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This story is written by me and my Norwegian friend, Fred. It is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions and BDSM activities between a young man (19 when the story begins) and older men.
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COLIN - STUDENT AND MODEL
Chapter 14 (Private show + Scottish Highlands)
"Welcome to part two of our show, gentlemen." Reynard was on stage to introduce the next segment. He looked around at the seated men and said, "Colin is currently undergoing a medical examination and we are privileged to be able to watch."
The curtains opened to reveal Colin standing on a weighing machine wearing white briefs with a red insert at the crotch. Bill was wearing a white coat and writing on a clipboard. "We have covered all the basics so come back over to my desk, Colin," said Bill.
Bill dropped the clipboard onto his desk and pulled his chair out. "Now I'm going to do a hernia test. Please drop your briefs and stand in front of me."
"Yes, Doctor." Colin pushed his briefs to the floor, stepped out of them and moved closer to Bill.
Bill reached out for Colin's left testicle. "Please turn your head to the side and cough." Colin did as he was told. Bill had a good feel and then took hold of the right testicle. "And again please."
Bill sat back. "No problems there but I see that your nipples are a bit swollen. Can you suggest any reason for that?"
"Well..." Colin hesitated. "I like playing with my nipples and I...um, had wooden clothes pegs attached to them earlier."
"Why did you do that? It must hurt," responded Bill.
"It does hurt but when my nipples are sore, my cock...I mean my penis...becomes very stiff," replied Colin.
"That is an unusual phenomenon and I would like to witness it," said Bill. "May I?"
"Yes, of course," replied Colin.
Bill opened the desk drawer. "I don't have any wooden pegs but these should be a good substitute. They are Lane towel clamps." The stainless-steel tools looked like scissors but with clamps in place of blades. "The clamps have little teeth so they will bite into your nipples when clamped onto them."
"I imagine they will hurt quite a lot," said Colin. His cock began to stiffen.
"They will," confirmed Bill. "And when I let go of them, the weight of the clamps will tug at your nipples. I will attach them one at a time."
Colin (and the audience) watched closely as Bill brought the teeth of one clamp close to the left nipple. Colin gritted his teeth and then let out a howl when Bill attached the clamp and let it go. He howled again when the other clamp was attached to his right nipple. "They hurt like hell, Doctor," he said.
"And yet your penis is fully erect," said Bill. He took hold of the stiff cock between his finger and thumb and slowly wanked it. "So you masturbate with pegs on your nipples?"
"Yes, Doctor," replied Colin.
"Do you play with other parts of your body while masturbating? Your testicles, for example." Bill took hold of Colin's balls and pulled them firmly downwards.
"Ouww! No, not my balls," said Colin. "I fuck myself with a dildo."
"Interesting," said Bill. "I require to examine your anus. Please come over to the bench."
Reynard and Kasim had placed a bench at the far end of the catwalk while everyone was focused on the main stage.
Colin followed Bill with the clamps still attached to his nipples. He climbed onto the bench and lay down. Bill pulled gynaecological stirrups up and Colin allowed his legs to rest in them. Bill adjusted the stirrups so that Colin's legs were spread, leaving his arse crack wide open.
"What a pretty pink pucker!" Bill said. "I will need to use a speculum to open you up and I think my colleague should witness this. Do you have any objections?"
"It would be embarrassing but, if you think another doctor should be present, that is okay with me," said Colin.
Bill turned to the audience. "You can come up one at a time for a close-up view of Colin in this rather embarrassing position. You can also touch his cock, his balls and his boy-cunt but, as before, you must not penetrate him."
One by one the men visited Colin and enjoyed the sight of him naked and on display for their pleasure. All of them groped his cock and balls as well as fingering his arsehole. Alain "accidentally" knocked one of clamps, causing Colin to moan loudly.
When all twelve were seated again, Bill brought out a stainless-steel speculum and greased it up. Colin winced when it was inserted and then moaned when Bill turned the knob and stretched his opening wide. Colin winked at Bill when he felt that he had gone far enough.
