shirt revealing, as I had suspected, a very firm body without being over-muscular with a moderate amount of wiry hair and very dark nipples. I could tell that he was embarrassed and told him not to worry as I had seen it all before. I undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, making sure that I fumbled a bit and rubbed his cock through his pants. I pulled down his jeans and he stepped out of them and took a deep breath. He was obviously fairly excited as the bulge in his pants was growing by the second. I looked up at him and he was blushing bright red. As he was wearing very tight briefs or `slips' as they are now known, I took the waistband and pulled it down to reveal his jet black pubic hair then released the material caught between his legs and under his scrotum. The bulge continued to grow through all this and he apologised again for his excited state. I repeated that it did not matter to me (which, of course, it did). I gave a last tug downwards and all was now revealed. I had always been led to believe that Irish lads were well-endowed and if Shaun was anything to go by, it was certainly true. His cock was not yet fully hard and approaching nine inches and quite thick compared to mine and almost as thick as Minnie's. As I helped him into the bath his cock was rising and pulsing with his heartbeat and I had the greatest difficulty in not grabbing it there and then.
We got him sitting down and I gave him a sponge and a face cloth and some soap, but he pointed out that he couldn't strain to reach his feet and lower legs and asked if I could wash them for him. I did so with pleasure and while I was thus occupied I explained about who lived in the house and how they had come to be here. I could see his brain working overtime trying to work out how there could be so many people in a three-bedroomed house and yet he could have a room to himself. By this time I had washed both of his rather large, bony feet and had worked my way up his legs to above the knee. There was no sign of him stopping me so I carried on upwards. In view of his obvious curiosity about sleeping arrangements I had to come clean and say that some of us were gay (actually all but one, and he was bi-sexual).
His hands immediately came down to cover his cock and unfortunately hit with such force that he sent a shower of water all over me and struck the most painful part of his groin in the process. He immediately howled and tears sprang to his eyes. As the pain diminished he noticed how wet I was and started to apologise. I laughed and told him not to worry and assured him that he did not need to cover himself up as I had no intention (I lied) of invading the privacy of his private regions without invitation. I excused myself for a moment and took off my wet tee shirt and jeans (revealing to him my own cock) then went into the bedroom and put on some dry ones. I decided to give him, a few minutes to get used to things before I returned.
By the time I got back he had composed himself and apologised for his reaction when I said that some of us were gay. I said that it was a natural reaction under the circumstances but that nobody in this house was forced into anything they didn't want to do. I noticed that his erection had subsided so I asked him if I should wash his back and he agreed without demur. While I was doing so he said that he had had a crush on a boy at school once and that they had sometimes played around together (I discovered he meant mutual masturbation) but that he had been more interested in girls, but since he had left school he had had little or no chance of any form of sex because as his folks were getting older he had to spend more and more time on the farm. In fact, they had expected him to run it single-handed while they were away but he had insisted that he needed a break as well and they had arranged for a neighbouring farmer to look after it.
I heard the front door slam and told Shaun that he was about to meet the twins.
The boys came dashing into the bathroom and I introduced them to Shaun and explained his situation. The boys told him that if he needed any help they would be pleased to assist. The boys then disappeared through the other door into their room and got out of their school uniform. The next thing we knew was that they were standing naked before us waiting for the shower to warm up. I could not help but notice that Shaun's cock was on the move again, which encouraged me to think that we might be in for a very interesting ten days.
As the boys got in the shower I got some towels and stood Shaun up with some difficulty and explained to him that the dress code in the house was tee shirt and shorts or nothing. He laughed and said it was a good job he had a couple of each with him. His cock was still rising and was pretty rigid by the time he had climbed out of the bath. I took a towel and stood behind him and started rubbing his shoulders dry. I noticed that he had a series of little birthmarks on his left shoulder, almost in the shape of a heart. I worked my way down his back and when I got to his waist I waited to see if there was any reaction before I went lower. Nothing happened so I gently started to rub his bum cheeks, then down his crack and finally that sensitive little bit between the anus and the ball sack. I could swear that me moaned a little but changed it into a little cough, as if clearing his throat.
I knelt on one knee and asked him to turn around so I could dry his lower legs and feet. I did not think that he had heard me, so I repeated myself and he said that this would be rather embarrassing. I got up and walked round in front of him and there, standing fully to attention was 10.5", YES! Ten-and-a-half inches or prime Irish meat.
I smiled, said very nice' and knelt in front of him. Right foot' I said and he put it up on my knee. As I dried him his cock was swinging too and fro in front of my eyes and I could hardly keep my mouth away from it. `Left foot' I said and he swapped over, saying that this was the most awkward position because of his groin strain. I told him that it must be a strain having to support what was poking me in the face. He apologised yet again and I asked his if he wanted any help with it.
He looked me in the eye and said `I think it's a bit too soon to think about that'.
Just as you wish' I said as the boys came out of the shower. I'll leave the boys to help you with getting dressed and get downstairs and start the dinner.
The boys were wide-eyed when they saw Shaun's erection and the poor fellow didn't know where to put himself, but Ben led him gently by the hand back to his bedroom and I left them to it.
When Minnie came home Shaun was having a lie down, the boys having helped him to dress and so Minnie went up to see him and have a quick look to see how things were going.
Jason and Simon came home shortly afterwards and went up to introduce themselves to Shaun. After they had showered and changed out of their working gear I got everybody downstairs and as there were so many of us now I suggested we eat in the dining room.
After dinner Minnie, Jason and Simon went next door to see Tony about the future of the pub and their caretaking and managing it.
