Subject: flight 247 lost boys chapter 7

FLIGHT 247 LOST BOYS
By Boys in the Hood

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Chapter 7

SURPRISE, SURPRISE, SURPRISEThe boys woke up late after a long night of feasting on roast pig and baked
fruit so it took the boys some time to get up and start the day with
finding food for breakfast.

“Oh I need to take a dump a long painful dump.” Jackson moaned as he and
others started to leave their shelters and find a place to do their
business. “I know how you feel, my butt is ready to give birth to a long
log and I will need a spade to dig a deep trench to bury what I have to
unload.” Desmond gasped as he and other boys quickly dug pits to take a
dump.

After a quick unloading of last night’s feast all the boys went to the sea
and washed themselves as no toilet paper was around to clean themselves.
“Hi Ron, you look happy so What’s up beside that cut pecker of yours .”
Wesley hooted.

“I had a wet dream again; I don’t know why I get them at times as I take
care of my needs but lately I am Cumming in my sleep.” The 14 year old
said. `You mean you masturbate and still get wet dreams.” Jackson asked.
“Yeah, maybe I’m just making more than I’m shooting as I was wet down there
when I woke up.” Ron replied.

“It’s all that coconut milk you are drinking Ron it making you make more
boy milk than you can handle.” Wesley laughed as the twins walked up to the
boys holding 8 fish they just caught a while ago. “Well look who has
returned the famous cooks of Castaway Island.” Ron giggled.

“Well if it was not for us you lot would be chewing on the bones of last
night’s dinner.” Mike and Peter said. `I love you guys.” Ron hooted as
gave the twins a kiss on the cheeks and quickly got a fire going as others
decided to help out and gather coconuts for filling the coke bottles.

As Ron was cooking the fish a blonde boy walked up to him and asked Ron a
personal question.” Hey Ron can I ask you something about you know boy
stuff.” A blonde headed nude boy asked. “Sure dude what do you want to
know.” Ron replied. “Well it’s like this I can’t shoot you know the sticky
stuff and my friend did last night and laughed at me cos my pecker wouldn’t
shoot that stuff out.” Blake replied.

“How old are you Blake as that will tell me what stage of puberty you are
in.” Ron questioned the boy. “I’m 11.” He replied. “Can I ask you if you
masturbate, play with your penis? get a feeling like you are about to
pee.” Ron grinned. `I don’t know Ron what feeling do you mean.” Blake
asked.

Ok, look after breakfast I will ask the guys if anyone wants to talk about
this and we will all sit down and talk about sperms and masturbating how
would that sound to you.” Ron smiled as he turned over the fish in the
pans. “Oh, I think, it might be embarrassing for me to tell the boys I
can’t make sperm yet, will they laugh at me.” Blake wanted to know.

“Look Blake all of us here have gone through this at one stage as all boys
grow differently and some get sperm sooner or later so we will all sit down
and talk about how we first squirted and got pubes.” Ron said as he looked
at Blake’s naked groin and saw a tiny amount of blonde pubes around his
shaft.

“Thanks Ron you are a pal.” Blake giggled as he hugged Ron and then walked
back to help out with breakfast.