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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 21 By 'The Colonel
'Don't go' I told them, 'come and meet Ray, your new barman.' They immediately came back to the bed and I introduced them. They said that they would meet him properly once they had showered and I suggested that Ray might like to join them in the shower (he certainly needed one) so that they could become better acquainted. Ray smiled in anticipation and joined them in the bathroom as they stripped their work clothes off. I slipped into the guests' shower and had a luxurious solo shower alone, but listening to the fun and games coming from the other room I think my boys were getting to know Ray pretty well.
While the boys were in the shower the doorbell rang and Billy stood on the doorstep with my contract and keys for my new domain. He could hear the laughter from upstairs and raised his eyebrows to me. I explained that it was just `the lads getting to know one another' and he smiled and said he wouldn't mind getting to know them sometime.
Maybe' I said, some other time'. I read the contract carefully and signed it as there didn't seem to be any hidden issues. The opening times were officially from 9am until 10pm, but having used cottages I was well aware that early mornings and late nights were popular times, so I would not be sticking to these times, especially at the weekends. Billy handed over the keys and as I showed him out there were definite sounds of sex coming from above. He sighed enviously and left (visiting the cottage on his way to his car).
Once I had seen him drive off I went to survey my new kingdom and found I had a visitor. I entered very quietly and Robbie was standing with his back to me at the urinal, obviously well into a good wank. I crept up behind him and put my arms round his waist, whispering in his ear `Let me do that for you'. Well, the poor lad nearly jumped out of his skin and went as white as a sheet.
Perhaps you'll learn always to keep the entrance in sight when you're in a cottage' I said. He breathed a sigh of relief and started to put his cock away. Hey', I said, Not so soon.' The floor seemed to be fairly clean so I turned him round, knelt down and started to kiss his cock. We've missed you in the house' I said Why don't you pop in while you're on your paper round' I said between kisses. The back door's usually unlocked'. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and he told me he was very close to cumming.
If I can get this sort of treatment' he said, punctuated by a few moans, I'll come in, aaaaahhhh, every, mmmmmmmmmmmmm, morning, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH he stammered as he shot his huge load into the back of my throat. I swallowed it with pleasure, more sweet than salt, and stood up and gave him a kiss on the lips, barely sharing the taste of his cum.
As we went back into the house the bed delivery van pulled up outside and I told them to bring it straight in and told them to take the two singles. I had already stripped them ready for return. By this time the three lads were downstairs in the kitchen, stark naked much to Robbie's delight, and I introduced him to Ray and told them all where I had found Robbie, and also warned them not to leave the room naked as the beds were being swapped over.
Why go looking for sex when you know you could pretty-well always find it here?' asked Simon I'm sure that one of us could always oblige you -- and from next week you could call at the pub as well. Blimey -- if you struck lucky in the cottage you could even get three in a row!' We all laughed and Robbie left.
`You all look as if you've got to know one another rather well' I said.
Ray replied I can't tell you how great I feel. These guys really seem to care.' He said, they "make love" rather than "have sex".' Simon explained that we had made it a rule in the house that no means no. If anybody is unhappy with any aspect of any sexual activity they can say no, and everything will stop immediately. He also explained that we had all been hurt in the past in some way or another and we had all formed a very special relationship with one another, but on the other hand there were no strings attached. We did not have `regular boyfriends' as such (as yet) but all cared for one another in the same way like an extended family.
Ray said that he hoped we could eventually accept him as part of that family, even though he would not be living with us. I said that I hoped so too.
The delivery men had come downstairs and were loading the single beds on to the lorry so I went out and signed their paperwork.
Ray went upstairs to get dressed and I told the others that I had received the keys to the cottage and I was now officially the caretaker. I explained to them about my recent purchases and asked them if they would kindly install them for me and they said they would do it straight away. They put just shorts and flip-flops on and took their tools and my purchases next door with them. I said that if asked they should tell any punters' that they were carrying out essential maintenance'.
They arrived back about an hour later having been propositioned only once by a foreign gentleman who could hardly contain himself at the sight of their near-naked bodies.