Bill turned back to the audience and invited them to approach for a closer look. "No touching this time," he said.
Colin didn't mind the men seeing him in this position but he kept his eyes closed and thought about Castro. "The earlier dildo action and now this should enable me to take his cock with little discomfort," he said to himself.
Doctor Bill took control again. "I am pleased to report that there is no damage, Colin. You must always be careful when using a dildo." He eased the speculum out and lowered Colin's legs from the stirrups. Colin howled when Bill removed the clamps and the blood returned to his abused nipples.
"That is your examination finished, Colin. You are free to go," said Bill.
"Thank you, Doctor," responded Colin. He then walked to the main stage, smiled and then bowed to the audience.
Bill remained at the end of the catwalk to help Kasim remove the bench while Reynard appeared on stage and put an arm around Colin's shoulders. "Wasn't Colin brave?" he asked the audience. "Please show your appreciation in the usual way."
The men applauded and Colin left the stage. Reynard looked around the room and smiled. "Colin will be back in a few moments with Castro. Castro has never been involved with porn before. He came to work on my farm, looking after the horses. Colin lusted after Castro and he persuaded him to appear on stage with him. I hope you will enjoy their performance."
"Thanks, Dad. I'm really horny after that," Colin told Bill.
"Ready for more punishment?" Castro appeared behind Colin.
Colin spun round and smiled up at the tall, well-built South American. "I think I'm ready for you. Let's give these men a show they will never forget."
Castro smiled and fixed a leather collar around Colin's neck. They waited behind the curtain for Reynard's announcement and then Colin got down on his hands and knees.
"Welcome Castro and his slaveboy, Colin," Reynard cried. The curtains opened and Castro led Colin to the front of the stage.
There were some gasps at the sight of Castro towering over Colin. The well-built South American was 190 cm (6ft 3in) tall - a full 30 cm (12 inches) taller than Colin - but he appeared even taller in the high-heeled, platform-soled, black leather boots he was wearing. With his black leather shorts, harness and arm bands, he also looked quite menacing. "Come, boy," ordered Castro. He tugged the leash and slowly led Colin down the catwalk.
Colin couldn't help see the expressions on the faces of the men watching and many were clearly excited at seeing Colin in the BDSM scene that Reynard had promised. Colin felt his cock stiffening once more.
At the end of the catwalk, Castro stopped and looked down at Colin and said, "You want my cock, don't you?"
"Yes, Master," replied Colin, his head bowed.
"Beg for it," snarled Castro.
Colin knelt and held his arms as if he was a dog begging. "Please, Master. Give me your cock."
"Pain comes before pleasure. You know that, boy?" said Castro.
"Yes, Master," Colin responded.
"Okay, follow me." Castro tugged the leash and Colin crawled behind him onto the stage where a wooden St Andrew's cross had been set up.
Castro removed the leash and Colin stood with his back against the wooden cross, without having to be told, with his arms and legs spread. Castro fixed Colin's wrists and ankles to leather cuffs, binding him in a spread-eagled position. He then picked up a multi-stranded cockwhip from the small trolley at the side and lashed out at Colin's nipples.
Colin moaned but his cock became stiffer. He moaned more loudly when Castro started using the little whip on his cock and howled when the whip started hitting his balls. The noises were exaggerated to make it seem that he was suffering more pain than he really was.
When Castro put the cockwhip down, Colin said, "Thank you, Master." Then he groaned when he saw the man approach with nasty-looking tit-clamps. Colin yelled when the teeth of the spring-loaded clamps bit into his left nipple. He whimpered as the other clamp was brought near his right nipple and then let out another yell. "Those really hurt, Master," he said with a pained look on his face. However some in the audience noticed that he pumped out more pre-cum.
"Just wait until I add weights to them," sneered Castro. Moments later he attached small weights to the tit-clamps and Colin howled again.
