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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 19 By 'The Colonel'
And so a cloud was lifted from all our heads, but especially Jason's and you could already see that extra confidence and self-assurance starting to appear.
Thank God for British Justice!
Now in all the chapters so far I have not mentioned my next-door neighbour on the opposite side to the pub -- the village public conveniences or `cottage' as I am sure you will be familiar with. Due to the influx of gay bars, clubs and other meeting places cottaging has largely disappeared in urban England but our nearest gay bar is about fifteen miles away and many of our local gay community (and hetero men looking for a quick fumble or blow job on the way home to the wife) stop off at the cottage. I find that women hardly ever use their end of the cottage -- perhaps somebody can tell me why?
It would, however, look rather suspicious to other villagers if the members of my `family' were in and out of the cottage all the time as we live next door but an opportunity now presented itself that we found too irresistible. The local council were advertising in the local paper for a caretaker/cleaner for each of their conveniences. Due to a rationalisation programme they were doing away with the post of full time cleaner and were looking for local people to carry out the work. I had a chat with Simon and Jason and we agreed that between the three of us we would be able to manage easily, most of the work being done by me.
Having been into some filthy cottages in my time I knew what to expect and this found me making sure that my garden hose was long enough to reach to the furthest part of the cottage (ladies' end) so that any serious fouling could be hosed away without too much unpleasantness. (I don't mind clearing up cum or piss but I draw the line at having to handle shit!!
I applied to the council and two days later there was a knock on the door and a Human Resources Officer' who told me to call him Billy stood on the doorstep. He told me that he would be visiting all the applicants and adjudging their ability and proximity to the conveniences, and inspecting the conveniences to see what repairs needed to be done and allocate any equipment that may be needed. He told me that mine was the only application so far, but in view of the closeness of the cottage I would obviously be a front runner. We went to inspect the cottage and in the gents we found a couple of likely lads' standing at adjacent urinals. Whilst Billy was looking around the area he seemed to be paying more attention to the two lads (who had made no attempt to leave) than he was to anything else. I must admit that the lads looked pretty tasty and I personally would not have kicked either of them out of bed.
We came out of the gents and walked round to the ladies and he paid very little attention here. On leaving he told me that he wanted to `check something out' in the gents and that he would meet me in the house.
When I got in the twins were home having been given a half day due to a number of staff being off sick with some sort of virus. I told them that I would be going into town shopping and that if they wanted to come with me they should change out of their uniforms. Bill said that they were going to shower and would be down shortly.
About ten minutes later Billy returned looking like the cat who had got the cream. I decided to take the bull by the horns and said `Did you manage to check out those fellows while you were in there?'
He blushed and said `What do you mean?'
Come on,' I said You can't fool another gay man; it was obvious what you were after.'
He swallowed and said that I was right, and that they had had a nice threesome and the lads had now gone. He also told me that he had volunteered for this project just so that he could check out the location of all the cottages in the area for future reference. I told him that if I had the cleaning/caretaking contract for this one he would always be a welcome visitor.
Just at that point Bill walked in naked and said there were no clean shorts upstairs. Billy's jaw almost hit the floor when he saw Bill. Sorry' said Bill, I didn't realise we had company' but made no attempt to hide himself.
Please don't concern yourself' said Billy I'm enjoying the view.'
When Ben walked in the door in a similar state of undress Billy blinked several times, convinced that he was seeing double.
I told them that their clean shorts were in the tumble-drier and they helped themselves and disappeared.
`What was that?' whispered Billy
`That, as you put it, was Bill and Ben who lodge with me and whose father runs the pub next door.'
Wow, you lucky so-and-so' said Billy are there any more lodgers I should be warned about?'
Well,' I said There's Simon who runs a local handyman service and Jason who helps him out, and then there's Minnie the District Nurse.'
`Oh, you have a woman living here as well' he said.
I pointed out that Minnie was short for Parminder and he was very definitely male.
You don't need a cottage next door' said Billy You've got your own supply on tap.'
I laughed and we shook hands. He told me that I could safely assume that I had the contract and he would be back in a couple of days with the paperwork and the keys and shortly after that there would be a delivery of toilet paper, soap and various cleaning materials.
I saw him out of the house, only to see him going back into the cottage. I wonder why?