I set up the CCTV monitor in the dining room, where it would not be seen by any casual visitors and could easily be shut away for dinner parties etc. Everything seemed to be in order except the camera directly above the urinals was slightly adrift and Jason went with a ladder to move it into position. He managed to find the perfect spot and as he got down from the ladder a `punter' arrived. He went straight to the urinal and Jason propped the ladder up against the wall and started to wash his hands. The punter stood, cock in hand, and no sign of peeing. After a minute or so he turned round and looked at Jason (still in just shorts and flip-flops. Jason by now had realised what was what and an erection started to manifest itself in his shorts. The punter threw caution to the winds and flashed his dick at Jason.
Jason, not exactly being backward, pulled his shorts down to his knees and went and stood next to the man and allowed his now-naked bum to be stroked while pulling on his cock. He was really playing to the cameras. By this time the punter was getting quite excited and tried to kiss Jason, but he turned his head away. The punter said his name was George and asked Jason for his name and was told it was John.
George tried to get Jason into a cubicle but Jason was adamant that he was staying put. George said that he was cumming and Jason took hold of his cock to `finish him off'. George was very loud about his climax and shot just a couple of thin strands of semen into the urinal, then tried, without success, to kiss Jason again, but Jason said that George could give him a blow-job if he wanted to.
George lost no time and all the while his hands were all over Jason's naked bum. Jason came after a couple of minutes and George swallowed it all down, then Jason pulled up his shorts, grabbed the ladder and rushed into the house. By the time that George had done himself up and shuffled out he could see no sign if Jason.
Jason came into the dining room and collapsed, laughing, into a dining room chair. Boy oh boy!' he said, I really didn't expect to be your first performer on CCTV. What a horrible little man he was! He smelt of camphor and mustiness, but I couldn't resist playing to the cameras, and I knew that if anything untoward happened I would be rescued. I really couldn't bring myself to kiss him though, he was awful.'
Just now the twins and Millie arrived home and joined us in the dining room to see what was going on. We explained that we had rigged up the CCTV with sound and magic eye' so that a beep would sound when anyone crossed the threshold. Ben was disappointed when we told him that we did not have a VCR rigged up. He thought that we would have our own private porn movies! Still', he said `at least I'll be able to appear on TV whenever I want to, even if I can't see myself'.
I warned the boys about going into the cottage when we weren't around. It was OK if they wanted to help with the maintenance or cleaning but it would seem suspicious if they were seen going in and out too often.
Just then the `bleep' sounded and we all looked at the screen. A man had entered the cottage and he tried the two cubicle doors (the second camera was rigged up on the ceiling above the wall between the two cubicles.) When he found them both empty he went and stood at the urinal (a trough affair rather than individual stalls). We could see his cock quite clearly and he was obviously hard and stroking himself slowly. He looked to be fairly young and smartly dressed. Simon said that he was feeling randy and would go and see if our visitor could do anything to help him. As he slipped his flip-flops on we could all see the bulge in his shorts which was getting bigger by the second.
As Simon appeared on the screen he lowered his shorts to his knees and produced his now fully erect cock with no pretences at hiding it. Our visitor lost no time in looking Simon up and down and himself abandoned any act of peeing and just massaged himself gently. Simon turned slightly towards him and reached out his left hand and took the visitor's cock and started rubbing him gently. The visitor returned the complement and took Simon's cock in his right hand. We heard the stranger softly suggest that they go into one of the cubicles for privacy and Simon led the way. Simon sat on the seat, removing his shorts completely and removed the stranger's jacket and hung it on the back of the door. He undid his shirt and started to massage the visitor's chest, concentrating on and around the nipples. We could hear the heavy breathing and the situation seemed quite tense. `You're wearing a wedding ring' we heard Simon say.
The stranger nodded `I'm newly married and thought I could leave this behind, but I seem to be failing miserably.'
