Chapter 4 -- School, After Three Years
The weekend was taken quietly, Cammo asking on Saturday if he could visit his friends in his former `home'. Todd told him there were no problems there, he'd drop him near the drains and pick him up a couple of hours later. This was done, Cammo watching Todd's car until it drove out of sight. He looked around him, the territory so very familiar, and knew what he had to do. He ran to the place he had hidden his tattered backpack, retrieved it and made his way back to the drains, entering his old haunt for what might be the last time, well, maybe for a long time.
"Whaddya fuckin' want?" a voice said.
Cammo looked around him then upwards. There on the concrete shelf was Gus.
"Get outa here and leave us alo..., fuck me, Cammo, is that really you?" Gus' voice was incredulous.
Cammo smiled. "Hey buddy, ow's it angin'."
Gus leaped down from the shelf, walking round Cammo not really believing what he was seeing. "Fuck man, what's `appened to ya, where'd ya get to yesterday?"
Cammo passed him the tattered bag. "Got caught nickin', but I hid the stuff I'd already got, it's in the bag. Got a caution from the Sarge before he passed me over to a welfare guy. It's a long story but I got new clothes and I'm staying with im in is `ouse, it's real cool."
"So you won't be back `ere no more?" Gus asked.
"Nah," Cammo replied, "I'll come and see youse when I can but I gotta go back to school. Todd, me carer, reckons I'll do good there, reckons it's just me English what needs brushing up."
Gus just stood studying Cammo, he'd never seem him look so good. Cool clothes, his hair cut, he looked human again. "Good on ya mate, at least ya got a place ta live now. Pity yer got yerself caught but still, it worked in your favour. You just paying us a visit today?"
"Yeah," a wry smile crossed Cammo's lips. "Thought I might get meself a last one or two, if ya know what I mean."
Gus grinned. "Yeah, I know what yer mean yer dirty prick. ere, I caught Rocky doin' it with Joey last night. Never done nothing though, Joey was enjoying it too much. Shit Cammo, you should'a eard im, he was moanin' and groanin', then Rock made im jizz. After that, Rock mounted im, I could feel the fuckin' blankets moving like buggery before I heard is soft whisper, cummin' Joey.' After that it all went still and when I woke this morning, they was cuddlin' up t'each other. I know I was dirty on em at first, but it's cool now, they're real cool mates."
"Told yer so," Cammo replied, "Yer never ad to worry Gus, Rock'd never do nothing to urt Joey. Anyway, where is Rock? might ave ta give im one first seein' he got it last night."
"I'm right ere," a voice said from the gloom. "Fuck Cammo, you look something else man. eard yer convo and yeah, good on yer, yer deserve it."
"Thanks Rock. Now, there's something else I deserve after what you done to me Thursday arvo." Cammo could feel himself thickening in his new jocks at the thought of slipping deeply inside Rocky.
Gus just smiled. "I'll leave you two alone ter get on with it then. Make sure you say bye before ya go Cammo."
"No probs Gus," Cammo said as Gus walked into the gloom.
Cammo jumped onto the shelf and approached Rock, noticing his hands were busy with the clip and zip on his jeans, these soon being around his ankles. "Come on Cammo, yer wanted it, now let's see `ow good y'are."
"Ya don't ave ter ask Rock, ya know ow good I am." Cammo's hands were busy with the clasp on his jeans as well. "Ah fuck it," he said as his jeans made their way to his ankles, "forgot these fuckin' jocks I got on."
Cammo dropped the jocks to his ankles before positioning himself behind Rocky, spitting on his fingers and massaging the warm saliva against Rock's opening. He massaged some onto his cock thickly before guiding it to its target, feeling it touch and applying gentle pressure, feeling the head slide easily inside.
"Hold onto them walls Rock, this is gonna be a ripper, might be the last one in a long time so I'm gonna make it good," Cammo whispered his instructions to Rocky.
He thrust forward, strongly but gently, his cock easing its way inside, Rocky feeling pleasure as the six inches sank deeper and deeper. Finally, Cammo felt his pubes contact Rock's cheeks and gave a last thrust to make sure he was fully inside.
