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Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 30.


Jakub is not sure what to think. His heart already felt like it was jumping rope inside his chest, when his Aunt Lilka showed up. He was so sure his
aunt was going to inform mother what her son was doing. Instead, Aunt Lilka added to the bizarre goings on by getting out some kind of pill.
The small white pill was given to the tied-up Swedish boy. What was that pill? Aunt Lilka wouldn't say. Next, Inga insists that Jakub get body painted, just like she is, and be entered into the competition. He's been naked all afternoon on this beach while doing his best not to be noticed. He's been trying to hide his persistently hard dick from attracting too much attention. And now he's going to get painted up and entered into the contest?

The older man wants to paint Inga. Inga says Jakub must be painted also.
How come Jakub doesn't get a say in all of this?

"Maybe I don't want to get painted. Maybe Peter wants to get painted up," Jakub says, but without much loudness, not much bravado. If he's
trying for assertiveness, it's not working.

"Jakub, you can't get out of this. I'm using my dare on you right now. You dared me to get painted. Now I am daring you back. Peter, if he tries
to leave you tackle him."

"Gladly," Peter says. "I'll chase him down and drag him back."

"Okay, okay. I've been dared. I'll enter the bodypainting show. But who is painting me? Are you mister?"

Jakub looks closer at the man who offered to do the painting on Inga. It's hard to say how old he his, with his full beard that only has a touch of
gray in it. He is well tanned and muscled, wearing small and tight running shorts that are white. Both the shorts and his arms have paint
splotches. The man puts down his much larger paint set. It's like a wide box that opens up two ways, displaying paints on two different popout drawers with some brushes and plastic tubes at the bottom.

"My name is Papadapolous. I'm from Greece. Just call me Mr. Papa." Mr. Papa is looking intently at Inga's legs. He's looking her up and down, from her bare feet up to her already painted over pussy. His eyes remain on her body as his hands expertly open the case of paints to get things ready.
"There isn't time for me to paint two people. The competition starts in half an hour." Then Mr. Papa turns his head, and he shouts toward the tarp
where the competitors are gathering. "Eleni...Eleni..." Mr. Papa yells toward the tarp.

A teenage girl runs over, carrying a painting case. Eleni is wearing what looks like animal skins. She looks like a cave girl out of some low budget movie from over fifty years ago. Her hair is kind of short, wavy and dark. A thin piece of material covers her front, but her breasts are nearly uncovered. The clothes she has on are splotched with paint, with more splotches on her bare legs.

The girl is stunning to look at, with thick dark eyebrows and brown eyes. Jakub wonders what she is wearing under that cloth? What kind of underwear covers her down there. There are only a couple strings along the side of her hips that hold the front flap and backside flap together,
and no sign of tan lines. Strings loosely holding the costume up around the neck are the only thing keeping it from falling down. Jakub's dick had been slowly coming down. When the painting got interrupted, when Gustaf's capture and punishment had everyone's attention, the penis had a chance to take a break and get soft. Break time over, Jakub's dick is stirring once more. It hardly had time to fully get flaccid.

"I'm going to finish painting this young woman here," Mr. Papa says. "You paint this boy over there. The one with the yellow penis. Paint him
something nice. These two are going into the contest."

Jakub is about to introduce himself to Eleni when a loud murmur comes from nearby, whispers and giggles turning into excited chatter and laughter.

Jakub turns toward the sound. About fifteen feet away Gustaf is tied up on the lifeguard stand. Something is going on that is exciting the
group of children who have been gawking at the naked boy. Several of the kids are pointing at Gustaf's dick. It appears the boy's penis has gotten hard and is pointing outward. It's pointing way out. Gustaf's long dangly dick has become super long and it's rising up to point skyward. The
Swedes large and low hanging balls are fully on display. It's an impressive sight. The one most shocked by the sight is Gustaf. He's looking down
at his enlarging erection as if a snake had crawled up his leg. He looks shocked. He looks dismayed.

"Why is it doing that?" one of the girls asks.
"Why is it getting so big?' asks another.
"Hahaha, he's getting a hardon," one of the boys says.

Helga, sitting on top of the lifeguard stand, looks behind her and down. It must be a funny sight from her point of view above the naked boy.
Helga starts laughing. "You know what the punishment is for such a naughty display? Each of you kids may give the boy one spank."

"No, No...don't spank me...please no," but nobody heeds the pleading boy's words. One by one the kids step up to spank Gustaf. The slaps on the
ass make the boy's penis wave back and forth and it looks to be getting even stiffer. With his dick sticking up so much and his balls swaying so
much below it, it's an amazing sight for the happy children. Even Peter steps over to give Gustaf a nice hard slap on the rump. The sounds have gotten the attention of even more adults as they walk along the beach. More cameras come out to take videos.

