Lads Holiday Chapter 3

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Lads Holiday Chapter 3The next morning, we all woke up about 10am. Fowler took the first shower,then Charlie went in second. The shower room was also the toilet and wecould all hear that Charlie was making use of both facilities while he wasin there.When he was done showering, he came out and Pete stood up to go in next.”Wouldn’t go in there yet Pete man” he advised, “it’s a bit potent”. Heturned to me. “You wanna take the next shower Ste?”.I blushed a little at this, but decided not to make a deal of it. Besides,sometimes when Charlie asked a question like that, it felt more like anorder. I just held my head up and went in for the shower.He wasn’t k**ding though. My lungs took in the deep man smell that Charliehad left in there. It didn’t really bother me though. In a way it eventurned me on. It reminded me of the other night, the smell of his crotchas he thrust his dick down my throat. I took a shower as usual, then cameout and got dressed, and Pete went in for the final shower, now that thesmell had cleared a bit.I searched around for my phone to check my messages, but couldn’t see itanywhere. Charlie got a text through and reported that we were going to bemeeting the others in half an hour. I was still searching all around thebed though and through my bag for the damn phone.I turned to Charlie and Fowls, slightly worried now that i’d lost it.”Guys, you haven’t seen my phone have you?”. They both ignored me.”Guys?” I said again.”Yeah it’s here” Charlie said without looking up. He picked it up from theplace on the bed beside him and chucked it in my general direction. Imanaged to dart to the side and catch it before it smashed into the wall.My heart was beating slightly faster. “How come it was over there?” Isaid, trying not to sound too confrontational. Charlie looked up andFowler laughed.Charlie looked me straight in the eye. “We were just getting someinsurance” he said, then returned to looking at the lads mag opened on adouble page spread on his bed.I was confused. “What?” was all I could come out with.Charlie got up, clearly irritated that this conversation was stillhappening. He walked across to me, and I stood up, so he was right up to myface.”C’mon fag” he said smiling, almost sneering, “don’t be like that with us.You’ve spent the last two days giving us awesome head, and doing what wewant”. He glanced back at Fowler on the top bunk and they both smiled.”We were just taking down a couple of numbers so we’ve got a bit ofinsurance”.”We just wanna make sure you keep on treating us right fagboy” Fowls added.I wasn’t sure what this meant. “You wanna blackmail me?’ I said, almostshaking, my heart in my mouth. This was getting a bit fucked up.Charlie laughed. “Fag, don’t be such a drama queen. You just keep on beinga good obedient boy, and then we’ve got no reason to send pictures of yousucking dick to anyone”. Seeing bahis şirketleri the look on my face Charlie laughed again,but this time more kindly. “C’mon, we’re fucking with you man. We’re notgonna send shit to anyone. We won’t even tell your old mates what you’vebeen up to after-hours”.I looked in his eyes and he looked genuine. This made me feel a lotbetter. Why would he bother saying this if he wasn’t being genuine. If itonly meant sucking their dicks some more for the rest of the week andcarrying on as normal, then that was pretty much cool with me.”But listen fag” Charlie said, seemingly remembering one last thing.”There’s one other thing that you got to do”. My heart skipped a beatagain.”I get a real fucking kick out of calling you fag in front of yourmates…”. Jesus. “…And i want them to call you it too”. A whole bunchof thoughts rushed through my mind. Even if I was cool with this, I justcouldn’t see it happening.”For the rest of the time here, your nickname is just gonna be ‘fag'”Charlie said, “ok?””But…” I began, trying to think how to verbalise all the things I wasthinking””Don’t worry fag, i’ll make sure all the others know. All you need to dois just play along. Make sure everyone knows your cool with it”.I wasn’t sure how to respond.”Understood?” Charlie said, impatiently. Pete was out of the bathroom nowand him and Fowls were both looking at me too, waiting for compliance.”Sure” I said quietly, figuring that there didn’t seem much choice.Charlie broke out in a grin.When Pete was ready we headed down to meet the others in the receptionlobby, and went out to get lunch. Over food, everyone was joking about theantics from the night before. when we were all out at seem cheesyeuro-disco club.”Fuck, Rich, when you tried crowd-surfing off the stage last night” Charliewas saying, killing himself laughing. “I mean, what the fuck!”. Everyonewas laughing along and Charlie was centre of attention as usual.”So did you boys all sleep alright?” Dan asked to the four of us in ourroom. I figured he was mainly asking to check if I was ok though.Charlie answered quickest. “We’re all getting on fucking famously dude,me, Pete, Fowls and fag”.The four guys from the other room stopped and looked up. I could see thatthey were all a bit unsure about Charlie calling me that. Especially nowthat it was daytime, and everyone was sober.”Charlie, erm, ‘fag’ isn’t really a cool term” Rich said diplomatically,trying not to make an issue of it or embarass me, but obviously wanting tonip any problem in the bud. I didn’t say anything.Charlie responded quickly though. “Nah, nah, it’s cool man. He’s coolwith the nickname. We were just messing about last night and talking abouthow fucked up all the fag stuff in America is. It’s an ironic nickname youknow?”