Castro smiled at the audience and saw that a few of the men were groping themselves. "Time for ball-weights next," he told them. He picked up a leather parachute ball-stretcher and weights from the trolley and knelt to fix these to Colin's balls. Colin moaned when Castro let the weights go and they tugged his balls down and pulled his rock-hard cock away from his body.
Colin whimpered when plastic clothes pegs were attached to his inner thighs but then said, "No, Master. Please..." when he saw Castro light a thick candle.
"Don't tell me what to do, boy!" Castro picked up the cockwhip and lashed out at Colin's stiff cock. The teenager threw his head back and whimpered loudly as his cock received three hits.
A loud yell followed the first drop of hot wax on Colin's cock. More loud cries accompanied each drop as wax fell on the shaft and the cockhead. The audience were unaware that the candle was one with a low melting point but they knew the wax wouldn't hurt Colin much because Castro was dropping the wax from high above where it landed.
Finally Castro stood back and let the audience admire Colin "suffering" in bondage. With weighted clamps on his nipples, pegs pinching his thighs, weights tugging at his balls and his whipped coated in wax, Colin was certainly experiencing discomfort. He was also very turned on.
"You have done well, boy," Castro told Colin. "You may now serve my cock."
"Thank you, Master," responded Colin. He looked on as Castro removed the clothes pegs and the weights but left the tit-clamps in place.
Castro then removed the cuffs from Colin's wrists and ankles. Colin dropped to his knees in front of the man and bowed his head. "I am ready to serve you, Master," he said.
Castro undid the velcro fastenings and tossed his shorts to the side. There were loud gasps from the audience and then some murmurings when they saw the size of Castro's cock. They had thought Kasim's was enormous but this one was even bigger. It was fully 30 cm (12 inches) long and as thick as a normal man's wrist.
When silence returned, Colin lifted his head and then bent forward to kiss the massive cockhead. He followed this by kissing each of Castro's big balls and then licking upwards until he reached the cockhead. He licked all around the glans and opened his mouth wide to take the cockhead between his lips. Naturally Colin couldn't take much of the cock into his mouth but the men in the audience were aroused when Castro simulated face-fucking Colin.
After a few minutes, Castro pulled back and tossed two large cushions at the front of the stage. "Bend over them and prepare to get fucked," he ordered Colin.
Colin piled one cushion on top of the other and then bent over them, side-on to the audience. Castro lubed up his throbbing cock before striding over and kicking Colin's legs further apart. Colin's arse had been lubed up prior to him returning to the stage but Castro applied some more and finger-fucked him to prepare him for what was to follow.
Colin moaned when a second finger joined the first but he was feeling quite relaxed. The third finger caused a genuine moan. Many in the audience enjoyed the sight of Castro's fingers fucking Colin but doubted the teen could manage his enormous cock.
Finally Castro lined his cockhead up against Colin's hole and started applying pressure. Colin gritted his teeth and pushed back but he couldn't help screaming when the cock burst through his sphincter. Castro paused to allow Colin time to get used to his size. He had about 8 cm (3 inches) of his thick cock inside Colin's arse and both of them knew that the audience would enjoy the sight of Castro's dark cock splitting the cheeks of Colin's pale, round globes.
Colin grunted when Castro pushed deeper. "That hurts," he said.
"Do you want me to stop?" asked Castro.
"No, it hurts in a good way," replied Colin. "I want to have it all inside me."
Castro thrust forward in stages until eventually the whole of his enormous cock was buried deep inside Colin's arse. More than one member of the audience gasped in disbelief that Colin could take it and apparently enjoy it.
Castro waited a moment and then began to fuck Colin properly. He started off with short, slow thrusts but soon his thrusts became longer, faster and more forceful. Colin whimpered under the pounding but his cock throbbed and leaked pre-cum continuously. Occasionally Castro would slow down for a few minutes and then build up speed again. He didn't want to cum too quickly but he also wanted to give the audience what they wanted to see - Colin taking a long, hard pounding from a much bigger, well-hung man.
