The Summer Nico Becomes a Man

This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and an older man. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now.

Chapter 4: The Lake District with Mr Hamilton

Nico woke early on Sunday morning, he heard his mum answering the door and then recognised the deep voice of Uncle Dani. Nico had a dull ache across his head.

He'd spent yesterday catching up with his friends, Phil and Alex. They'd played football and then gone to the pub for most of the afternoon, finishing up at Phil's to play on the PlayStation. Nico had been relieved that his mates had shown their usual teenage lack of interest in anything other than their typical banter. He'd been slightly nervous of talking about his week for fear that just mentioning Andy or Tomasz would have made his cheeks flush.

The conversation had been:

Alex: "Good week mate?"

Nico: "Yeah, good cheers."

Alex: "Nice one."

Phil: "Whose round is it?"

Nico heard a small tap on his door and he smiled as Dani came into the room. Dani hugged him and sat down on the bed beside him. He was dressed in his weekend outfit of a polo shirt and smart shorts, his tanned, hairy legs stretched out on the bed. He gave Nico his customary kiss on top of his head and then asked him how his week had gone. He put his arm around Nico as he told him about the practical aspects of the week, the skills he'd picked up and how much he'd learned. Dani played absently with Nico's chest hair as he listened and then turned with a smile,

"I understand that you learned lots of other things too, my Orsetto. Andy says you were keen to try new things. That's what this summer is all about. I'm proud of how you are entering into the spirit of it."

Nico reached up and rubbed the hair along Dani's arm,

"Yes, Uncle D, it's been...erm...eye-opening and some of it's been a bit scary but Andy and Tomasz were brilliant, I loved spending time with them."

"Andy said Tomasz hasn't stopped talking about you. They both said you were so good to spend time with. I'm so proud of you and what you are prepared to do."

Dani cleared his throat and looked down at Nico with a serious expression,

"About the drugs, how do you feel about those?"

Nico's cheeks began to flush, was his uncle disapproving of what he'd done? He looked up at him with concern,

"Erm...well, I wasn't sure at first, especially with the...with the ketamine...I was a bit nervous of what it would do to me. Are you mad with me about it?"

Dani squeezed Nico's shoulder tightly and his other hand continued to stroke his chest hair and rub around his nipple,

"No, no, no, not at all, sweet boy. I just wanted to check that you are OK and to remind you that you don't have to do anything you don't feel comfortable with. But, everyone you are spending time with knows that this is your first time and everyone will make sure things are safe for you. Or they will have me to answer to and they know that."

"Thanks Uncle D. Yes, that was it, really, I was nervous but couldn't have felt safer with Andy and Tomasz. They took good care of me and I'll be honest, the k was amazing."

Dani leaned over and kissed Nico's head again,

"I think you are taking to it like a duck to water, you've always been a quick learner. But remember any time anything doesn't feel good or right, you must just say. Josh will be picking you up tomorrow for your next adventure. He wants to explore a different side with you, I understand, but I think it'll be something fun for you."

"Oh I love Josh too, I mean...he was always a great teacher, it'll be nice to spend some time getting to know him more."

"Well, I look forward to hearing all about it, Orsetto. I'll leave you to get dressed, I'm taking the family out for lunch later, so will catch up with you when you're back."

Nico hugged Dani and lay back in bed, he was scrolling through messages on his phone, when a new text popped up. It was from Josh:

[Hey Nico, here's the plan for next week. We'll drive up to the Lakes tomorrow, I'll pick you up at 8. I've hired a camper van for the week so we're sorted for accomm. We're going to try some role play and we're going back in time. I'm going to be Mr Hamilton or Sir, NOT Josh this week.

We're going to be going back to two years ago and you're about to do your GCSEs. We'll be on an outdoor bounds trip. I need you to bring your sports kit and your school uniform. It's going to be fun, playing out some fantasies. Then I'll be handing you over to big Mike for the last couple of days. I'll come back at the weekend to see you both. Are you on board, ready to play?]