"Peter, get over here. Leave Gustaf alone. He has enough attention as it is," Inga says, and Peter comes running back over and he's looking totally
pleased with himself.

"Wow. Gustaf's got a big one. It's way longer than yours, Jakub," and Peter looks down at himself. As more big boys get naked on this beach,
the smaller Peter is looking. Peter is fully naked, but none of the kids are looking at him. They are all wowed by the sight of the fourteen year
old boy strapped onto the guard chair.

"Hello. I guess you must be Jakub. I'm Eleni and my father says I am to give you a nice painting on your body."

Jakub looks at Eleni. My goodness the girl is pretty. With short wavy dark hair and dark eyes, Eleni is so different from Inga and the other girls
from northern European countries. She has that classic olive tan skin tone. The width of the material on her chest is just past the nipples. The
sides of her breasts are showing. This is different from breasts covered by small bikini tops. With this outfit, Eleni's breasts could pop out with
any sideways or rapid movement. The possibility of a breast popping out is more enticing and exciting than a breast staying out in the open.

"Yes. I'm Jakub. I'm from Poland."

"What do you want me to paint on you, Jakub."

Jakub looks down at his body. It's something he's never thought about. He's been helping Peter get flowers painted on Inga, but he never thought
about what would look good on himself.

"Paint whatever you want."

"First I got to get situated where this boy at the lifeguard chair doesn't distract me," and Eleni grabs Jakub by the shoulders and has him face
directly toward the lifeguard chair and the moaning captive.

Gustaf has started moaning and groaning, and the children continue to laugh, giggle, spank, poke and prod the poor boy. It's a very distracting
sight, and Eleni sets herself up in a place to not see any of it. With Jakub standing and facing toward the chair, Eleni places her paint set on the
ground near Jakub's feet. It's a case similar to her fathers, just not as large. Eleni kneels down and opens it up. Jakub is immediately aware that
a beautiful young woman is kneeling down before him in the blowjob giving position. Jakub looks down and can see the material of the girl's chest
covering fall away when she leans downward. The tops of her breasts can be seen. What he can't see are the nipples. The nipples are pushed into
her animal skin top covering. Jakub can feel his penis pushing outward. Once again, he's getting an erection he can't stop from happening.

I get the character of Eleni from a Greek movie.
"Young Aphrodites" from 1963.

The young woman is very much as I described in the chapter.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVpn48U6BE0

A very bold film for the early 60's when it comes to the costumes. The English or Americans would not have been able
to film it exactly this way. No topless teenagers back then, except in Italian and Greek films.

The main boy character is unfortunately too young to actually go after girls. He needed to be a couple years older.

What a set up, each chapter is building and building to something amazing. Each chapter whas me wanting more.

Thanks for adding a clip so that we readers can properly imagine how characters look!

Yet another great chapter, I can see Eleni causing all kinds of embarrassment to Jakub, especially as he can't seem to keep his penis under control when he's with her, and he has to go and face a big audience at the competition.

I hope he doesn't somehow get in trouble and end up in a similar position to Gustaf....

Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 31.


Jakub could feel the color changing on his face. He's had enough experience with blushing, either from embarrassment or shame or a combination
of both, to know that he is blushing. He knows his normally pale cheeks are turning rosy. What is the cause of this blushing of the cheeks?
The Greek teenage girl, Eleni. She is to blame. Maybe if she wasn't so hot it might not happen. Maybe if her breasts were not so exposed. The
tops of her firm breasts and a glimpse of her nipples are visible when she leaned over to open her paint case. Maybe if Eleni's face wasn't so damn close to his cock it wouldn't happen, the slight tingling sensation and the feeling of warmth spreading across the cheeks.

'Just breathe. Just breathe normally. Calm down,' Jakub says to himself. But how does a boy remain calm when a girl, sculpted like a goddess,
is nearly naked down at one's feet?

Jakub can feel something else happening. He doesn't have to look to know what it is. He's felt this happen many times this day. It's among the
most uncontrollable things in the world, as predictable as it is inevitable. Young teenage boys are going to pop a boner at the worst times. Jakub wishes this wasn't one of those times.

Eleni finds a paintbrush she likes, grabs a bottle of water from her paint kit, and she looks up to see Jakub's penis as it rises up. It's rising rapidly,
as if it's required to stand up and salute whenever a beautiful Greek teenage girl gets down on her knees. As usual, Peter is most unhelpful in
such situations.