"Oh, don't stop!" Colin cried when Castro pulled out.
"I want you on your back," responded Castro.
Colin stood up and re-arranged to two large cushions to form a mattress. Then he lay down on it and pulled up his legs up and back. Castro knelt and positioned his cockhead against Colin's hole. He raised an eyebrow and Colin answered with a slight nod. Castro then took hold of Colin's thighs for leverage and rammed his thick 30 cm (12 inch) cock deep inside in a single thrust.
Colin let out an exaggerated yell. "Pain and pleasure," Castro said before starting to thrust in and out once more. He fucked Colin hard for about three minutes and then stopped and pulled the clamps from Colin's swollen nipples. Colin screamed as the blood returned to the tender nubs but more pre-cum leaked from his cock.
"Ready to take my load?" Castro asked as he began to fuck Colin faster once more.
"Yes, Master," replied Colin. He was very close to cumming. The removal of the tit-clamps had almost taken him over the edge and he knew that a final pounding from Castro would do it.
As Castro gave his prostate a battering, Colin could feel his orgasm approaching. "I'm cumming, Master. I'm sorry but I can't wait for you," he cried. Then he gasped and surprised the audience with another hands-free spunking. It was also a bigger one than before. White boy-cream flew up into the air to land in droplets across his face and then his chest.
Castro continued to fuck Colin but at a slower pace. Then, when he was satisfied that Colin was finished, he pulled his cock from Colin's arse and began to wank furiously. It took only a few moments before he roared and started shooting off. Volley after volley of thick spunk was fired at Colin with most of it landing across the teen's face.
Castro finally bent forward and placed his cockhead just in front of Colin's mouth. The audience watched open-mouthed as Colin's tongue came out and licked the cockhead clean.
Colin raised his head to smile at the audience. Cum dripped from his eye lashes and his nose. It slowly ran down his cheeks and his chin. The JustColin model looked sluttier than the men had ever imagined.
Using his fingers, Colin started to push the cum from his face into his mouth. "I love eating man-cum," he told the audience. He looked around and smiled as he ate the cum. When he was finished, he turned over to lie on his front.
"Isn't that a beautiful arse?" Castro asked the audience. "You can't fuck it but, if you're horny and desperate for relief, you are allowed to masturbate and shoot your cum onto it."
Several of the men stood up immediately, displaying big tents at the front of their trousers. They unzipped, pulled out their cocks and began wanking. Other men soon followed.
Colin raised his head and smiled as he looked over one shoulder and then the other at the men staring at his bum and wanking furiously. "Yes, cum over me. Coat my bum in man-cream," he said.
One by one the men unloaded over Colin, with most of their cum landing on his rounded buttocks. After cumming, they stepped aside to let others closer but they continued to play with their cocks as they watched Colin taking load after load.
Finally the men were finished. They put their cocks away, now feeling a little embarrassed.
"Thanks, guys. That was probably the closest I will ever get to a gang-bang and I loved it," said Colin. He slowly got to his feet. Some cum fell to the floor but most ran down the backs of his legs. He took Castro's hand and they walked up to the main stage where Reynard was waiting.
"I hope you all enjoyed that, gentlemen," smiled Reynard. "I have a feeling that Colin will have a sore boy-pussy for some days."
The audience smiled and applauded as Colin and Castro bowed and then left the stage.
"Colin obviously needs to shower after that but he will return later to say goodbye," continued Reynard. "In the meantime, Kasim will set up a screen where we can show you samples from Blake's photo albums and Colin's videos. I am confident that you will want some souvenirs of this very special evening. Thank you, gentlemen."
As Reynard attended to the twelve men, Colin gave Castro a quick kiss and then hurried into Bill's arms. "That was fun, Dad. Did you enjoy watching it?"