"Orgh fuck Cammo," there was genuine pleasure in Rocky's voice. "You know what I like."
Cammo started his strokes, the feelings generated in his cock bordering on exquisite as he thrust and withdrew slowly and steadily. His hands held Rocky's hips as he continued, feeling his climax deep within him, building quickly.
"Look Tommy, someone's fuckin' Rock," a young voice said from the gloom.
Cammo continued as the two youngsters approached.
"Is that you Cammo?" a young voice asked.
Cammo turned his head to the source of the voice, seeing Joey and Tommy approaching. "Yeah Joey, who'd ya think it was?"
There was no answer. Cammo was too close now to care anyway, his climax was on the brink and, holding the base of his cock, he withdrew from Rocky before blowing his huge wad onto the concrete floor. His knees were shaking and he had to support himself against the wall, that had really been something else, shit Rocky was good. Cammo and Rocky both turned to find Joey on his knees, his mouth working strongly on Tommy's cock. Tommy's eyes were closed and his hands were holding Joey's head as the youngsters' mouth worked apparent miracles on his cock. Within a few moments, there was a long drawn out moan from Tommy as Joey's mouth brought his first climax to the brink, followed by deep sighs as it burst from him. Joey stood up and looked at Tommy.
"That good eh?" he asked.
Tommy could only manage a breathless, "orgh shit man!"
Joey turned to Cammo. "You look cool Cammo," he said, "what's happened?"
Cammo told him the story briefly.
"So y'ain't gonna be round `ere no more?" Joey asked.
"Nah Joey, I'll still visit youse though," Cammo replied
Joey looked at Cammo, his thoughts working overtime. "Ya wanna give me what Rock give me last night, before yer go I mean?" he asked. "Rock could `ave a go at Tommy at the same time."
Cammo looked at Rocky, who just shrugged.
"Yeah cool," Cammo said, "as long as Tommy's OK with it."
Tommy didn't answer, he didn't have to. His jeans were still around his ankles from the workout Joey had just given him. Leaving them there, he laid on his stomach on a pile of old blankets and made himself comfortable. Rocky, as usual, didn't need asking twice and was soon straddled over Tommy, his thin hips working strongly, driving his cock between the smooth thighs. Cammo was a tad more genteel, but not much. He straddled Joey and slipped between his smooth thighs, feeling as Rocky had, the warm smoothness against his cock. Rocky was the first to blow, his wad erupting between Tommy's thighs. Tommy wasn't as good as Joey, never could be, but he was good, there was no doubt about that. Cammo's second load of the day was pumped forcibly between Joey's thighs, Joey squirming as he felt the warm fluid, his legs opening and closing as he sought to make the feeling more exquisite. There was no doubt about the fact he'd stay with Rocky, as his partner, they were obviously too close now for any other situation. The four guys re-dressed themselves and made their way to the others, chatting about this and that before it was time for Cammo to leave. Goodbyes were said, not with much enthusiasm, they were all sorry to see Cammo go, but they knew it was the best for him and anyway, he could still visit whenever.
"See youse," Cammo said as he made his way to the entrance. He climbed the steps to the roadway and waited for Todd, only a minute, as Todd was a stickler for promptness.
"Everything OK Cammo?" Todd asked.
"Yeah, thanks," Cammo replied. "They was a bit sorry for me ter go, but they realise it's for the best."
"Cool." Todd was pleased it had been accepted. His thoughts ran to other things. "Did you, um, well, did you get what you wanted while you were there Cammo?"
Cammo looked across at Todd smiling, he knew exactly what he meant. "Yeah Todd, I did, twice."
Todd's heart skipped a couple of beats, he could just imagine his handsome charge deep inside someone. "A couple of chicks?" he asked.
"Nah, both guys." Cammo admitted. "Rocky and Joey. Rock's the same age as me and Joey's thirteen. Only reason we done it is because him and Tommy caught Rock and me the other day an'..., ah shit, it's a long story, I'll have t'explain it to yer later."