"Jakub my friend, can't you control yourself?" and Peter laughs, knowing Jakub has no control, and he laughs louder when Jakub's purplish
mushroom head pops out beyond the foreskin to make yet another appearance.

Eleni smiles, looking a little embarrassed herself. Her teeth are perfectly straight and pearly white, which is such a stunning contrast to her
brown eyes and black wavy hair. "You are a most impressive young man. How old are you?'

"We're both twelve," Peter says, as he steps closer. Peter looks to be quite pleased with himself, then he points toward the paint box that
Eleni opened down on the sand in front of Jakub's feet. "You have a tape measure. Can I, can I use it?"

"No. No. Don't let him have it." Jakub says vehemently, knowing that no good is going to come of this, certainly not good for him.

"Sure. You can borrow it." Eleni says. She picks up the rolled tape measure and hands it to Peter. "What do you need it for?"

"I'll show you," says Peter, unwinding the tape measure. Peter places the end of the measure at the base of Jakub's penis, which is sticking up
at its maximum angle. At the touch of the tape, the penis twitches and jerks, and even the veins pop out more. Peter has to pull down on it as
he runs the tape along its length. Eleni is now giggling. She's doing her best to keep it quiet, but she can't completely stifle it. The tape gets
curled over the end of the erection and Peter holds the tape measure in place. "Would you please do a reading. I looked already. Just want a second opinion."

Eleni flashes her brilliant white teeth again, this time with an extra gleam in her eyes. She takes hold of the tape, replacing Peter's hands.
Leaning down close, she reads the measurement. Even with fingers holding a tape measure on it, Jakub's dick visibly bobs up and down with pulsations of a quarter inch rising and falling.

"I get a measure of fourteen and a half centimeters (5.75 inches)."

"Holy Cow. That makes you nearly two centimeters longer than me," Peter says, looking down at the measurement again, obviously very much in awe.

"Some friend you are. Talking about my dick in front of other people."

"I'm talking about my dick too," Peter says, and he places his fingers onto his own dick for emphasis, and he pulls on it, stretches it out for added
emphasis. "Measure me if you want to."

The whole conversation must be funny to Eleni. She is giggling again and not trying to hide it this time.

"I'm not a doctor, but I have painted a lot of boys on this beach. It's an impressive figure, Jakub. Certainly, for a boy who's twelve." Eleni pulls
her hand back and for a few moments both she and Peter look upon the amazingly large twelve year old penis as it pulses up and down.

"Can I borrow the tape measure again?"

Peter grabs the tape measure. Eleni and Jakub follow with their eyes as Peter runs toward the lifeguard stand. A dozen children and a few grownups are gathered around the chair, as the public punishment of Gustaf is currently in progress. The tied-up boy has been moaning and
groaning with several yelps of pain, and all for good reason. Not only does Gustaf have the most intense and hard erection on the beach due to
the enhancement virility pill, but he also has the reddest ass on the beach from the spankings he received from the children who all got to give
him one hard spank. Even Peter participated in the spanking portion of the poor boy's punishment, and now Peter is about to add to the embarrassment and humiliation. Peter pushes his way through to Gustaf's side. Peter, to the gleeful merriment of the children gathered around, measures Gustaf's penis.

Helga, the lifeguard sitting on the chair on top of the stand, can hear that something different is happening below her. Helga heard the increased
sound volume of laughter, heard the shouts of "How big is it?" and looking down, she joins in the laughing.

"You mean he's still got an erection? He's making me want to hop on the next plane to Stockholm to get my hands on a smorgasbord of horny Swedish boys....Well, speak up down there. How big is the penis?"

From fifteen feet away, Jakub can see the grin on Peter's face. Peter looks thrilled, like he is a herpetologist, and he just discovered a new species of snake, one that only lives on the beaches of the Adriatic Sea.

"Gustaf is eighteen and a half centimeters (7.25 inches).

Helga gets up from her chair and she climbs down the steps. The lifeguard comes over and she does the "official" beach measurement of the
boy's dick, which obviously needed a second opinion from a professional. "Wow. That is a big one. And you're only fourteen. My my...hey kids,
look around for small stones. I have a great idea."

The children run around the lifeguard stand, looking for small stones. Several are found and brought over. Helga takes the small stones from
the kids. Six small stones were found.