"I did but I was jealous of Castro." Bill hugged Colin tightly and kissed him before lifting him up and carrying him to shower.
When Bill and Colin returned to join the others in the dressing room, they were approached by Blake and Dan. "You put on an amazing show, Colin," said Dan. "We didn't see it all but we loved the final part with Castro."
"I still don't know how you managed to take a cock that big," said Blake. "Wasn't it very painful?"
"It hurt a bit, I admit," Colin said. "I've had lots of practice with big cocks over the years and that is the biggest. I can only manage it when I'm really horny. Bill has just applied some soothing cream to reduce the pain."
"I don't think I'd ever be horny enough to take one that big but I would love to be fucked hard on stage like that," smiled Blake. "And I think the CBT you suffered was more than I could ever manage."
"I have always enjoyed having my nipples abused," said Colin. "Bill taught me to take other punishments. You should stick to what turns you on."
"Being fucked," grinned Blake. Then he looked serious and asked, "Why are you wearing only a bathrobe? Monsieur Reynard said that we will be meeting the audience again to say goodbye and I thought I had to be fully dressed."
"I like to give the men another look at my cock," replied Colin. "It has become a habit for me to say goodbye in an open bathrobe."
"I'd love to show them my bum again," said Blake.
"Then whip off your shorts and briefs," Colin said. "Nobody will complain if you say goodbye wearing only that polo shirt."
Blake grinned and stripped down as Colin had suggested. His cock stiffened in anticipation of displaying himself once again.
Just then Pierre came over and said it was time for Blake and Colin to join Reynard and say goodbye to the audience.
Colin enjoyed it as always and Blake was thrilled because several men groped his cock and patted or squeezed his buttocks. He was thrilled even more when he learned that almost everyone had ordered copies of his sexy photos.
Dan was pleased to hear about the sales of photo albums too and was even more confident that Blake would be a successful porn actor.
Colin was happy to swap phone numbers with Blake and agreed they might meet occasionally in the future. However he stressed to Blake that his education was currently his main priority. Blake shook Bill's hand and offered to send him a copy of his first official video.
Alone with Bill later, Colin asked, "Was I ever keen as Blake to get naked in front of older men?"
Bill laughed. "Well, you never suggested doing porn movies or appearing naked in front of groups of men but you loved doing sexy stuff in front of Reynard's camera. And you did pose for sexy photos when you were even younger."
Colin smiled. "True but those photos were for a very limited audience."
Bill nodded. "Blake wants a different thrill and I'm sure he knows that he can't have a long career as a porn actor. He will be do well if he invests his money wisely."
"My savings are growing nicely and I plan to use some on a special trip for us at Christmas," said Colin.
"You shouldn't spend your money on me," said Bill. "I'd be happy with a quiet Christmas at home."
"Maybe but I have an idea for something that will give us both pleasure," responded Colin. "It must remain a secret for now."
"You like making secret plans." Bill smiled and kissed Colin. "It's time we went to sleep now."
Colin yawned. "Goodnight, Dad."
Colin wasn't ready to take Bill's cock the next morning but he was eager for a mouthful of cum. Bill was only half-awake when Colin started sucking him. He just smiled and lay back, allowing Colin to do as he pleased. It didn't take long before Colin was gulping down a load of his favourite daddy-cream.
Colin licked his lips. "Yummy as always," he said before giving Bill a loving kiss. "Morning, Dad."
"Good morning, my darling." Bill smiled and hugged Colin.
"It's gone nine," said Colin. "We need to get up and join the others for breakfast."
"I suppose so. We need to be at the airport by 12.30 and I hate rushing," said Bill.
They followed their usual morning routine and then headed downstairs for breakfast. "I wonder if Christian will join us. Last night I asked Reynard to invite him," said Colin. Bill looked puzzled. "I worked out that he was the owner of this place. He was the only one at the last show as well as this one," explained Colin.