`All the better for me' said Simon who sat on the seat and undid the stranger's belt and lowered his trousers and pants to the ground. He continued to massage the stranger's cock and then gently started to lick it from base to tip. When he reached the tip the stranger gave an involuntary shudder and moaned. Simon took the tip into his mouth and slowly worked his way down until the stranger's glans was pushing against the back of his throat. By this time the twins had become so worked up that they had lowered their school trousers and pants and were masturbating openly in the dining room. I can honestly tell you, I did not know where to look first, at the screen or at the live performance in the dining room.
Noises from the cottage increased and it was obvious the stranger was reaching orgasm. With a final OOOOOOOOOoooooohhhhhhh he gave a compulsive jerk and started to shoot his load into Simon's mouth. Part way through, Simon removed his mouth and the stranger continued shooting over Simon's face until he was totally spent. `Oh, that was awesome' he said between heavy breathing.
After Simon had licked him clean he turned his back on Simon and bent over, bracing himself with his arms outstretched and leaning against the door, thus presenting his arse to Simon. `This is for you' he said.
Simon needed no encouragement. There was still some of the stranger's cum in his mouth so he used it for lubrication and slipped quite easily into our visitor's arse. He slowly pushed himself all the way in and they moaned in unison. He started to plunge in and out of the stranger and it was obvious that our visitor was far from a virgin in this department. Simon looked upwards towards the camera, smiled and made a circle with the thumb and index finger of his left hand, as if to say perfect'. Within a couple of minutes Simon was cumming and so were the twins. I'll bet you a fiver each that you can't hold out until Simon cums' I said.
Sorry,' said Bill, Too far gone for that' and within seconds both twins shot their load on to the wooden dining room floor. Simon followed them about fifteen seconds later and shot his load right into the stranger's arse with a deep-rooted Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh.
The stranger turned and faced Simon and they kissed, first quickly and lightly and then with much more of a passion. After a few minutes the stranger said he would have to go as his wife was expecting him and he was late already. Thank you sooooo much for everything' he said to Simon. You have a great body and I really, really fancy you. I'll give you my card and if you're going to be here at this time of day in the future perhaps we could meet up again.
Simon said simply `perhaps' and the stranger departed. Simon waited until he heard his car door slam and drive away before he came out and back into the house.
As he entered the dining room he received a round of applause from all present, especially the twins. `Mind you don't slip on the floor' I laughed and pointed down to the twins' cum. We all laughed and Ben went in search of something to clean up with.
He was a real good-looker' said Simon if he wasn't married I could go for him in a big, big way. I might even phone him' he said, brandishing his card.
We adjourned to the kitchen and all lent a hand in preparing dinner and left it to cook for an hour while we sat and chatted. I've had an idea about our first weekend camp.' I said. You said you wanted somewhere secluded and not commercial, how about Shaun's farm? That way we can involve Shaun in the holiday.
What and excellent idea' said Ben we can also get supplies fresh from the farm'. I told him he was speaking like one of the `Famous Five' (email me for explanation) and we all laughed. I told the twins that as the weekend was approaching fast they ought to get in touch with anybody they wanted to come camping with us and arrange for them to be here at six pm on the Friday night and that way we should have the tents pitched and dinner on the table by nine. I said I would have a word with David about borrowing a minibus and I had already arranged to hire two six-man frame tents and all the equipment for the occasion from a local firm.
After dinner we had a quick look to see if there was any activity in the cottage but all was quiet and we switched the monitor off for the night. The twins decided on an early night and I warned Simon and Jason and Minnie that they would have to make up the new bed before going up. Count me out' said Simon I'm exhausted after the cottage, I'll sleep with you if I may'
Of course' I said so Jason and Minnie went up and made up the new bed with the new bedding.' They laughed and asked whether this counted as the bed losing its virginity. I gave it some thought and said It depends what you get up to in it'
They laughed and both raised their eyebrows. I thought I would like to see them together, one of them pale and hairless and the other dark-skinned and hirsute. Shit! I thought as my loins started stirring, another erection to be dealt with!!!' and went next-door to lock up.
The Colonel
My special thanks to Ron who suggested Shaun's farm for the first camp and to whom I dedicate this chapter. Thanks again, Ron.
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