"Now look closely kids," Helga says, as she grabs hold of Gustaf's dick. Helga pulls down the erection, pulls down on it as far as it will go. The
penis went from a 45-degree angle pointing upward to a 45-degree angle pointing downward. Placing a small stone on the back of the exposed
head, a light pink colored head, she says to the kids, "You know what a catapult is, right? Now here we have the Cock-a-pult," and Helga lets go
of Gustaf's penis. The boy's penis springs upward and the small stone goes flying up into the air several feet, followed by a smacking sound as
the penis slaps Gustaf's stomach.

The children cheer. They shout out enthusiastically, "My turn. I want to try it." The children, including Peter, are thrilled with the new use of
a boy's hardon. With Gustaf likely to have the hardon for another couple hours, there will be plenty of Cock-a-pult launches to go around to keep
everybody happy and entertained.

Poor Gustaf's is not happy and entertained. His face is turning red. In fact, much of his body has turned pinkish. He must not have put on sunscreen. Gustaf, who was pasty white an hour earlier, is turning the color of a boiled shrimp. Where was Monet when she could have been of
service to rub the Swedish boys down with lotion? Certainly she would have volunteered to rub her slathered up hands all over the boy's body.
To bad. Too late. The boy's going to be feeling the burn soon enough. Even the boy's scrotum has turned a deep shade of pink, probably enhanced
by the virility drug. The new game being played on his penis isn't going to help, as over and over his raging erection is pulled down to let another
pebble fly toward the sea.

All Jakub can say when he sees this, is, "I'm glad that's not me."

Oh my, those are some big boys! Sheesh! Turns out Jakub is even bigger than we could have imagined and Gustaf the new boy is also long. What sights those must be. I can't wait to see if Gustaf's cockapult can fire? That would be embarrassing!

With the kids constantly firing off his pebble launcher, it's only a matter of time till the rocket launcher kicks in.

Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 32.


Peter is so full of excitement that he is nearly jumping up and down, can scarcely contain his glee. He comes running over with the biggest
grin on his face. "Did you see? Did you see that? Gustaf's dick is huge and hard, and it can send a pebble flying a long way."

"Yes, I saw that," Jakub says.

Jakub isn't quite as thrilled about the erection pebble launcher. He didn't need to see that in order for himself to be excited and turned on.
Jakub has been looking down mostly, looking down as Eleni prepared her paints and brushes and the girl is ready to begin. Jakub is already a
little overly excited. His own dick is hard as a rock, and probably could send small rocks flying a long way if it too was pulled down to become a cockapult.

Eleni has taken out a separate little painters' tray and made a sizeable portion of liquid paint. The biggest surprise is Eleni used only the black
and the white, mostly white with some black added. She has a full batch of gray paint prepared. Eleni doesn't even use a brush, getting the palm
of her right hand coated in gray paint. She begins by rubbing this all over Jakub's stomach. The feel is very much like getting sunscreen smeared on, and the touch of her hand has him getting all tingly again. Eleni starts just above the belly button and smears gray all around, then she starts working down toward the crotch. Jakub is stunned.

"You're going to use your hands?"

"I'm putting down a base coat first," Eleni says, as her hand rubs below the belly button and presses against his skin, the hand in between
the erected penis and the belly, fingers touching the base of the shaft.

Looking down, Jakub can see just how much his dick is pulsating, throbbing, bobbing along to the beat of his heart. It twitches and touches the
back of Eleni's hand, he's sticking upward that much. Has he ever pointed straight upward that much?

"Here's the tape measure," Peter says, as he tosses the tape back into the paint box without rolling it back up. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes. You can help me do the gray. I need gray from the mid-point between his knees and the ankles. Start at that halfway point and then work
up both legs."

Peter gets gray paint on his palms. He finds what looks like the middle point of each shin and he marks a line in gray. He then uses his palms to
smear the paint on Jakub's legs, starting low and working upward. Jakub didn't really know what to expect when he got painted for the contest,
but getting much of his body smeared in gray was not it. As the pinkish color of Jakub's legs turns to gray, Eleni pauses as she looks closely
at the very erect super hardon in front of her face.

"Before I paint you over down here...I uh...I want to mention the color your penis is. Your body is fairly pale, but your penis looks reddish and
purple and the veins are a hint of blue underneath the angry redness. Sorry, I can't help but notice these things."

"Jakub has been getting stiffies all day," Peter says, as he continues to smear gray paint. "He didn't even need one of those little pills I saw his
aunt give to Gustaf's mother. That pill made Gustaf get such a hardon. Now Jakub, he just gets hard when the wind blows, or whenever anybody talks about him being naked. He's been very popular on the beach today. The other kids have been watching him. That swollen purple head
makes it look like he jerks off a lot."

