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Chapter 100 ended
As the activity came to an end, J called his dorm together and told them they had some free time and that he would get back to the dorm as quickly as possible so that once they had finished doing whatever they wanted to do during their free time, they could come back to the dorm and wait until it was time to get ready for dinner. With that he let the boys go off and seeing that Gar was ready the two made off for the shop to buy some refreshments and J also bought some more stocks for his fridge before they headed back to J's dorm to wait for what they hoped would happen.
Chapter 101
The route back to the dorm, led close to the administration offices and as they were passing Gar suggested they go and check for mail. There were two letters for J and one for Gar. When Gar saw his, he grew concerned and told J that he needed to read it in private and that he would come round to J's dorm later if he was ok with that.
"Of course. I hope that is not bad news or trouble." J said.
"It could be either or both, or good news. I might tell you about it later." Gar said and moved off to take a quicker route back to his dorm and the privacy of his room.
J was actually quite pleased with this as the one letter he recognised as being from his fosters and the other had a Clacton post mark on it and so he guessed it was from Gerald. J was right on both counts. The letter from John and Jean had clearly been written by Jean, but she had signed it from the two of them which meant that she had read it out to John, probably over dinner, and he had agreed with it. In it she told J how delighted they were to find his letter waiting for them when they got home that evening and had read it straight away before doing anything else. She also said that any friend of J's would be welcome in their house and suggested he write to Gerald and give him their phone number so that he can arrange to come around when J gets back home. She finished off by saying that there had not yet been anything more come through on either of the adoptions, but that this was to be expected as these things did not happen quickly and signed off "with love from mum and dad."
J had purposely left the other letter to last as he wanted to read it and keep it fresh in his mind. It began,
Dearest J,
I was delighted to get your letter and had to sit down and write a reply as soon as I had finished wanking over you. I missed you the moment the car pulled away on the way to the airport. I love you and so want to be at the airport when you get back. Do you think your parents would mind if I were there? Are you going to tell them about us? Oops there I go again, just thinking about us and what we did together has got me hard again even though I had a great wank just minutes ago. You see what you do to me?
How are you getting on with your responsibilities? Are any of them old enough to wank yet? I hope that you are not having a lot of problems from them. But then, with the way you are, I'm sure that they like you and want to be good for you. You just bring the best out in everyone. I know you've sucked the best out of me -- he, he. Get it? Ok; I know the innuendo stands out a mile so you probably got it before you finished reading it.
Kevin called and asked if he could come round. I told him he could come for a visit, but that we were not going to be doing anything more than just talking. He asked why not and I told him that I had a boy friend and I was keeping myself for him. He asked if my boyfriend was you and I told him it was. So then he said that he knew you were still in Greece and so what would it matter if he and I did stuff together as you need never know? I told him that that was the whole reason. I could not keep secrets from my boy friend and was not willing to do something that I would feel needed to be kept from him. Then he got nasty and started calling me names and said I was a shit to him because as soon as I found something else which I thought was better I just threw him out with the trash. I told him that now he knew what it felt like and he asked me to explain and so I did, holding nothing back and then said that if he could not see how he had done that to me many times in the past then there was not even any point in us meeting up to chew the cud. So he told me to fuck off and hung up. Serves him right, I guess, but I still feel a bit sorry for him because he just doesn't seem to be able to see what he does is as hurtful to others as when it is done to him.
Anyway, I know that you are going to be busy so don't bother to write back again unless you get the time and want to. I would like to know if I can come to the airport -- not sure how I will get there though but we'll see what we can do if you say it is ok.
I'm going to end now so that I can sort out my cock in time to get this into the post without having to balance it over my hard cock. I am going to lie back on the bed, now, and have a little play with myself and my skin and get you off my chest for a few seconds as I dream of you lying naked next to me, holding my cock and slowly jacking it giving me the greatest pleasure as you get my cock ready to penetrate your beautiful bum. But don't worry, I will save my cum by eating what I can and thereby recycling it so that I have a big load ready for you when you get back here.