Nico replied in seconds:

[I'm in! Can't wait, Mr H! Everything noted, will dig my old stuff out now, hope it all still fits! CU 2mrw xx]

[Good stuff - as soon as I pick you up the role play starts, so just go with it. See you tomorrow young man! X]

Nico lay back and re-read Josh's message. OK, this was a bit out there but could be fun. He needed to start packing, he rummaged through his wardrobe and found two old polo shirts and his grey trousers that were his school uniform. He tried them on, the trousers were definitely a snug fit but the polo shirts were fine. He then found his old school rugby kit, some t-shirts, a vest, some shorts and old trainers that he'd worn in the gym. Again, things were a little more fitted than he'd remembered but they'd do. He threw it all in his rucksack with underwear and toiletries and then joined his mum for breakfast.

The rest of the day was spent with his mum, it was always nice when it was the two of them and she didn't have to go into either of the restaurants.

Nico had a long soak in the bath and thought about the week ahead, looking in the mirror and thinking about Josh's message, he took extra care to shave closely. He shaved his usual stubble right back, thinking of how he would have looked 2 years ago. He looked down at his chest hair and hovered with the razor but then decided that was a step too far, he'd been one of the hairiest lads in his year anyway and had definitely had a good coverage from an early age.

After a prolonged hug from his mum, who would have left by the time he was collected tomorrow, Nico went to bed, his mind racing with what to expect.

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Nico got up and showered and dressed in his old uniform, the polo shirt with the school crest and grey trousers looked like he'd gone into a time warp, he hadn't had to wear uniform for the past two years as sixth formers weren't required to. Nico pulled some black cargo pants out of his wardrobe and crammed them into his rucksack, just in case these grey trousers became too uncomfortable. He was just finishing a slice of toast when he heard the doorbell ringing, he wiped his hands and hurried to the door. Josh - Mr Hamilton, must remember - was standing in the doorway with his usual grin,

"Morning, Tonetto, good to see you're on time, let's get on the road. Uniform's looking smart, good lad!"

Tonetto! So, he'd be called by his surname, something else he hadn't been called by since he was in high school. Another 'privilege' of being in sixth form was getting to be known by their first names by the teachers.

Mr Hamilton was in his standard school outfit, football shorts and a white polo shirt, its three buttons undone so the usual burst of dark chest hair could be seen against the crisp whiteness. He had football socks on which were pushed down to his ankles, his tanned and toned legs covered with dark, downy hair. He was wearing his battered, once white Adidas trainers which finished off the look,

"Morning sir, I'm ready to get going."

"Is your mother in, Tonetto, I'd like to say hello?"

"Sorry sir, she's already left for the day - she's got an early start in the restaurant."

"Ah OK, no problem, well she's already signed your permission slip so we should be fine," Mr Hamilton said with a smile. He took Nico's rucksack from him and lead him to a large camper van which was taking up most of the drive. He tossed the rucksack into the back and showed Nico inside,

"This will be our lodgings for the next three days, Tonetto. It's cosy but practical, we'll be staying on a campsite just outside Keswick, it's owned by a friend of mine. Right, get in the front and buckle up, it's a fair drive."

Nico did as instructed and they began their journey to the Lake District. Josh - Mr Hamilton - stayed in 'character' the whole way, and Nico slipped easily back into his role as keen and engaged student. Mr Hamilton asked him how his revision for his GSCEs had gone, what his plans were for the summer, what A levels he had decided to do. Nico also kept in character, answering all of the questions as if it was two years ago, it was fun and effortless. Mr Hamilton said that Nico's mum had asked him to spend some time with Nico and to look at some outdoor activities that he'd been missing since his dad had died. He said that it would all be useful material when Nico was thinking about applying for universities. So that was the 'cover story/role play' locked down.

Nico couldn't help but think about how amazing it would have been to have had time like this with Josh two years ago. He'd always been a hero and role model to Nico and the thought that he could have spent a few days with him at fifteen was exciting.

There was a casual ease in Mr Hamilton's company, there always had been, he commanded respect and had an assured authority which was why he was such a popular member of the teaching staff. Nico marvelled at how much Mr Hamilton was sticking to the script, no questions of a particularly personal nature, nothing personal revealed about himself, very polite questions about Nico's family, no suggestion about his friendship with Dani or any of the others, it was just as if this was a road trip with a pupil and his teacher. A 'what if' moment made real!