"Will you shut up, Peter. I haven't touched myself all day. You were the one who was jerking it, remember." Jakub is getting flustered. His face would be turning pink if it wasn't already that color.

"Okie dokie Sir Jerksalot," and Peter laughs at his new nickname for Jakub.

"Everybody just be nice, and we can get this done, okay? There isn't much time," Eleni scolds both boys.

Peter immediately gets quiet, cause the next thing that happens is Eleni wraps her hands, both hands coated in gray, around Jakub's penis.

While Jakub is getting grayed, from his belly to below his knees, he looks over at Inga. He looks her way because he just can't look down
anymore. His dick feels like it wants to explode in the girl's face, and it appears like it just might do that. That dull ache is also starting up in
his balls again. What the hell keeps causing that?

If Jakub thought looking over at Inga would bring some semblance of relief to his over stimulated brain, he was mistaken. Inga is facing away from
him. Mr. Papa is painting her ass. The Greek painter is drawing intricate little petals of various flowers all over her bottom, with little tendrils of
flower stems coming from between her voluptuous and curvaceous ass cheeks. Roses and petunias springing directly from the crack of Inga's ass. Amazing. This is the first time Jakub has seen Inga's butt without her bikini bottom. Even without the flowery adornment her butt looks
delightfully inviting. Jakub never thought about grabbing Inga's ass. Such actions are out of bounds for twelve year old boys, but for the moment that's all he can think about.

"Somebody please stop this."

Jakub turns his head forward again, in the direction of the cry for help. It's Gustaf. He's been moaning and making some crying sounds for some
time, but those were his first words that are akin to begging for mercy. The children, most of them girls, most of them around eleven years old,
have stopped tossing pebbles on the cockapult. After all the yanking down on it, after all the spring-loaded tossing of pebbles, Gustaf's dick is
turning a reddish color nearly as dark as Jakub's.

"I can't take this anymore. Oh please, lifeguard help."

Lifeguards on the beach are paid to help when they are called for. However, Helga ignores the boy's cries for assistance. There is no help to be
had for the tied-up Swede. One of the older girls grabs hold of Gustaf's dick and she starts stroking on it, and this girl seems to know what she is
doing. The strokes are firm and full length up and down the seven and a quarter inches that Peter said the boy measured. The group of kids
moves in closer to get a better look, as the pace of the stroking picks up.

Suddenly Gustaf screams out..."Ohhhhhh!!"...and he lifts his face up to the sky. Mouth wide open, Gustaf screams out a second time. Jakub can
see the boy's body tense up. His muscles are popping. Peter stands up, and he turns around just in time for him to join Jakub in witnessing the eruption from the erection. If this scene was on an old whaling vessel the appropriate line would be "Thar she blows".

Apparently, one of the girls in front of Gustaf got a full blast. The girl screams and she puts her hands over her face. Then the girl runs from the
crowd, runs down the beach toward the water. Helga, the lifeguard, sees the girl running toward the waves. Helga starts laughing when the girl
bends over to stick her head down, then splashes her face and upper body with water. Most of the other children were stunned. Some of the
older ones are laughing along with the lifeguard.

Gustaf is not laughing. For the moment none of the kids has a hand on his dick, but for how much longer will it be till they go for a round two.
How many rounds does Gustaf have in the chamber?

"Please. Please let me go. This is killing me," the poor Swedish boy says.

If Jakub had the power to do it, he'd let Gustaf go. He can't stand to see anyone in pain. And that is why Jakub is surprised when he looks over
at Peter. Peter has a funny smile on his face and his hand is wrapped around and tugging on his own dick.

"Peter, what are you doing?" Jakub asks his friend.

Peter looks down. His dick is coated in gray paint, just like Jakub's is. Peter shakes his head and he chuckles. "I guess I got carried away. But wasn't that something. That thing really shot off." And then Peter looks down at Jakub's painted in gray penis. He watches as Eleni smears
Jakub's nutsack with paint. Peter's eyes get a funny look to them, and he smiles a strange sly smile.

Jakub knows there's something going on in Peter's head, but what? Peter has been proving to be quite unpredictable.

Oh my!!! Gustaf really blasted off! Looks like Jakub is going to feel a lot of sensations now and in a bit. I can't wait till a paintbrush is involved.

Maybe my favourite chapter yet.

The cockapult is such a funny concept, never heard of anything like that before haha. Poor Gustaf, normally now he's shot his wad he would feel a bit of relief but I'm guessing it won't really mean much after he's taken that pill.

Really really loved Jakub being embarrassed by Peter and overthinking things with Eleni at his feet, delicious humiliation is surely to come. Cannot wait for more! What a story!