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Subject: The Boston Tea Party Chapter 12 This is a work of fiction. All characters herein are also fictitious so, if you think you can identify a character because of some similarity, you are in error. Some characters have been borrowed, with his kind permission, from Jacob Lion’s story “A Neglected Boy”. There may be some references to sexual practices in the text but it will be of a gentle and loving nature and not remotely pornographic. If you are looking for pornography, look elsewhere. Some of the characters are minors so , if it is not legal for you to read this story, please don’t. Otherwise, I hope you will enjoy it. If you wish to send feedback, you can contact me at lfa4321jonah@outlook . There are pictures of some of the characters in this story on Jacob Lion’s website. bly/ Please remember that Nifty is kind enough to publish these stories for our enjoyment, but the only income is donations. We need to keep this site going so please consider donating to Nifty fty/donate.html The Boston Tea-Party Chapter 12 by Jonah Well I’ve told you the starting positions, so I suppose I ought to tell you how we were at the finish. Actually there wasn’t as much moving about as I expected, but there was a surprise. I woke in the darkness to find that somebody was masturbating me. That probably meant that Sammy was no longer in his own bed, since I didn’t think Luke would be brave enough. He cleaned me up afterwards so I said nothing. I just carrried on pretending to be asleep. Well I wasn’t pretending for long because it was daylight and somebody was licking my feet. Kori still lay next to me and I recognised Sammys slightly larger feet and the two pair of smaller ones – one little foot trying to find my mouth. I licked it and then lay sucking each toe in turn as I tried to work out what was puzzling me. Eventually I did the maths. I raised my head and looked down. At the foot of the bed I could just see one ginger mop of curls, one redhead fringe and one blonde fringe. “Cody!” I exclaimed,” what the hell are you doing here?” “Morning Simon”, the boy replied. “Good to see you too”. “How did you get in?” I demanded. “I didn’t”, he replied. “I was already here. I didn’t think anybody would notice I didn’t go back because Kevin wouldn’t count us”. “But why are you here?” I said, puzzled. “I had a good time last night. I wanted to see your penis again and I liked what Sammy did to my feet. I did his too last night and he said if I slept down here you’d probably do mine, and you did Simon. It was fantastic”. I felt like I was the chap who had to push a boulder uphill for ever. “But Cody”, I said, “You can’t just go around having sex with everyone you meet – especially without their knowledge or consent”. “Why not – always did izmit escort bayan before”. I lay back exasperated. There was no arguing against that sort of logic. Liam came through from next door – naked as usual. “Jake says he wants everybody showered and dressed.” “Not you”, I said to Cody. “You’ve got your own room to shower in. If you go now Jake might not notice you’re here” He shrugged, and slid out of bed. He made it as far as the door. “Cody!” He stopped. “Put some clothes on.” Liam was standing by the connecting door with his mouth hanging open. Eventually he just shook his head, turned and went back next-door. Cody put on some boxers and a t shirt and, carrying the rest of his clothes, departed. Kori and I slid into the shower, which already held Luke and Sammy. I’d noticed that Luke took extreme care when handling Sammy, but Sammy didn’t return the compliment. They both took their time over each others feet, but then, so did I over Kori’s. Kori and I attended to each other very thoroughly, but if you’re expecting more detail than that – well let’s just say that, if that bottle of strawberry shampoo were writing this story, it could have told you a lot more than I’m going to. Breakfast in the hotel restaurant was a merry affair because we were teamed up with Kevin and his boys again. Cody sat next to me, and I could sense some nervous tension. Eventually I stood and headed for the toilet. Sure enough Cody came in after a few moments. “Simon,” he said urgently, “you won’t say anything to Kevin, will you?” I was not pleased with this. “I should you know,” I pointed out. “If Jake knew he would certainly speak to Kevin about it. You’re asking me to lie for you, and with Kori, Luke and Sammy knowing about it too”. “Aw! They won’t say anything”. “Well they should, and so should I”. Tears started to flow. “Please Simon, ” he sobbed, ” if Kevin found out he would send me home. He wouldn’t let me be part of the team”. “Shouldn’t you have thought about that before you hid in our room last night?” He nodded. “Well I’m not going to say anything to Kevin or to Jake, unless they ask me, but if anything like that ever happens again…” “It won’t. Thank you Simon! You don’t know how much this means. I’ll do anything …..” “Cody, finish what you came in here for and get out. Wash your face first.” When I got back to our table he was already seated with the swim team but I was not optimistic. I remembered Riku, and Cody was not different. With some boys what they say, when thinking with their brains, and what they do, when thinking with some other part of their anatomy, are widely at variance. We kept the breakfast light, as Jake had said we could swim this morning. In no time we were back in our rooms and collecting our swim gear. izmit eve gelen escort When we got to the pool we found we were being outclassed before we even entered the water. Liam