. He turned to me.This was the moment I had to stand up for myself or just play mobilbahis along withwhat Charlie wanted.I laughed as convincingly as I could. “Seriously Rich, stop being sosensitive, it’s just a nickname”. The others looked convinced by that,although Rich didn’t look so sure. I looked across and Charlie wassmiling.”So what are you guys thinking about for today?” I asked the others, butmainly towards Dan and Rich.”We were thinking maybe the Jewish Museum?” Dan answered. “You wanted tocheck that out too right?” he asked me.Before I could say yes, Charlie jumped in. “Dan man, a fucking museum? Usfour were talking about going down Alexanderplatz and getting some beersin, then stay down that end of town.” Pete and Fowls seconded that plan.Dan nodded. “That’s cool man, we can do different stuff” he said. “Thencatch up later and get some more beers, yeah?”. Charlie nodded.”So who you gonna go with Ste?” Rich asked.Charlie jumped in quickly again. “C’mon fag, you gotta come with us. Boysin room 22 got to stick together. You can’t leave me hanging round all daywith just these muppets…” he said, gesturing to Fowler and Pete.Feeling an air of inevitably, I agreed. “K, sure, beers sounds good”.As the other headed off Charlie leant into my ear. “You just keepingfollowing my lead fagboy and we’re all good”.On the way down to Alexanderplatz, we headed past the sex museum. Everyonewas joking about, and things seemed cool. I was starting to think theseguys were ok really.Fowler insisted we all go in to the sex museum, for a laugh, and everyoneagreed. We walked in past a six foot high wooden penis, and the guys madeobvious jokes about it nearly being as big as theirs. Of course I knewexactly how big two of their penis’ were.Most of the place was pretty boring pictures of black and white naked womenand naked men with 70s moustaches. Really not titillating. There was asection in colour of totally naked women spread across cars and motorbikesand various other objects, which the other guys all enjoyed. I circledround the guy pictures, but there wasn’t much that was great.Further along there were a few small curtained rooms off the sides of thecorridor, showing some of the more explicit and ‘potentially offensive’parts of the exhibition. It struck me that if you were offended by stufflike that, then you probably shouldn’t be in a sex museum. But then I sawa picture of a woman being penetrated by a horse, and I felt slightly sick.Further down the corridor I watched Fowls emerge from one of the curtainedrooms and pull Charlie, who had been looking at something just outside,into the room to check it out. As I came closer Charlie emerged from theroom and he beckoned me over. Come check this out fag, he said as Istepped into the empty room. It was just a small room and Fowls had leftso it was just Charlie and I in there. On the mobilbahis giriş walls there were lit-upcabinets with pictures of men and women in various submission positions -on their knees, sometimes sucking cock, some on all fours, some being usedas human footrests, sometimes with a dog tail fixed by a plug in their ass,and some with a collar and leash on. I felt slightly nervous at Charlie’sexcitment.”You ever done shit like this fag?” he asked”Erm no”, I replied, slightly dismissively.Suddenly Charlie’s hand was gripping my chin and his beautiful but firmchiselled face was up close to me. “Listen fag, I want you to always callme Sir whenever its just us and Pete and Fowls around, yeah”. He lookeddeep in my eyes, so sternly. “I know you like that anyway” he concludedand his hand pushed against my by now rock-hard dick. He knew exactly thehold he had on me.My heart was racing but I looked in his eye, and it felt ok doing this.`Yes Sir’ I said, finally, and he released the grip on my chin.”Good” he said, pleased with the outcome. “Alright fag, carry on” he saidand pushed me back out through the curtain into the main corridor.After the museum we went onto another bar and I went across to get thefirst round in. The other three were drinking quickly and had downed theirpints by the time I was only half way down.Charlie put his pint glass down, looked at me and smiled. “Go get somemore beers for us” he instructed simply.I looked at him, unsure if he as serious. “I just got the last round’ Isaid, although suspecting that this was going to be irrelevant.Charlie just stared at me. “You’re the fag” he said simply. “Now go. Justthree pints. For the men”. And that was it. I went.As I walked back with the three pints, I saw my half drunk pint sitting infront of Pete on the end. His face was bowed over it, and I watched inslow motion as a gob of spit dropped from his mouth into my pint.I put the beers down on the table and Charlie passed them to the otherguys. He passed the beer from Pete back to me.”We just gave you a bit of a top-up fag’ Charlie said grinning.I didn’t want to be turned on by this, but I was. And I knew I couldn’targue with these guys. I took the pint and took a gulp without sayinganything. I could taste the froth that their spit generated straight away.”Thank us fag” Charlie said, firmly.I looked up from my pint. Was I really being asked to do this. To thankthem for having to drink their spit.”Thank us for our present fag” he said again. He looked expectantly at mewith a smirk on his face. He knew exactly what was going to happen.”Thankyou Sirs” I said to all three. Charlie smiled wide and then reachedover and ruffled my hair. “Such an awesome obedient fag boy”.It was about 5pm now, and Charlie got a text through and we watched himtext a quick reply. He looked up.”The other guys are gonna head to sex museum then get some food, so they’vesaid they’re not going to head over this way. I’ve told them we’ve donethat shit, so we’ll just catch up with them in the morning. Whichmeans…” he paused and looked up at me, smiling, “…you’re all ours fortonight now fag”.

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