After what was a fairly long journey, but which felt like it had flown by, Mr Hamilton pulled down a long dirt track which led to a campsite next to a farm. There was a small wooden shower and toilet block and just eight pitches where camper vans could be moored to. Mr Hamilton made his way across to the farmhouse and was greeted by his friend. Nico had remained in the camper van so didn't get to meet this man but saw Mr Hamilton giving him a warm hug and was clearly engaged in humorous conversation. He returned shortly after with a piece of wood with a key attached, he tossed it onto the seat next to Nico,

"Key to the shower block, Tonetto - don't lose that!"

There was little chance of losing it, given that the wood was the size of a large book but Nico nodded and grinned.

Mr Hamilton backed the camper van onto one of the plots and then began attaching a large blue cable to the side of the van, Mr Hamilton explained that the box on the campsite, that this was attached to, would provide them with electricity. Mr Hamilton showed Nico how to pull out the awning from the top of the camper van and the two of them proceeded to get this locked into place. They then set out a small folding table and chairs underneath the awning and that was all of the set-up completed.

Mr Hamilton showed Nico around the camper van, the small galley kitchen, a fold out sofa and the bunk for sleeping above the living area which was accessed via a small ladder. There was a tiny shower and toilet but Mr Hamilton said that they would use the main block when they needed to as no-one wanted to be emptying chemical toilets. Nico got to grips with the kitchen, most of which was cleverly concealed and folded away and set up the kettle to make them both a drink.

Mr Hamilton was sitting outside poring over a map when Nico handed him his coffee,

"Thanks Tonetto, looks nice and strong! I'm just planning a route for us to go on a hike this afternoon, so you can practise your orienteering skills."

"OK sir, I've never really used a map or a compass to be honest, used to just using my phone if I want to get anywhere!"

"Look at your phone now, Tonetto," Mr Hamilton instructed, Nico did so and saw that he had no signal at all. He glanced back up at Mr Hamilton who smirked,

"And that, young man, is why we need to learn map skills. Because if you find yourself stranded in the wilderness, it's most likely that there won't be phone signal!"

"Noted sir, I'll go and put this away then." Nico said as he returned his phone to his rucksack. Mr Hamilton followed him into the van,

"Right, let's get ready for the hike. You need something comfortable to walk in. The weather forecast is clear and warm so dress in something light, what footwear have you brought?"

"I've got these and my other gym trainers, sir," Nico replied pointing down at his black school trainers.

"Stick your gym trainers on then, they will probably be the best for the terrain and doesn't matter if they get too mucked up."

As Mr Hamilton was talking, he was pulling off his polo shirt. Nico tried to suppress an intake of breath as he took in the view. He'd seen Mr Hamilton in various states of undress over the years but this was probably as close and intimate that he'd been next to him, shirtless. Mr Hamilton's chest was coated in thick swirls of dark brown hair, a wide strip of fur coated his solid, toned stomach and trailed into his shorts. His nipples were barely visible through the fur, his armpits and forearms had the same thick fluffy hair. Nico was suddenly conscious that he was staring intently at his teacher's bare torso.

Mr Hamilton was, or gave the impression of being, oblivious as he sprayed deodorant into his pits and pulled on a loose white t-shirt. He kept on the shorts he'd been wearing but switched his trainers for a pair of lightweight walking boots. He pulled his socks slightly further up his large calves and then, after ensuring they had two full water bottles, stepped outside of the van to wait for Nico.

Nico rummaged in his rucksack and pulled out one of his t-shirts and some shorts and changed into them quickly. He pulled on the gym trainers and joined Mr Hamilton at the table. Mr Hamilton had the map spread out and showed Nico the route that they would be walking, he used the compass to show Nico how to orient himself and let Nico study the map in detail. He pointed out various symbols and explained what they were. Some of this rang some very distant bells from old geography classes but it had been two years or longer since Nico had done any of it.

Mr Hamilton had a small hiking rucksack which he placed on his back, with the water bottles and a couple of protein bars and some mosquito spray. He pulled on some aviator sunglasses and after turning Nico round to face the right starting direction, handed over to him to lead the way.

With a few minor interventions from Mr Hamilton, Nico picked up the orienteering quickly, it took a little while to understand the compass with its seemingly random needle spinning around, but he was soon enjoying it. Translating the map and its symbols and the route that they were taking was rewarding and Nico enjoyed leading them through the terrain.