Colin and Bill were the last to arrive for breakfast. Reynard, Pierre, Kasim and Castro called out greetings while the other man stood up and said, "Good morning. I hope you slept well."
"Good morning, Christian," smiled Colin. "We slept very well and we are very happy to meet you properly."
Bill hurried over to shake the man's hand. "Yes, indeed. It's a pleasure to meet you at last."
Colin now stood beside Bill. "Since you are already well acquainted with my body, I trust that I can receive a hug rather than a handshake," he said to Christian.
The man smiled and hugged Colin. Then he said, "Please help yourself to food and sit beside me." He indicated the hot and cold buffet set out nearby.
Christian continued when Colin and Bill were seated. "I guess I should not have attended last night's show if I wanted to avoid you finding out my identity. However I couldn't resist seeing you again."
Colin smiled. "You were the most handsome man in the audience last time. I remembered you immediately. But did you enjoy the show? Wasn't it quite similar to the last one?"
"There were some similarities but I loved every moment," smiled Christian. "Especially when you asked me to push jelly into your pussy with my fingers."
Colin laughed. "I thought that you deserved a special privilege since you were the owner of this beautiful house."
Christian shook his head. "You didn't have to do that. I will not forget that honour. Any time that you are visiting Paris - with or without Bill - you are welcome to stay here as my guest."
"That is very kind of you," said Colin. "I love visiting France but I don't know when I will be back."
"I will give you my phone number and email address," responded Christian. "You will always be welcome."
Colin smiled and got stuck into his breakfast.
Later, on the way to the airport, Colin turned to Bill and said, "It was nice of Christian to offer us accommodation any time we are in Paris. Do you think he might like to visit us?"
"I don't see why he wouldn't. We don't have a big house like him but we live in a beautiful part of Scotland," replied Bill. "What are you planning?"
"Nothing definite," smiled Colin. "He is very handsome though and he told me he'd like to fuck me during the first private show he attended."
Bill rolled his eyes but said nothing.
The yellow sports car marked with JustColin left the motorway north of Glasgow. The weather was a bit grey and the temperatures were not summer-like, but Colin was in an excellent mood. After previous weekends away in London and France, he was happy to get away from city life. He'd had a good week at university and he was pleased with himself for having completed an important paper he had worked on for the past month. But mainly he was happy because he was on his way to his Highland cottage to meet Uncle George, the only real grandpa figure in Colin's life.
Colin didn't know all the lyrics and he was not a good singer, but now he filled the car singing along to Scottish folksongs playing on his smartphone. He was soon into the narrower Trossachs roads and calmed down in the bends. Soon he would see the silhouette of the small village not far from Loch Katrine. On the left he passed a stud-farm run by one of Uncle George's nephews, but he just hurried on this morning. A man on horseback knew the unique car and waved. The youngster responded with a toot from the horn.
Soon he passed the gravel road leading to the old church ruins where he had played heavy sex games more than once, and even had been fucked by his Norwegian professor last year when he visited the cottage for the first time.
Colin had to adjust his stiff dick. He was damned horny. He had been thinking of sex since he'd left the apartment and his room-mate behind. Kenny had been frustrated when Colin had denied him his morning fuck, and just replaced it with a fast blow-job. For once the youngster wanted to save what was in his balls.
The first thing to be seen was the church tower, but soon the rest of the sleepy village showed up, welcoming the youngster. Beside his dear Bill's home in south-west Scotland, Colin felt very much at home in the Highland cottage. He had cried when Uncle George, almost eighty, had handed him the key and told him that the place was his to use at any time, and that ownership would be formally transferred the day he was gone. But Colin had forgotten all thoughts about age and health when the old guy had carried him to his bed and made love to him as if he was a fiery stallion.
Light smoke from the chimney told Colin that Uncle George was in the kitchen. He also guessed that hot chocolate waited for him. He smiled when he saw the furrowed face of the old hunter through the window when he stopped the car outside the little village house.
