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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 27 By 'The Colonel
Simon took Josh into the shower, cleaned him up and made sure he emptied his bladder before bed.
Silence fell rapidly on the household as we were all, by this time, absolutely knackered!
Tuesday dawned and it was grey again. I roused Robbie (in more than one sense) and showered with him. That boy has magic hands. I swear I could feel electric shocks as he soaped my back and when he got down to my arse I could really feel the current flowing. His soapy fingers slipped inside, followed shortly afterwards by his soapy cock. His hands then encircled my waist and slowly dropped to my cock, which by this time was pulsing with my heartbeat. Just as we were approaching climax we heard someone in the toilet and as I peeped round the shower screen there was Josh sitting on the toilet, his erect cock pointing at the ceiling and his legs closed tight so that as his piss shot in the air it landed on his legs, but did not fall through into the pan, but formed a lake in his lap. When he had finished he cupped some into his hands and drank it down, then opened his legs and let the piss fall through into the pan, rubbing his wet hands all over his chest.
I whispered to Robbie what I had seen just as he came inside me, and I was so turned on that I shot my load without even touching myself. Josh joined us in the shower and Robbie set about washing him all over, paying particular attention to his piss equipment. I climbed out of the shower and dried myself while the sounds of Josh's moans of pleasure filled the air. It did not take long before he came as well and both boys came out of the shower together. I handed Robbie a dry towel, but as there was only one spare in the bathroom Josh grabbed my damp one and used it on himself.
Robbie went off to do his paper round saying that he would come back later and collect Josh.
I went back to bed with the twins and a rather damp Josh joined us grinning contentedly, and just as I was dozing off again I heard Simon joining Jason in the next room and shortly afterwards the bedsprings began to creak rhythmically.
The next thing I knew Robbie was climbing back into bed with us and snuggling up to me for warmth. His hands were absolutely freezing and he put them in the warmest place he knew -- MY COCK!
As I now had the four boys with me I declared an extra day's holiday from school so they could get over the late night before (and so that I could have a couple of hours fun and games). I called through into the next room that Simon and Jason should get up and go to work and reluctantly they roused themselves and had a long intimate shower.
I picked up the bedroom phone and rang the school, saying that the twins and Robbie would not be in today and explained about the party the night before. I didn't like to mention that I had Ben's cock in my other hand and that Bill had my cock in his.
And so the five of us lay there with wandering hands and lips. Those four lads certainly knew how to make an old man very happy.
Simon and Jason came in and said good-bye. They were both going to be in the pub today as it was Ray's day off and he was spending it with Shaun.
We spent the morning lazily fondling, caressing, cuddling and generally pleasing and loving one another. I really cannot emphasise enough how very important I felt this was in any relationship and the fact that I was passing this on to the younger generation gave me great satisfaction (and a raging hard-on)!!!
At around midday Robbie and Josh went home and after a quick lunch I suggested to the twins that they might like to go to the camping showrooms to pick out their equipment. They jumped at the chance so we piled into the Jaguar and a little over an hour later the boys were the proud owners of two 6-berth frame tents (around £400.00 each) and everything else they needed like folding chairs and tables, a large cooking stove, water containers, tent pegs, hanging larder, cold boxes and everything else you could think of. Delivery was arranged for the next day and when we got home I set them to work clearing a space in the garage where we could store it all. This was no great task as Minnie had cleared all of his belongings from the garage to put in his new flat.
The boys were quite excited by their purchases and grabbed the calendar to set a date for their next camp. I suggested that they might wait for the school holidays and then we might be able to go back to Shaun's farm for a full week and maybe people who couldn't spare the whole week could visit for one or two nights. They thought it was a great idea and went into the dining room to make a list of who they wanted to invite. I knew that Ben was keen on a couple of their school friends and looked on this as a possible opportunity to see if they were up for fun and games. They turned on the CCTV monitor to see if anything was happening but the cottage was empty, so they left it switched on knowing that if anyone entered they would set of the bleep from the magic eye.
Jason came home for a break and told us that Deidre, the pub cook, had made a large bowl of chilli as the day's special and there was quite a bit left, so he suggested that we might like to pop into the pub later and have it for dinner. I thanked him, and as I now did not have to prepare and evening meal I went upstairs to rest for an hour.
I woke with the afternoon sun streaming through the bedroom window right on to me. I was too hot to get dressed and wandered downstairs naked. The boys had had a snack and left their dirty dishes in the sink and I had not washed up that morning's breakfast things. Looking out of the kitchen window as I washed up I saw that the garden needed a good hosing so I asked the boys if they could do it for me. As they went out of the front door the vicar was passing and asked them if I was in as he wanted to have a quick word about using one of the club's minibuses.