The rest of us sat and watched the television and made conversation. The twins wanted to know how Shaun had injured himself and asked him about his accent. He told us that his family had come over from Ireland when he was seven and had lived on the farm ever since. His parents had had him late in life and they were now approaching retirement and very soon the farm would be his.
When bedtime came Minnie said that he would sleep in Shaun's room in case he was needed during the night, Simon decided he would like a night with the boys which left Jason and me to share my bed.
I had told Jason about my time with Shaun and he decided that he would like to have a bath if I would do the same for him, i.e. wash and dry the parts he couldn't reach easily. Jason had already had a shower when he got home from work and he smelled absolutely gorgeous. I undressed him as I had Shaun and he was almost fully aroused when he sat in the bath. He decided that his arms were not really long enough to reach any part of his body so I was given the arduous duty (ahem) of washing him all over (and under). I marvelled once again that he had never grown any pubic hair, in fact apart from on his head there was very little hair anywhere, just a few under his arms. He only needed to shave about once a week and then it was only downy fluff.
I took great care when I washed his genitals being sure not to aggravate any of his wounds, but they were so much better now that he was almost back to normal physically (the court case against his assailants was the following Monday and once this was over he could put everything behind him and get his life completely together again.)
I got him out of the bath and started to dry him and kissed each square inch as I did so. I did his back first and when I got to his bum I set my tongue working in his crack. He got himself very worked up and I broke off before things got out of hand as I didn't want to aggravate internal injuries. I dried his front and left his cock `til last. We were both getting horny by now and I took him in my mouth and slowly worked my tongue around the head, then up and down the shaft. As I took the whole of his cock he started thrusting and pushing deep inside me. I grabbed his arse and gently slid a finger inside, which roused him even further and I started to feel his cock stiffen and swell. He shot his load deep into my throat and collapsed on top of me. As I looked up at him I was aware of a slight movement out of the corner of my eye. Somebody was standing in my bedroom by the partly open bathroom door. I could see a pair of underpants and the only person in the house not sleeping naked would have to be Shaun.
I did not draw attention to the fact that I had seen him and by now Jason was regaining his strength and whispered in my ear `I want you to fuck me tonight'.
I could not believe my ears. This gorgeous hunk of boy (or man, really,) was asking this old man to fuck him. `Are you absolutely sure that you're ready for this?' I asked him.
`Bob, I know that I can trust you above everyone else one hundred percent. The others might get carried away being younger and may not want to stop if I am in pain or want to stop for any other reason, but I believe that you will respect anything I ask, so yes, I'm ready'.
I took Jason by the hand and said more loudly `Stay where you are, Shaun' and led Jason into my bedroom.
Shaun asked how I knew he was there and I told him that I had spotted his underpants and everybody else slept naked. I explained that Jason was recovering from an attack and that he had asked me to fuck him for the first time since that had happened and that if Shaun was really curious he could watch. Shaun said that he had heard our voices in the bathroom and his curiosity had got the better of him and as Minnie was asleep and snoring he had come to investigate himself.
I took Jason and laid him lovingly on the bed. I stripped off my tee shirt and shorts and lay next to him. We were in each others arms kissing for a few moments and then I asked Jason what would be his preferred position. He said he would like to be on his back.
I pulled him so that his arse was at the foot of the bed and lifted his legs in the air. I got down on my knees and started to kiss his arse cheeks and lick along his crack. I asked Shaun to pass the KY jelly from the dressing table and gave us both a good greasing. I stole a glance at Shaun and he had an expression of fascination on his face and a huge swelling in his underpants. I raised Jason's perfect feet on to my shoulders and very gently pointed my rock hard cock into his crack and ever so slowly penetrated his inner sanctum. Both Jason and Shaun (who had moved closer) caught their breath. I asked Jason if he was OK and he smiled and nodded. I pushed in a little further and then further again until my pubes were touching his low-hanging balls.
As I started to slowly move in and out Shaun could hold out no longer and lowered his underpants and took himself in hand. I smiled at him and he shook his head in wonder at what he was watching. I manoeuvred my cock so that it was rubbing Jason's prostate with every thrust and he was making a great deal of noise. This really turned me on and I started to get "that feeling" pretty quickly.
Jason's breathing quickened and I could tell he was very close to climax. I looked down once again at this gorgeous creature who was allowing me to violate his most private orifice and cold hold out no longer. I blew my load there and then and Jason followed me about ten seconds after, spraying himself from head hair to pubic hair.
Shaun was making urgent noises now and I reached out my left hand to him and he moved a little closer and allowed me to take his cock in my hand. Within seconds he came over Jason's stomach, my left hip and all over my hand. He shuddered so much that I feared he had aggravated his groin strain, but it was pure ecstasy that had occasioned the shuddering. I lay on the bed with Jason and we kissed again.
Shaun told us that he hadn't realised that sex between men could be so tender and loving and that he had really enjoyed the experience, although he was quick to add that he still considered himself heterosexual.
He made as if to go back to his own room, pulling up his pants, but I invited him to join us for the night, no strings other than he remove his underpants. He grinned, said there was nothing more to hide and removed them. He hesitated just before he got into bed. `You won't expect me to take part in any ...erm...'
I've already told you', I said, Nothing is forced on anybody in this house, now get your arse in this bed so I can grab a handful of that huge Irish weapon of yours!'
Please be gentle' he pleaded don't forget my injuries!' Then he laughed aloud and climbed in. I grabbed my handful and fell fast asleep, covered in semen and not caring in the least.
The Colonel
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