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James and his parents went to the airport together in Manchester. It was the first time that he'd been properly abroad by himself and now he was going to China for two months as part of his gap year before he went to university. He'd been working in an office for several months to make the money to go to China. He'd wanted to go to China for ages as it seemed really cool and so different from boring rainy England.
James is only 18, and he looks young but he has big blue eyes and dark brown hair which is short-cut. He's short for his age at 5'5.
Going from the car to the check-in desk his dad made him carry his big backpack as preparation for the time that he'd be carrying it by himself in China. "If you can't carry it now how the hell are you going to manage those months by yourself?" he said.
The backpack was a bit heavy and James wasn't used to lifting weights or anything like that so it took a bit of getting used to. James checked in his big rucksack and took his small backpack with him which had all his important stuff like his passport and money in it.
He said bye to his parents and kissed his mum on the cheek slightly then went through to security check.
At the security check he was asked by the guard "Do you have any liquids in your bag?"
and James replied "No I don't. Are they not allowed." "They're not allowed due to new security checks against terrorism. Are you sure you don't have any liquids?"
"I don't" James was lying as he didn't want to tell the security guard about his excema cream. His excema was a touchy subject and he gets really embarrassed talking about it as it covers the back of his body all over his bottom and his legs and even in his crotch! He's had it since he was tiny and the only thing that seems to help with the problem is this cream he's got in his bag. He hoped that nobody would actually be watching the X-ray machine for liquids and that it was just a bluff so that he gave up any liquids he had on him.
James's palms were beginning to sweat, this always happened when he got nervous and he put his bag onto the conveyor for the x-ray machine.
Obviously they did see that something was wrong, he's not going to get away with lying to the security guard is he?
"What's this then?" the security guard asked James opening his little bag and taking out the unlabelled pot of excema cream.
"I thought you said you had no liquids."
"I forgot that it was there. I'm sorry" muttered James.
"that's very careless of you. What is it?Is it lube?"
"What's Lube?" James asked in all innoccence as he had lived quite a sheltered life. Definitely not had sex, the mere mention of it and his face was like a traffic light."
"You don't know what lube is. I don't believe you."
"I don't. What is it?"
The security guard looked at James and gave him a little wink then whispered to him "It's when you're getting fucked, you put it all over your arse so my cock slides into you easily."
James blushed brick red. Was the security guard coming onto him? And that wasn't very nice. Who'd want to do that.
He said quietly "It's for my excema. Please can I go."
The security guard said "I don't believe you. Where do you have excema?"
James was already feeling uncomfortable with the security guard and wanting to get away from him and his palms were sweating more and more.
He quietly whispered "All over. especially down there, and he pointed."
The security guard said loudly "You have excema on your cock!" and loads of people looked round. How could the guy do that to him?
And James nodded. It was so embarrassing what had just happened and finally the security guard let him go afer having a look at James' ticket and passport.
As soon as James had gone, the security guard texted his friend Tom who worked as a flight attendant 'Hottie! And young. 44A. Don't say I'm not good to you.'