Devon Knows

By Alex Carbine

Published on Feb 10, 2023

Gay

Chapter Nine.

Early in the Summer Holidays

Though Jon was being educated privately as far as the Authorities were concerned, young Andy was not, and so Ham waited until the School Holidays started until he unveiled Jon's next surprise. Having arranged previously with Andy's family for him to have some time away, the two lads were one morning bundled into the car and driven by Charles to an unknown, to them, destination. En route Ham mind spoke to Jon that they were off on Holiday together, that they would not need money, that all clothing needed had been sent on ahead and that if they needed anything they should contact Peter or Paul who would arrange it all. He also add that they were not allowed to buy alcoholic drinks, but would be able to have wine, limited, with their Dinner, but only if they were entertaining. Jon tried to question Ham as to what was happening but Ham remained silent from then on. Tommy spoke to him and told him that he would be monitoring him in case he ran into trouble or injury, and then he went quiet as well. A few minutes later Jon heard Ham's 'full-of-fun' voice saying 'Take care and enjoy - you've earned it. Tommy has told me your 'end of term' marks and they were amazing!' They had only travelled a few miles along the coast when Charles turned into the white painted gates of the Sandy Bottom Caravan Park.

Without stopping at the 'Check In' he drove purposefully along the gravelled road until they came to rest next to an enormous static van, surrounded by a low green privet hedge. He ushered the lads out of the car, through the gate in the hedge., and up to the van's door. "This is Mr. H's own van so look after it, OK? It doesn't need a key to unlock it, just say 'Open'. It will recognise both your voices. Secure it with the word 'Lock'. It's one of Mr. H's little inventions. Right Mr. Jon, try it." Jon said 'Open' and an imperceptible click came from the door which gently opened of it's own accord. Charles led the boys inside.

It was totally dark inside until Charles placed his hand on the wall next to the door. The black windows cleared to a light grey. "Another of Mr. H's inventions. The windows go black for privacy, grey so you can look out but no one can see in, and touch the wall pad again and they go to two-way clear. This switch does all the van's . windows, but there are pads in each room for that room only. Lighting is automatic, if there is someone in the room, until you turn it off, with the word 'Off' or conversely 'On'. I think that's about it. You'll pick up the rest as you go round. There's a Club House and Shops near the Entrance where you can eat, and they know you will be here so you don't have to pay for anything, it's Mr. H's treat. Have fun and if you want Peter or Paul for anything you'll find them working in the Hairdressers or just dial 08 on the phone. That's really it, so I'm off. Bye!" and with that he simply walked out, climbed into the car and drove off.

The lads spent scant time in running from room to room to see what they had, and they found it was a veritable palace, the size of three enormous static vans, side by side. They looked at the bedrooms and found no clothing in the two single ones, but their stuff neatly put away in the double, en suite room. It was all new and there seemed to be everything they could need. They changed into new T shirts, underwear, shorts and trainers, and decided to go out into the sunshine and have a look around.

Exiting with the word 'Lock' they walked back the way they had driven in towards the Club House. On either side there were rows of neat Static vans, but no tourers. Most, but not all, showed signs of occupation but they saw few people. They entered through the Check In door and walked up to the Desk. A man stood up from his office desk and stood behind the counter. "Yes? Can I help you? This is a private camp site, you know." He looked sternly over his glasses at them. "I am Mr. Hampton's nephew and this is my friend Andy. We're in his van up the way there." said Jon pointing vaguely behind him. The man's face did not change for a minute as what Jon had said sank in then he gave a beaming smile and proffered his hand for Jon and Andy to shake. "Welcome to you. Yes, we were expecting you, but I did not realise you two were so young! However any guest of Mr. Hampton is welcomed here. He is the owner you know!" Andy and Jon looked at each other beginning to understand a few things now. "I will book you a table in the Restaurant for each night unless you cancel it. Have you had lunch? We serve light snacks at this time of the day, but if there is anything we can get, let us know." "Can you show us where Peter and Paul have their shop. I think we should make our number with them as soon as possible" asked Jon. "Make your number.....very funny!" laughed the Manager as he came round the counter and steered them across the Reception Hall and through a door. In quite a reasonable sized Hall with a glass roof were several shops and a Hairdressers. The Manager made a straight line to it's door which opened with a small tinkle from a bell on it. Two middle-aged men in tight white shorts and silver fabric shirts came out from a side door, and stood in front of the Manager, both with their heads to one said. "And what do we owe the pleasure to, Gordon?" one asked. "Peter, may I introduce this young man to you. He's Mr. H's nephew," said Gordon the Manager. "Oh yes I'm sure," said the other looking the two up and down, "and I'm the Queen of Sheba!" "Queen yes, Sheba no!" said Peter tartly, also looking at the boys. "And this is my friend Andy," said Jon. Peter and Paul looked at Gordon who was nodding and grinning. "It's true I tell you," he said. "But they are so drop dead gorgeous," said Peter. "And so young!" said Paul. There was a silent pause as each looked at the other which was broken by Paul who opened his arms wide and said, "If there's anything you want, anything, then you must come straight to Mother." He then embraced the two and kissed their cheeks. "That's enough Paul," said Peter, "You're embarrassing the little chickens," before he elbowed Paul away and kissed them himself. He then stood up, and said with finality, "Thank You Gordon, we will take them from here," and taking hold of the boys hands, walked them into the Shop without a backwards look. Paul gave Gordon a shrug of an apology, and followed Peter.