Ben said that if he went round to the side of the house he could speak to me through the kitchen window. So there I was, stark naked, chatting to the vicar. Of course, the vicar could not see my lower half which gave Bill and idea.
Let me explain that as well as the normal stainless steel kitchen sink I also have an old-fashioned `butler' sink with a hollow space underneath. Bill thought it would be great fun if he crawled on his hands and knees and positioned himself in that hollow, then took my cock in his mouth and proceeded to suck for all he was worth, sliding his hands round to my arse and running up and down my crack and eventually pushing a finger right up inside me.
So now, not only was I chatting naked to the vicar, I was also being sucked and penetrated at the same time!
Ben came in to find out what Bill was up to and could not believe his eyes. I was trying to keep a straight face and a level voice and all Ben could do was laugh his head off. Eventually Ben came and stood next to me, pulled down his shorts took my left hand and wrapped it around his cock. I had to fake a coughing fit to cover my moans of ecstasy and just as the vicar was about to leave I shot my load into Bill's mouth.
`Aaaaahhhh! Sorry, vicar, I have the most awful cramp I'm afraid you'll have to excuse me' I said. The vicar went on his way totally unaware of what had been going on and the twins received a good spanking (administered with the open hand and most enjoyable all round, then one thing led to another and ....
At the appointed hour we went and had dinner in the pub and when I had finished and went and checked the clubroom and made a note of any supplies we needed so I could get them before we met on Thursday evening. I went back into the bar and the twins were chatting to Minnie who had just got in from work. Minnie had had a particularly gruelling day and was having a well-earned drink before he went upstairs to his flat. The boys asked him if he was lonely living on his own, especially after the hustle and bustle of living in `our house'.
Minnie said that he was enjoying the solitude for the moment and that he might be asking his boyfriend to move in with him. The boys were pestering Minnie for details of this mysterious boyfriend when I joined them but he was still reluctant to talk about him. The twins told him that if he got lonely they would be more than willing to spend the odd evening with him, and even stay overnight occasionally.
I went to lock up the cottage for the night and the boys went into the house. When I entered the cottage there were two men at the urinal standing next to one another. I went and stood close to them and when it became apparent that I wasn't there to pee they relaxed and started masturbating one another. I let my penis go and fondled myself slowly watching the action. The man closest to me reached out his hand and I went and stood so that he could reach me. He reached inside my flies and gently pulled out my balls and began to play with them. Normally this does not give me a great deal of pleasure but this man seemed to have magic fingers and before I knew it I was becoming VERY aroused. We formed a triangle and each worked on the man to our right so the `ball player' was still working on me.
I started to feel my orgasm approaching and whispered that I didn't want to cum yet, so he left my balls alone and played instead with my pubic hair, then returned to working on my cock. The third man' started to moan and catch his breath and within a few seconds he shot the most enormous load, mainly over the ball player' and me. He hastily zipped up and left us to it and we carried on for some time more. I started to feel excited again and this time there was no putting off the orgasm as I had reached and passed the point of no return. My partner in crime had been moaning sporadically for a couple of minutes and was the first to cum, again mostly over me and then I emptied my balls with some considerable force all over his trousers.
He made some fuss about the mess and I asked him if he was worried about his wife spotting it.
`How did you know I was married?' he asked.
Just guessed' I said. He told me that he popped into the cottage most Tuesday evenings on his way home from work. He was a departmental manager in a supermarket in town and Tuesday was the day he was rostered for late duty. I said I would try to catch him again and we left. He was most surprised when I turned out the lights and closed and locked the door behind me. You've got it made' he said as he got into his car.
I waited until he had driven out of sight and went into the house.
One the boys had realised that I wasn't coming straight in they had turned on the CCTV monitor and watched our performance. I was greeted with cries of `You dirty old man' but they both had their cocks in their hands.
You're only jealous' I said. You'd have loved it'. They admitted this was true but had not liked to interrupt us.
The three of us showered together with all the usual back scrubbing and groping, then retired into my bed where the groping continued until we eventually nodded off.
I was half awake when Simon and Jason came in from the pub and was vaguely aware of the shenanigans in the shower, which got me hard again, so I hastily shoved my cock into Bill's arse crack and he wriggled back towards me to embed it even further. I just about remember thinking `that feels great' before I fell into a deep and untroubled sleep.
Just a short chapter this time I'm afraid, due to lack of available time. Will write again soon.
The Colonel
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