"Do you mean to tell me there are thirteen year old kids living down there?" Todd asked angrily.
"Yeah Todd," Cammo replied, wondering what was next, he didn't like the tone in Todd's voice.
"Sorry mate," Todd apologised. "It's just that the situation shits me beyond belief when I think of little kids living down there. Jeez Cammo, at least you older ones have a bit of knowledge of the world, but kids of twelve, thirteen? What the hell sort of parent would throw a kid of that age out? They must know where they'd end up. The whole situation is a fucking disgrace."
It was the first time, since he'd known him, Cammo had heard Todd use strong language. He looked across the car, a slightly uncertain expression on his face.
"Sorry Cammo," Todd still sounded rather angry. "I think you've heard it before."
They made their way home, the rest of the weekend being spent inside, mostly in conversation, Todd getting to know his new charge more fully. He was becoming more and more impressed with Cammo as the hours ticked by. The guy was no fool, far from it, those three years had bred a cunning in him and nurtured a knowledge of things around him. Todd was more than sure that come Monday, his thoughts would prove to be correct, and Cammo would be accepted into year ten with no problems.
Monday, the big day. What was ahead for Cammo? Only time would tell but Todd was still sure, after getting to know the boy fairly well over the weekend, he would be accepted at year ten level, he was far too astute for anything less. They left the house at nine thirty, heading for the school, as their appointment was at ten o'clock. Cammo felt a twinge of nervousness as they drove into the school grounds but he was put at ease by Todd.
"Hey Cammo, relax man, look at all the other kids out there. Do they look as if they're here under duress? You'll be fine mate, just relax." Todd had learned quickly during his diploma education the importance of putting young people at ease.
They entered the office and were asked to take a seat; the Guidance Counsellor would only be a few minutes.
Forty minutes later, the Counsellor returned with Cammo. "I'm glad you brought him to us Todd." He looked at Cammo. "If you just wait here a few minutes Cameron, I'd like to have a few words with Todd."
Cammo smiled and took a seat as the Counsellor showed Todd to his office, closing the door on entry.
"I'll say again I'm glad you brought him to us. When I read the file this morning, I didn't hold much hope of anything, let alone year ten," the Counsellor told it like it was. "Having interviewed and tested Cameron on his capabilities, I'm quite honestly astounded by his depth of knowledge, memory retention and recollection of past schooling. There's no doubt his English needs a good kick start, but that's only on the surface, there's still a good basic knowledge down deep and once we get that surface cleaned up, he'll show a remarkable improvement quite quickly. We will accept him into year ten, it's fairly early in the year and I feel sure, with his knowledge, and obvious but disguised enthusiasm, he'll make the grade. I'm looking forward to noting the improvements, after three years of living in hell, he's been able to find himself again. This is going to be a real pleasure."
They shook hands before Todd made his way back to Cammo, gesturing him to follow him back to the car. Once inside, Todd turned to Cammo.
"Well done Cammo, you certainly impressed the Counsellor." There was an inflection of pride in Todd's voice. "You've been accepted Cammo, and, I might add, with flying colours. Well done mate, what more can I say?"
"Cool, when do I start?" Cammo asked.
"Wednesday," Todd replied. "We're going to have to get you a few uniform items but you start Wednesday. How's that?"
Todd noticed a small smile on Cammo's lips, a smile that grew by the second. Despite his somewhat rough and brash exterior, there was still a fifteen year old kid inside; one who had thought the rest of his life would be a non event, a life of scrounging and stealing to support the others. Now here he was, having been told he wasn't a non- event and that he'd been accepted into year ten. His enthusiasm was building by the minute and he was looking forward to his first day at school after three long years. He'd certainly visit his old friends at his previous habitat from time to time; they were too close for him to never see them again, but it appeared, for now at least, if he was to really get stuck in to his studies, he could finally get somewhere. These thought ran over and over in Cammo mind as Todd drove home, and by the time they arrived, he'd steeled himself in his determination to get the best possible results he could attain. He'd been given a second chance by a guy he trusted fully and was getting to like deeply and there was no way, in his mind, he was going to let him down.
To be continued.