I went back indoors and called the twins. I explained who the visitor was and why he had been here. They told me that a few of the boys from school frequented the cottage from time to time and that some of their stories of what happened there were quite lurid in detail. I said that I was sure they were exaggerated, but that I would look out for them once I had the opportunity.
We had a quick coffee and drove into town, where the boys disappeared into the computer shop and I went in search of electronics of a different kind. We arranged to meet back in the car park in an hour.
The electronics I was in search of were: One electric eye, one microphone and one small wireless CCTV system with two cameras and a colour monitor.
The cost was rather expensive but I hoped it would prove its worth when I had everything rigged up and working.
When I got back to the car there was no sign of the boys so I popped my head into the gents' toilet in the car park and there was nobody at the urinals but the end two cubicles were occupied. I went into the next cubicle and closed the door (no bolt here) and spied through the hole in the wall'. There I could see the twins, both with their shorts round their ankles. Ben had his face to the wall and (I assumed) his cock through the hole in the wall on the other side. Bill was standing on the seat and Ben was giving him a blow-job. I coughed and they immediately sprang apart, Bill sitting down and Ben moving out of sight against the door. I saw a very large and very stiff cock appear through the hole on the other side of their cubicle and then Bill's eye appeared at the hole on my side. He immediately realised who it was and whispered through the hole Bastard!' and started to suck the cock on the other side. Ben, realising it was me, stuck his own cock through my side and I finished off what the other guy has started and was rewarded with a not unimpressive amount of thick, creamy, sweet cum in my mouth.
I left the toilet and sat in the car waiting until they finished their business with the other guy.
They arrived rather red-faced, like naughty schoolboys who had been caught smoking behind the bike sheds. I asked them what had embarrassed them and they said that whilst they felt OK having sex within `the family' it really turned them on to try sex elsewhere and with others, but they thought I might disapprove. I told them that I might give them a jolly good spanking later. Unfortunately (or not) they said that they would look forward to it!!
We telephoned home to get the order for a fish and chip supper and stopped off on the way home to pick it up.
We ate straight from the paper when we got in and it was thoroughly enjoyed by all. I told the others of the boys' escapade in town and Minnie said that, in his role of District Nurse, he ought to examine them in case they had come to any harm and he took them upstairs. He also volunteered to carry out the corporal punishment on my behalf. The three of them came back an hour later, smiling and looking fulfilled (I suspected that they had all been filled full of something or other), the two boys having pretty pink bums from a little spanking.
We sat down for an evening of television and cuddles. At bedtime Minnie elected to come in with me after giving Shaun his physiotherapy. The twins invited Shaun to sleep with them. I half expected him to decline, being straight, but he accepted leaving Jason and Simon to share the twin room (but, I hasten to add, only one bed had been slept in the next morning!)
I had a wonderful night with Minnie, each time I touched him I marvelled at the amount of hair all over his body. I particularly liked his hairy arse, although in white men I find this quite a turn-off. We spent a great deal of time just holding each other and kissing, then he asked me to fuck him and who was I to turn him down? For some reason I needed far less jelly with Minnie as he seemed to secrete his own personal lubrication, the smell of which was very intense and turned me on big time. Fortunately the smell was not overpowering when I was fucking him so I was able to hold off cumming for some time and by the time I did cum I was very aroused and so was he. I shot a good amount of sperm into him and then went down on him and gave him the best blow-job I knew how. Judging by the amount of spunk I had to swallow I guess he also enjoyed the experience immensely. During our time afterwards in each others arms he told me that he had met someone on his rounds and he thought that he was in love with him.
I asked him to tell me about this new man in his life, but he said that he would not reveal any details until he was absolutely sure that they would get together. He also said that he would check with Tony that he could have a partner when he moved into the pub.
I said that I was sure Tony would be agreeable and we nodded off to sleep with our arms entwined.
Next morning before they went to school the twins told me that they had had sex with one another the previous night and that Shaun had watched and masturbated while he was doing so. They could not work out what was going on in Shaun's head and I told them that I believed that they were sexually far in advance of Shaun, even though he was a few years older. He just hadn't had the experience that they had and he was still trying to work things out in his own mind. I told them not to push him to any conclusions, but to let him make up his own mind. Personally I felt that he was straight, and just enjoying any sex that came his way, either as a participant or a voyeur.