"Failte air balach. Welcome!" Uncle George met Colin with open arms and hugged him tight. "Please come inside, laddie. I have some hot chocolate for you after the long drive!"
Just inside the door and Colin was back in Uncle George's arms again. The kisses were deep and tender. "How are you, Uncle? I heard you were back in hospital recently," Colin asked.
"Rumours! You have seen the boys recently, I guess. They worry for no reason. I'm fine. The doctor told me to carry on as always, no pills, nothing!" The man Ð eighty next month Ð snorted. "The young lad from the post office was here last week. He didn't complain!" The old man winked, placed Colin at the kitchen table and brought him a cup of chocolate and a huge piece of rhubarb tart. Uncle George knew what was his `laddie's' favourite.
"But how are you then, Colin dear? I thought your new professor was going to come with you this weekend. Danish isn't he?" The old man sat down with a black coffee at the table, very close.
"Professor Thomsen is coming tomorrow. He had a job tonight, so I'll see him tomorrow. I hope you will let me stay here overnight, Grandpa." Colin found Uncle George's open hand.
"I'd very much love you to stay! The boys will bring the four-wheeler for you tomorrow morning. Eat now, kid." The man was one big smile.
"Tell me about your new professor. Is he as hot as the Norwegian? Professor Thor couldn't get enough of you, could he?" Uncle George placed his hand on Colin's upper leg. "Sorry lad, you know all about my bad eyes. I have to use my hands, you know?" He grinned and Colin moved closer and spread his legs.
Like a small kid, Colin licked his chocolate-coated lips before speaking. "Honestly, I'm not sure. He isn't easy to work out. He's a bit like an actor, you know, and he thinks I'm more innocent than I am. I'll test him at the cottage." Colin grinned when George found his bulge.
"Be careful, laddie. But you know the place well. I was up there yesterday, and there's plenty of wood, and water in the washhouse. I filled up the grease-box Ð on the shelf above the bed." George squeezed Colin's erection.
Colin leaked pre-cum. It was a non-erotic situation, but for him it was foreplay. The mention of the special black fucking cream made Colin blush like a teenager caught wanking. "It's very hot here today, Uncle. I'm sweating!" Colin started to strip off his sweatshirt.
"Please let me help you, Colin dear. Stand here in front of me. I have to inspect you, you know. It's been a long time since you were here. I have some real clothes for you too, but we'll find those later." George helped Colin off with his sweatshirt and his t-shirt in a single movement. The youngster's nipples grew hard at the action. Old fingers checked the small erections. Colin moaned at the rough treatment.
"What's the colour? You are growing darker, are you? A real man has brown roses!" The old man played with the hard nipples.
Uncle George found Colin's belt and pulled down the blue jeans. The small white bikini had three wet spots on the front. "You're dripping like a young stallion, Colin. Nobody licked you today?"
"No, Uncle. I've saved all my juices for you. I know you like to empty me Ð I soon have to, I'mÉ" Colin pulled down the small underwear and was naked in the hot kitchen. Two old hands searched the smooth body.
"You are almost totally smooth again, kid." George cupped Colin's balls with one hand and used the other to touch the dark fuzz above the stiff 10 cm (4 inch) cock.
"Aye, for the modelling job," Colin commented.
"What about your private entrance?" George let Colin lie down across his lap. The old kilt George always wore did not hide his excitement. The man used open hands to caress the two round globes.
"Your Dad hasn't needed to punish you lately, I can see." George grinned. "Different last time I inspected you, son."
"My old man is growing softer, and I'm wiser!" Colin laughed, but then moaned with pleasure when George spread his buttocks and spat in the crack.
"No hair, laddie! You're like a baby, but your entrance is a bit swollen. Some big tools recently?" George used two fingers to play with the ring before he pushed his fingers inside.
Colin did not want to tell him about Castro, so he just lifted his hips a bit, and let George's fingers continue.
"Let's see if your real brain in working well?" George let his two fingers rotate until he found the spot he searched. Then he pressed and stopped, pressed and stopped.