All of my lovin' all of my kissin' you don't know what you've been a missin' oh Boy! When you belong to me; oh boy. The world will see that you belong to me!
See, I have been singing old songs as well.
I love you very much, yours Gerald. XXXXXXX
J carefully folded the letter up and put it back in its envelope and put it away in his locker. Then he got out his writing pad and pen and began to write a letter. The first one was to Gerald, but he had hardly got started on it when there was a knock on his door and looking up there was Michael.
"Yes Michael?" J asked in his tone.
"Can Stuart, Stephen and Simon come in our dorm please, J?" Michael asked.
"Sure." J replied and moved to put his writing stuff away as he wanted to be able to concentrate on over hearing the boys talk. As he moved, J became aware that he had a hard on and that Michael had noticed it because it was clear where his eyes were pointed. J adjusted it by putting his hand down his shorts and slipping the cock around so that it was pointing across his thigh and held in place by his briefs. This made it as inconspicuous as it could be got and it was only when he had finished adjusting it that he realised that Michael was still standing there and had watched his entire procedure.
"Ok, show's over, go and bring your friends in." J said with a grin on his face. He was not embarrassed by having had that watched as Michael had seen him do far worse than that already.
Michael trotted off and soon the noise level in the dorm rose considerably as six excited boys made their entrance. The trio led the three brothers to where their beds were which was nice for J as this was close to his room and he would not have to strain too much to hear what they were saying. J stood in his room doorway and greeted the three brothers and then went back and sat down on his bed. He had a book in his hand to give the impression that he was reading, but all his concentration was on the six voices talking nineteen to the dozen. It did not take them long to forget that J was close by and soon the conversation turned to more intimate matters.
"So your shower room is one big room down there?" Stuart asked.
"Yeah. Come we'll take you down and show you." David said and there was a creaking of the bed as the boys got up off it.
"And you walk all this way with nothing on?" Stephen asked.
"When we are going to shower, yes. But I don't take my clothes off if I am just going down to have a shit." John said.
The voices faded as they moved away from J's room. J decided that he needed a piss and this would be his excuse for following them. He got up and walked out. The boys were already in the shower room and so J slipped into the other side and stood just behind the door with his cock out ready to take the steps towards a urinal if he heard the boys coming across to the toilets.
"So have you ever got hard in the showers?" Stephen asked.
"Once, but I don't think J saw it; only a few of the other guys who were standing near me saw it." David admitted.
"But nearly everyone has got hard or at least a little bit hard in these showers. And if we have a bit of a tussle then more get hard." Michael said.
"Wait and watch us shower for dinner and you'll see what we mean." John said.
"You could even shower with us." Michael said, "I'm sure J wouldn't mind."
"I don't know ..." Stuart started to say when he was interrupted by Simon.
"Yeah that would be fun. Let's go and ask J and Gar." Simon suggested.
"But we don't have any towels or soap or clean underwear, or anything." Stephen protested.
"You can use our soap. You don't need a towel to get dry, just walk around for a few minutes and you can go without undies till you get back to your dorm for clean ones." John said quashing Stephen's argument.
"Let's see if J says it is ok then." Stuart said, obviously he was keen to try it out.
They walked out of the shower room and headed back down the dorm to J's room. J nipped into a cubicle as he put his cock back in his shorts and flushed the loo to make it appear that he had just used the bog. Then he left the loos and began to make his way back to his room just as the group discovered he was not in his room. Michael noticed J coming back up the dormitory and so led the rest to meet J about half way along the room.
"J, can these guys shower with us here please?" Michael asked.
Before J could answer there was a knock on the dorm door.
Another chapter with little sex; but more scene setting. Sorry, maybe the next one will have more to offer -- or maybe it won't. Read on to find out. -- Rick.