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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 Ð STUDENT AND MODEL
Chapter 42 (Oslo/Northern Norway)
"How was the conference at the university today? You look excited, son." Bill placed an arm around Colin. They were sitting in the main hall at Oslo Central station waiting for the afternoon train from Bergen.
"Great, really great, Dad. I was treated as if I was an official delegate. I felt really flattered. I was invited to meet representatives from the student organisations as well as professors from Oslo, Bergen and Tromso. We even had delegates online from Denmark and Iceland. They all buy our exchange programme, Dad." Colin talked with his arms as if he was Italian.
"Your programme, you mean. A great programme Colin, even if it probably means that you will leave me for parts of next year!" Bill said with a touch of drama.
"Yes Dad, I know. Both you and Kenny must find some substitutes for me, eh?" Colin put his head on his dad's shoulder. "But after seeing you and Qi at the mansion, I think you will have all the bed-warming you need." Bill did not comment.
Colin looked at his watch for the third time in the last five minutes, and again he checked the huge board at the end of the central hall.
"Darling, it's only twenty minutes late, and there's a terrible snow storm outside. Not bad they managed to cross the mountain. Take it easy. Now tell me, did the professors make you this hard?" Bill placed a cupping hand on Colin's visible bulge.
"Aye, they were stunning, just like you Dad, and I haven't even been able to get some relief today. You have been all over town, I think. I had hoped for a welcome fuck at lunchtime," Colin whispered. He moaned without making a sound when Bill squeezed his balls.
"Good! I thought you would keep all your energy and your spunk for your `piss-brother'. You haven't seen Olav for a while, have you?" Bill let his other hand play with Colin's spine. Colin shivered with joy.
"I haven'tÉjust on screen. It's not the same, and I know he longs for me!" Colin comforted himself because there had been rumours about a local boyfriend in Bergen.
"Did you get the tickets for the musical? I ordered them months ago." Colin looked at his dad with some concern. He knew how forgetful his dad could be when occupied with his own business. The famous international musical Mamma Mia was on stage in Oslo, and Colin loved the music even if he hadn't been born when this musical was first performed in London's West End.
In a very bad theatrical show, Bill searched all his pockets. "I have them here!" he finally said. "But there's four tickets. I thought it was a mistake, but the lady was very confident. And they were pre-paid, so!"
"I have invited a guest!" Colin grinned and patted Bill's thigh. "A guest who is very eager to meet you. Let's go down to the platform, Dad. The weather isn't that bad!" He adjusted his small bulge and found the escalator for the Bergen-line arrival platform.
The train that arrived in the station some minutes later was covered in snow and ice and resembled the spooky pictures from some adventure movies.
Olav could not just walk and Colin could not wait. The two guys met in a tight embrace in the middle of the crowd. Lips met in a deep kiss, but nobody around them seemed to take any attention. Bill was waiting a bit puzzled and then, behind the kissing boys, was a tall young man. He was crew-cut and wearing a blue military beret. In the windy weather, his face caught the snowflakes. When his eyes found Bill's, he was one huge white smile.
"Nice to see you again, sir. Very nice." He tried to greet Bill the military way, but the man opened his winter coat and embraced the lightly-dressed soldier he had met in Oslo last summer.
"Good to see you here, Ivar. This is a real surprise. I thought you were up north." He tried to help the huge young soldier inside from the blowing snow.
"I am stationed up north, sir, but I had some days leave at home in Bergen. When Olav gave me a message from Colin, we decided to travel together." Ivar brushed off the snow. "I have my winter gear up north. I thought spring was around down here, but no!"
"I didn't know you and Colin had been in contact after we met!" Bill tried to find Colin's eyes but he was still occupied with Olav.
"We have chatted, yes, and Colin has sent me some pictures. You had a great time in Australia, I understand." Ivar continued with some small talk. The situation was a bit strange. Bill was almost upset. Ivar did still remind him of his brother when young, and now Bill missed his Ruairidh too. Beside that, Bill was trying to fight a growing hard-on. Ivar was probably the youngster who had given him the most complete sex during a short night last summer. He was really hoping that a new night with the soldier might be possible.