Colin was soon yelling. "I'm cumming, Grandpa. I'm cumming...can't wait...please, please!"
George had felt this action coming. With one hand he continued the pressure. With the other hand he had cupped Colin's cockhead. George had milked youngsters before. He continued the pressure until Colin was empty.
Colin's muscles continued to work even after the last drops of cum had left his little swollen prick. "How do you do that, Uncle?" Colin licked boy-milk from the cupped hand, but left most for his old partner.
"You mean, how do I know how to milk you? I was born on a dairy farm, remember. I've even been involved in horse breeding, and I have had two young nephews begging for relief when the silly girls around left them with blue balls. So son, you are not the only one I have had to help." Uncle George smiled.
"Uncle, sorry, after all the drinking, I have to pee, and...and..." He tried to rise from the man's lap.
"Okay. I'll help you, son. I see that are you still hard. You never get enough, do you? A real Scot, a real Scot!" Uncle George helped Colin into the bathroom at the rear of the house.
"Please stay, Uncle!" Colin was standing beside the bowl, but nothing happened. The erection made his cock red, and his face was red too. He tried to bend his cock down for a piss. Still nothing happened.
"Okay, son. You know what we have done before." The old man sat down on the edge of the bath ready to open his mouth. Colin moved forward. "Relax, laddie. Close your eyes and pretend you are out in the woods. Let's do it!"
Colin filled the man's mouth with his yellow juice. The stream was rather light so the receiver took it all. Not a drop of Colin's fluid dripped down the man's chest. Colin didn't want an ending so he never withdrew. George didn't want to stop either. Even if oral sex wasn't his favourite thing, he gave Colin's dick and balls all the service a youngster could wish.
George cupped Colin's buttocks and spread them. With four fingers, two from each hand, he again opened Colin's arse and played with the rosebud and the crack. Heavy moaning filled the bathroom when Colin had his second orgasm of the day. With gritted teeth and hands around the back of the man's head he forced his cock inside, and came. Spurt after spurt, filled the old man, who again ate everything he was served.
With smiling eyes Colin knelt in front of George. "Please let me give you back, Uncle. You are so damn good!" He lifted the old man's kilt and found the old hunter's veiny cock. The naked glans was wet and the cock was hard like a teenager's when Colin licked the pre-cum from the piss-slit. The cock was long enough, about 20 cm (8 inches), but a bit thinner than what Colin had taken lately. Colin filled his mouth and tried to get it all inside.
"Please don't, Colin. I know what you prefer and I know what I want. Come with me, please." The man dropped his kilt, lifted the youngster in his arms and carried him to his bedroom.
Colin acted now. He kissed the old man and made him lie down comfortably. Then he took the tub George gave him and greased the waiting cock with the black cream. Colin was wet enough after the previous treatments and so he said, "I'm ready. How do you want me?"
George smiled. "Please ride me like the first time I met you outside the cottage in the woods.
The lad was easy to ask. In one single slow-motion action he lowered himself all the way down onto the old, but hard, cock. Then with cock fully inside him, he gave the old man his lips and started on a ride that lasted almost half an hour. George did all he could to slow down. He loved this. Colin did what he could to cum for the third time, but George never let him. In the end Colin couldn't do more. "I'm cumming now, Uncle. I'm going toÉtoÉforce you to stop!" Colin used his arse muscles for the last time.
With a hoarse roar, Uncle George filled his protŽgŽ with his spunk. Colin needed two or three jerks and then he blasted off for the third time that morning. The mixture of clear liquid and `egg white' fastened onto Uncle George's grey body hair.
Moments later Colin was fast asleep.
"You slept for a while, lad. You must be starving. I've put an old t-shirt in the bathroom. That's all you need. There's hot water in the tank and the crofters pie will be ready in fifteen minutes. Off you go!" Uncle George spanked Colin's naked butt!
To be continued