They reached the destination, the top of a small hill which looked back over the valley towards the campsite within ninety minutes. They stopped and sat on a small bench and drank their water and ate the protein bars. Both were sweating from their endeavours, the dampness on Mr Hamilton making his dark chest hair appear like a shadow beneath the white t-shirt. The t-shirt was clinging tightly too him and there was large wet patches under his armpits and across his back.

"Not a bad job at all, Tonetto, we'll make a mountaineer out of you yet," Mr Hamilton said through mouthfuls of the bar.

He then told Nico to find on the map a symbol like a pint glass with a handle, the nearest one he could. Nico found one quickly and Mr Hamilton showed him how to use the compass and the scale of the map to work out how far away it was. After a few false starts, Nico calculated that it was around a mile away, Mr Hamilton showed him the lines on the map which indicated the relative steepness of hills, so Nico was able to plot a sensible route. Mr Hamilton explained that the symbol he'd asked him to find was for a pub and that's where they would go to have lunch. Nico led them off proudly, adjusting the compass as he went and ensuring that the route matched that on the map.

They arrived at a small but lovely pub, Mr Hamilton praising Nico on his map-reading skills. As it was a warm day, he said that they would sit outside in the pub garden. They made their way to the bar where they were greeted by the barmaid,

"Afternoon gents, what are you having?"

Mr Hamilton glanced at the beer pumps,

"I'll take a pint of the IPA please, and Tonetto?"

Nico looked at the fridges,

"I'll get a bottle of Bud please."

Mr Hamilton turned and stared at Nico, a very slight smile playing at the corner of his mouth,

"Now, come on Tonetto, you know better than that," he turned to the barmaid,

"Sorry, he's underage, he'll have a soft drink."

Nico's mouth fell open and he began to protest. Fuck. He was supposed to be fifteen. There was nothing he wanted me than a cool bottle of lager right now but he knew he was required to play along,

"Sorry sir," he feigned a sheepish look towards the barmaid,

"Sorry, was just trying my luck. I'll take a Pepsi please."

Mr Hamilton grinned as he took a sip of his beer, then handed the menu to Nico to choose his lunch. They sat outside in the sun and waited for their food to arrive. Mr Hamilton was typing into his phone, tapping away at the screen with a smile on his face. After a couple of minutes he stood up,

"I'm just going to the loo, Tonetto, behave yourself while I'm away." He then pushed his phone towards Nico and squeezed past him on the bench and made his way into the pub.

Nico saw that Mr Hamilton had left his Notes app open and there was a message which he'd obviously just been typing:

[Nico, my man - you're doing brilliantly, you've not let it slip once. Maybe just then at the bar but what can I say? It would be very irresponsible for your upstanding teacher to let a 15-year-old drink! Sorry buddy!

OK tonight, I want Mr H to catch young Nico up to no good. I want you to sneak a drink of the scrumpy I've bought. Let me catch you in the act. I need you to be really scared and sorry - I'll take it from there! Mr H will be rough on you so be prepared.

Loving this, sexy man. Keep it up! Josh x]

Nico shook his head with a smile. There was a twinge of pride that Josh thought he was doing a good job and a twinge of something else, an ever so slight thickening in his cock when he reread and saw that Josh had called him sexy man. He sighed and pushed the phone back to Josh's side of the table. OK, he could do this. And he had his instructions for later.

Josh returned to the table with two more drinks for them, another beer for him and a Pepsi for Nico. He also had a small carrier bag with bottles clinking in it, hanging from his arm,

"Just a couple of ciders for me later," he said with a wink.

They enjoyed their lunch and drinks and then Mr Hamilton asked Nico to use the map to plot an interesting route back to the campsite. Nico spent some time doing this and then led them off, they were back at the camper van in a little over ninety minutes, both hot and sweaty from the walk in the afternoon sun. Mr Hamilton peeled off his t-shirt and used it to wipe across his chest and armpits,

"Damn, Tonetto, that was a good hike but I think a shower is in order now. Get the key to the shower block and we'll get cleaned up before we start thinking about food for later."

Nico had also taken off his top, he retrieved the key and pulled out his towel and wash bag. They made their way up to the shower block which Mr Hamilton unlocked with the key. It was fairly dark inside, the lights flickered on but didn't give out a huge amount of illumination. There was one toilet and two urinals and two showers divided by a half wall. The block had a rather astringent chemical smell but was clean and well-maintained.