"Well Corporal Hansen, is the tough military guy ready for some soft love porn tonight? I have tickets for Mamma Mia, I hope you will accompany us!" Colin, 164 cm (5ft 4in) tall and still kid-like, looked up at the almost 2 metre tall (6ft 4in) uniformed youngster.
"I'll love Mamma Mia! Abba is great. It's my mum's music though, and she was crazy for the musical when she saw it in London. She teases me and tells that I was conceived that night, in the glitter from the Greek Islands, but there's no love story, guys. I haven't seen my dad for years." Ivar grinned.
"Okay, you have to make do with me tonight then. I guess the two rabbits have some specific needs." Bill stopped and turned around. Ivar had lifted his military bag and was about to leave.
"Please come with us, Ivar. We have a huge room, just over there!" He pointed. "Don't leave for the hostel, please."
"But I only have my uniform, and the theatreÉ" Ivar hesitated.
"Corporal Hansen, my dad wants you without your uniform, completely naked as soon as possible! I have booked a room with a sauna this time too, okay? We need some heat now, don't we?" Colin went in front to the bridge that connected the Central station and the hotel. Bill blushed, but met Ivar's blue eyes.
"You care for a whisky, soldier, or are you still a teetotaller?" asked Bill.
"I'm not allowed to drink alcohol in uniform, sir, but Colin has just talked about me removing the outfit." Ivar was the one to grin now.
"Olav needs a nap before supper!" Colin smiled when the four were inside the room. "I ordered some ice for your whisky, Daddy!"
"I don't needÉ" Olav tried to protest. Colin pushed him in front into the small side-chamber in the luxurious suite. He was the first to be naked, and then he helped his `piss-brother' to strip.
"Colin tries to tell me that he's not interested in youngsters, and both guys in there claim to be bottoms only, but they fuck like hell as soon as they are in bed together." Bill lifted his glass. He had put on a bathrobe. Ivar had stripped down to his wide green military boxers and was lying on his back on the king-size bed.
"Three days and I'm due back in the white wilderness. Can't you come with me up north for some days, Bill? Olav leaves tomorrow already. He's going to Copenhagen, I understand." Ivar opened Bill's bathrobe and combed his body hair with his fingers. His mouth was very close to Bill's.
"Could it be arranged?" Bill whispered. He placed a hand on Ivar's huge erection.
"It's already arranged." Ivar loosened the belt on Bill's bathrobe. "Colin is a super organiser, you know. He has a meeting at the university in Tromso, Olav said."
"You need a nap like Ivar, or another drink perhaps?" Bill removed his bathrobe. His tight boxers did not hide his excitement.
"Both, please!" Ivar grinned and made room for Bill beside him in the huge bed.
The sound of one of the youngsters fell on the floor was heard. "Their love-making usually ends with a wrestling match!" Bill let his hand inspect the young soldier beside him. Ivar spread his legs and gave room for a full inspection. "Please wrestle me, sir. I will not defend myself." He gave Bill his mouth in a wild, deep kiss.
"One more, Bro! One more, open me, open!" Colin had problems talking. He had Olav's cock and his balls in his mouth while the Bergen guy almost fisted his arse with four fingers deep inside. "Press that love button, Olav. Just push. Please push. I need to cumÉI need it so bad! I have missed you for months. We must swap piss too. You can piss inside me, you know? Harder please, harder." Colin mumbled and closed his eyes while Olav worked his boy-cunt with all four fingers.
"I can't fist you, Colin. What would Bill say? He likes you tight, I know!" Olav made a hook with the fingers and pushed on his piss-brother's prostate.
"Your baby-hands don't count, Bro. Give me your cock now, just fuck me, and fuck me hard!" Colin turned around and lifted his legs. He opened completely for his young friend.