The front of the shop was just a reception, with all the sinks and chair through the door into the room behind. Peter sat the two down and Jon immediately asked him why it was a Private Van Site, with no tourers. "You don't know, do you," Peter said, and looked at Paul. "It's because it's a nudist camp, sweety. People wear something in the site and shops, but they wear nothing on the beach." Jon and Andy grinned at each other. "What nothing at all?" asked Andy. "Not a stitch," answered Peter. "Great!" said Andy, " I never knew this was here, and I live fairly close." " We don't make a fuss, and neither do the locals, if you see what I mean," said Paul. "And you are the Hairdressers in here?" asked Jon, " but there can't be much need if everyone stays in the Camp on the beach and doesn't go anywhere." " Oh they go out for meals and things but we do have lots to do. Most everyone comes to see us when they first come here, after a couple of days or so," said Paul, looking at Peter. "Why's that then," asked Andy. " For a shave and things," answered Peter vaguely. "And the ladies have their hair done, idiot," said Jon to Andy. "No they come in for a shave as well," said Paul. The boys both looked at him wonderingly. " But women don't have anything to shave do they?" asked Andy. Peter and Paul nodded slowly at him. "Oh!" said Jon. "You shave their umm...." said Jon. "And the men too," said Paul. "All clean as a whistle." said Peter. Andy looked from one to the other still questioningly. "Not a pubic hair in sight," said Paul. Jon watched as 'the scales dropped' from Andy's mind and he realised what they meant, and began to laugh. "Better get ours done then Andy," he chuckled, and simply stood up and dropped his shorts. "Oh but we couldn't! I mean......what would Mr. H say?" "Probably 'That's better'. I often wondered why he shaved his pubes. Gives his tackle a nice feeling though, said Jon. It was Peter and Paul's turn to be surprised. " You mean you two and he.....?" asked Peter. "What us? No! What a dreadful thing to say!" said Jon and then the two boys burst out laughing.

It was Andy's turn to stand and drop his shorts and then his pants, showing his limp dick. He scratched it and his balls casually, watching the two men as he did. Their eyes never left his moving fingers. Then Jon dropped his pants and they almost started salivating. " Decorum Peter," said Paul, " Remember who they are!" "Yes and how old!" countered Peter. "Oh Fuck that!" said Andy, "He's the nephew, not me. Want a bit?" and started to wank his dick. "We can't," said Paul, only to see Jon drop to his knees and take Andy's dick in his mouth. Peter and Paul could only stand there almost shocked as Jon sucked Andy's increasing hardness. Then Paul said " I think we are closed for Lunch," and went to the front door to turn the sign to 'Closed - back soon'. On returning to the back room he stood next to Peter, who then looked at Paul and as they both said " Ta!Dah!" they both pushed their tight shorts to their knees and revealed two cocks that showed the lads great promise. " Business first Peter!" said Paul stepping out of his shorts and going over to a sink, to collect the shaving gear. "Of course" said Peter going for the towels. He put one each along the seat of two chairs that would not have been out of place in a gynaecological examination room. "Sit back in these and put your feet in these," Peter said indicating the stirrups. The boys lay back, feet up, knees wide, showing their hard little cocks and balls to the Hairdressers, who held them in their fingers and thumbs whilst applying a lather. Handling the boys made both their cocks rise and point in front of them, and the boys could see just what waited for them once the shaving was over. With a few skilful passes with their cut-throat razors, the boys soft, downy pubes were just a memory on a towel. Then the men carefully washed and dried the boys, before meticulously applying talc powder by hand, making sure that every nook and cranny was covered. Peter and Paul admired their handiwork then bent over and began to suck the now nude cocks, whilst the boys, for their part, had taken the proffered erections of these men standing beside them and had started to stroke up and down their length, revealing the straining purple heads at the end of the stalks, with their small beads of pre-cum just beginning to show. As they were sucked towards a climax both the boys held their cheeks apart and were rewarded with a finger each up their arsehole. The men were dripping lustful pre-cum which helped the wanking hands to slip up and down their poles, and it was only minutes before Andy first then Jon both blew their creamy boy-milk into the waiting mouths. Then the men came to stand between the boys open knees, and with their cocks greased and ready to burst, they introduced themselves into the waiting holes that they had been stretching with their fingers previously. Just a few thrusts and then both of them emptied their balls into the hot lovesleeves that had been offered to them, their spunk oozing out around the tight sphincters and dripping onto the floor until they could thrust no more into the soft tightness. They pulled out and wiped themselves on the towels, cleaning the boys bums as well. As they lay in the chairs, Jon turned to Andy and said, "Reckon we'll have to get the stubble done in a few days, don't you think?"

More to cum later......

I could do with some ideas, if anyone will send them, please.

Next: Chapter 10


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