Simon and Jason had no work on that day so the three of us tidied up the garden and went into the cottage' to have a good look round. My plan was to install a magic eye' in the door so that a warning would sound in the house each time someone entered. I also thought I would install a couple of miniature cordless CCTV cameras in strategic places so that I could keep an eye on what was going on. Finally a tiny microphone could be fitted out of sight above one of the light fittings so that I could eavesdrop on conversations.
This way if anything exciting was happening I could just drop in' in my capacity as caretaker/cleaner and maybe add a little input myself. Naturally I would not be advising the local council of my intentions; neither would I be warning visitors of any changes to the status quo. After all, I was not spying or using the equipment for entrapment'. I was merely using the equipment to monitor the usage of the conveniences so that I could most efficiently monitor the site. (And if you believe that, you'll believe anything!!).
We returned home, had coffee and I went to make sure the clubhouse was ready for tonight. When I got there the padlock on the front door had been forced and was hanging off. I dreaded what I might find inside and gingerly opened the door. At first there did not seem to be anything amiss, but when I went into the leaders' office I found that two armchairs had been pushed together and someone had been sleeping in there. Not only sleeping but there were several used condoms in the bin.
There was no point in calling the police as nothing had been damaged or stolen apart from the padlock so I tidied around, emptied the rubbish bin and went into town to buy a new (stronger) padlock.
When I got back to the house there was no sign of Simon or Jason so I started to prepare the evening meal. After a while I could hear laughter coming from upstairs so I silently crept up and into my bedroom. The sounds were coming from the en suite so I manoeuvred myself so that I could see through the crack in the door and what a sight greeted my eyes. Jason was shaving Simon's pubic hair with a wet razor. They were both naked and Simon had the most enormous erection which Jason was finding it difficult to control as it was throbbing with his every heartbeat. This is what had been causing the hilarity, Jason didn't know whether to shave him or wank him.
I waited until the razor was in a safe position before I went in and said Can I be of any assistance here?' I then noticed that Jason also had an erection. I told them to come into the bedroom and I would make the erections go away, as if by magic' and we piled into bed. After a three-way masturbation session the boys returned to the bathroom so that Jason could finish his task, but I must say that wanking a half-shaved cock was a novel experience.
At the Noble Club that evening I brought up the subject of the break-in and the condoms in the bin (which caused a number of ribald comments amongst the kids) and asked the culprit to make him or herself known to me before the end of the evening. I had little hope that this would happen but to my surprise a little later when I was sitting on my own with a coffee a young girl I knew only as Jackie came up to me and said that she and her boyfriend had been desperate for a place to make love and he had broken the padlock and they had used the place three times. I beckoned Lizzie over, explained the situation and left her to deal with the matter. There was little we could do apart from tell her that this could not happen again.
It just goes to prove that there is still some honesty left in the world.
David announced that the local dog rescue centre had appealed to him for occasional dog walkers. This was the type of centre that NEVER put a dog to sleep except in the case of terminal illness or if the dog is too weak to survive on arrival.
David suggested that the following week we pile into the minibuses and drive over there, take the dogs out for an hour and then come back to the club for the rest of the evening. Most of the kids seemed pretty keen as they had been to help with the canal, which just goes to show that the youth of today are not all bad. Of course, there were one or two dissenters and they were told not to bother coming next week, but I had a suspicion that they would turn up anyway.
When we got home I sounded out the twins on what they would like for their sixteenth birthday and they said they would give it some thought.
Shaun announced that he felt well enough to return home the next day and as his parents were not due back until Monday invited us to a beer and pizza evening at the farm on Saturday night. This sounded like a great idea so we accepted willingly. I told him that we would supply the beer if he supplied the pizzas.
With this resolved we went to bed, Minnie sleeping in the single bed in Shaun's room, the twins on their own and the rest of us in my bed.
I could hear a great deal of discussion in the twins' room about birthday presents and the birthday camp, while in my room we were silent but tactile, touching each other in the most erotic places in the most erotic manner, but feeling no need of out and out sex, and of course, there was no pubic hair on either Jason or Simon. And thus we fell asleep.
Sorry if this chapter seems a bit disjointed but I had a massive hangover when I started and I don't feel much better now!!
The Colonel
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