"ButÉdamn it, damn it. My dick isn't good enough. It's still as tiny as your baby cock, silly! You wait for that soldier out there. His cock will fill you like a gun!" Olav wanked his rock-hard little dick just outside Colin's entrance.
"Stop complaining, Bro. Daddy calls us rabbits. Forget about the size, Olav. It's what you do with it that counts. Come on, fuck me. Aahh, yeah, yeah, you want to piss later? Not now, not here. Just fuck, fuck!" Colin placed his hands on Olav's hips, holding him as if he wanted to increase the speed. Colin's belly was wet with his own pre-cum. Olav collected some and creamed Colin's tits with the sticky juice.
"Yes, yes. Viking, bite me, suck me, kill me, kill meeee, damn! I'm about to cum, cumÉ!" Colin screamed. "I'm cumming, Bro! I'm cumming!" Colin shot hands-free. He sprayed his cum all over his body. Some hit his face and some hit his hair.
"Let me, yes, yes!" Olav eased his fingers from the tight hole and pointed his wet cock close to Colin's balls. Then he gave his dick some jerks and spunked off. His very typical almost-clear liquid hit Colin as if he was pissing on him. Again and again he hit his target. Olav fell forward and covered his young friend and piss-brother with his own body. The kiss was long and deep and wet. With a finger, Olav collected some of Colin's cum and fed him. Colin used his fingers to feed himself some of Olav's cum too.
"You want me to open your backdoor, Bill. Like last time! You know I would like you to fuck me, butÉ" Ivar pulled down Bill's boxer shorts and the man went in the same position as his son just did at the other side of the half wall.
"I'll fuck you, yes. I'll fuck you all night, but there's no time now. We need to hurry for that show, and the kids will be hungry when they have finished their welcome ceremony. Give me a 69, please. Let me suck your beauty." Bill helped Ivar to kneel on his knees and elbows above him. The tall guy gave Bill his cock, while he himself took Bill's 24 cm (9.5 inch) hard-on deep into his throat without gagging.
Ivar had asked Bill for a wrestling match, and he got it. Neither of them were losers, and both of them were stayers. Bill fucked Ivar's mouth from underneath and Ivar answered by pushing his hips deep, almost strangling the older man. Bill used his hands as a weapon and opened Ivar's arse. Two fingers went deep into the dry tunnel and the young soldier screamed like he was being raped. But it gave Bill the possibility to get some air. Seconds later, the huge guy turned around and placed his bum across Bill's chest.
"I win, sir. I win! What's next?" Ivar had his hairy balls on Bill's upper chest and the dripping stallion's cock was very near Bill's face.
"I want your milk, Ivar. I need it, please feed me!" Bill put his hands around Ivar's hips and dragged him closer. In the next few minutes Colin's sucking teacher showed the Norwegian army guy that an old Scot could disarm an active soldier.
"I'mÉFuck! Fuck!" Ivar threw his head backwards and let his 20 cm (8 inch) cock stay inside Bill's mouth. Bill coughed when the first jet hit the back of his mouth, but he managed to take spurt after spurt. He tried to swallow, but the Norwegian had too much to serve. White cream dripped from Bill's mouth, down onto to his hairy chest. Minutes afterwards, Ivar let his huge body slide down while he licked Bill clean. Lastly he kissed him and was served some of his own spunk still inside Bill's mouth.
"Let me!" Ivar found Bill's cock and gave him some wanks. "Your turn. Thanks, Bill. Your tongue is great. You want my ass now? And my weapon is still hard!" Ivar gave his cock some jerks.
"I'm happy for your juice, Ivar. I'll keep my own weapon ready for the next attack. I belong to the reserve forces, you know. We need some time to organise, but we are damned effective in a close combat." Bill grinned.