and Kori did the outclassing and I shall only say one word – speedos. Liam had red and yellow but Kori, well when he appeared in those silver and black speedos you could hear the gasp from the entire building. I don’t know who invented speedos, but I do know that, when he did, he invented them for Kori. I’m pretty sure Kevin was showing off for our benefit. He could dive off the top board and enter the water at such an angle that the water barely rippled. All his boys were pretty good, though only Cody came anywhere near this standard. I was happy to enter the water from the poolside, though I knew Pete liked to dive. Luke had never really learned to swim but Pete was teaching him at the shallow end. I spent a lot of time on the side because, although Sammy had changed into his costume, he felt nervous about going in with so many people there. He had a point. It would be too easy for him to get knocked or jostled and to sustain a serious injury. Well Jonah soon came down to tell us that Jake wanted us showered and then to report to his room ready for lunch, so that we could get on our way. Then he went and had a conflab with Kevin, the content of which I didn’t discover till later. When you’ve got a guilty secret anything that happens can seem to relate to it. Had Jake found out, and was Jonah delivering a summons? This is ridiculous. I haven’t even GOT a guilty secret – Cody has. I already felt angry with Cody, and this wasn’t helping. Well Jake soon had us in the minibus and headed for the I-95. Kori thought we might be going to Mystic again. He changed his mind when we pulled into a MacDonalds near Madison for lunch. Surely Jake would have just taken us to the Galley again. The puzzlement grew when we turned off the interstate at Westbrook. Ten minutes later we were parked up alongside the railway terminus of the Essex Steam Railroad. Various railroad cars stood around and a few diesel locomotives. Outside a white painted shed stood a huge steam locomotive, but she was dead. The live locomotive stood at the head of a train of coaches and Jake led us over there. He showed a ticket to a smartly uniformed official and we climbed aboard the train. After we had made ourselves comfortable for a while the coach jerked into motion. We could hear the big locomotive’s Westinghouse pump working overtime, a noise you never hear from British locomotives. We accelerated away from the level crossing over the road that we had arrived on, and were soon in dense woodland. Our loco was obviously an oil-burner. A coal or wood-burner would have been izmit otele gelen escort for ever starting fires in that sort of country. Sometimes branches brushed the windows. Nobody thought of sticking their head out. A few clearings in the forest afforded us a view of – more forest. Eventually it opened out and a wide river swept in on our right. The train slowed as we passed a sort of marina. Soon we were running paralell to the river and the marina dropped back out of sight. The train ground to a halt. We alighted to find that a steamboat, of classic American design, was moored at a landing a little way off. Many of the passengers from the train were boarding her, but Jake said we were going back on the train. The big loco simmered, only her Wessie pump working steadilly now, so we walked to where we could look at it. Eventually we had to climb back on board to resume our journey. After just short of an hour of railroading we were back at the terminus at Essex. there was plenty of time to look around our loco and the engineer let Pete and I look in the cab. It was a lot different from the English locos we had been on. It was a lot further to climb up for a start. It also seemed strange that the engineer and stoker had comfortable, forwards facing seats to drive from, whereas, in England the driver drives standing up or perched on a wooden , tip-up seat on the cab side (I know some English locos have the comfortable seats, but I didn’t know it then). Well Jake loaded us up and took us back to the Clarion, to get cleaned up for dinner. He had booked us in at the Great wall of China, and we soon discopvered that Kevin and his boys were booked in too. I’m afraid that news didn’t excite me as much as it did the others. The meal was excellent and when we returned to the Clarion it was everybody in Jake’s room again. Cody and Sammy spent a bit of time in our room but I didn’t want to know. Eventually Jake said to Kevin, “I suppose you’d best be rounding your boys up, big day tomorrow.” “Yup!” replied Kevin. “Come on boys, let these people get some shut-eye”. “Be sure you’ve got them all”, said Jake. Kevin had Cody by the back of his collar. “Oh, if I was to lose one, I know which one you can have”, he remarked. “Night Kevin! Night boys”, said Jake, as he winked at me. What? “He’s not very good at hiding under beds” Jake said quietly to me after Kevin’s party had left. “You can trust me Simon, but you did the right thing. He really would have been in trouble if Kevin found out”. I felt a lot happier as I showered and climbed in bed with Kori. Luke and Sammy climbed in opposite ends of the other bed. TO BE CONTINUED If you have enjoyed this story you will probably enjoy previous stories by the same author on Nifty’s Gay Adult/Youth Archive. Letter from America, Stranger on a Train, Marooned, also The Pen-Pals, on the Gay Young Friends site. For a much longer story by a different author, I would recommend A Neglected Boy, by Jacob Lion. I’d like to thank Jacob for his help in writing this. I couldn’t have done it on my own.
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