"I think the rabbits went to the bathroom now, and I heard something about piss-brother renewal. Accompany them, Ivar. I know you are into that business yourself, go on now. I'll need another whisky, and then we dress for some snacks and find the theatre." Bill reached for his drink. Ivar hesitated; he didn't feel good about Bill still lying on the bed with a hard-on. "Go on, don't keep them waiting. Soak the two, and let them please you!" Bill pushed the naked soldier out of his bed, and smiled when he heard the theatrical screams from the lads at his arrival. They wanted nothing but the young soldier's yellow stream.
It was late evening or early night at the top floor of the Oslo skyline hotel. Bill and young Ivar were well settled in the sofa. Colin had ordered colourful drinks from the night-bar and snacks for a heavy after-party. The lights were dimmed and the office lamps were arranged as if the floor was a stage.
"Dancing queen" played and the two youngsters, Olav and Colin were full of action. Neither of them were good dancers, and Colin not a very good singer, but Olav did that job well. The music filled the room, and the two on stage started their show. "Night is young, and the music's high!" Colin started. His shirt went like a carousel above his head.
"You're a teaser, you turn'em on!" Colin stripped off his jeans, and so did Olav. The two wore identical thongs from the JustColin range. The almost-naked bodies danced in front of the two on the sofa. They didn't need to be asked. Soon Ivar stripped Colin and Bill used his skill to strip Olav, while he managed to squeeze his balls as well. With a howl, the two dancers ended fully naked and both with rock-hard erections.
"You can dance, you can jive! Dancing queen!" The boys knew the lyrics and the heat was intense. The song ended and the two stopped very close together. Applause followed from the sofa. Ivar did nothing to hide the tenting in his military outfit and Bill's hands were all over his upper legs.
The two singers did not move. They embraced, fronts together, head against head, and mouth close to mouth. The music started, very softly. "I can still recall, our last summer, I still see it allÉ" The two deep kissed without shyness.
"Laughing in the rain, our last summer, memories that remain." Colin went down on his knees and took Olav's dick in his mouth. He placed his hands on his friend's buttocks and sucked him. Olav reacted by closing his eyes, and then he sang while pushing his hips forward. "I can still recall, our last summer!"
On the sofa, Bill had undressed Ivar. Just in tenting military underwear, Ivar was reminded of what happened between the two of them during a hot summer night.
Olav played with Colin's hair. His breathing was heavy and he couldn't wait. He gasped as he sent his spunk into Colin's waiting mouth. "Living for the day, worries far away, our last summer, we could laugh and play!" The song had a special meaning for the two young lovers, and Bill suddenly felt very, very old.
After a small break, Colin pushed the button on his iPod to turn on the sound track of the movie Mamma Mia. Then he took his confused friend's hand and led him over to Ivar and placed him on his lap.
"The winner takes it all!" Meryl Streep's sore voice was heard. Colin undressed his dad of shirt, singlet, jeans, underwear and socks. Bill did nothing to stop him. Colin spread his dad's legs and took hold of his half-hard cock.
"I don't wanna talk, about the things we've gone through!" The lyrics were a bit sad but Colin's hands and mouth caused Bill to become super erect.
"I've played all my cards, And that's what you've done too, nothing more to say!" Colin wanked his dad and lover without shyness, and Bill let him.
Olav had no problem stripping Ivar from his boxer shorts and the soldier was happy for Olav's treatment.
"The winner takes it all!" Ivar was suddenly singing with a clear voice as if in a duet with Meryl Streep. "The loser standing small."
"The winner takes it all!" Bill, all naked and fully erect, got up from the sofa and lifted Colin in his arms. "The winner takes it all, the game is on again, a lover or a friend, the winner takes it all." With a wink to Ivar, he carried Colin to the bed and placed him among the pillows. The music ended. On the sofa, Olav was riding Ivar.
"Let them, Daddy. Olav can take him, you know. They will both be in bed with us afterwards, eh? Show me why you are the winner, Dad. Give me your cock. Fuck me hard. Let the soldier wait. I haven't told you, but we'll travel north with him tomorrow! Fuck me now. Be the winner, Dad. You are, you know!" Colin turned around, lifted his butt and spread his legs. The boy-cunt was still a bit puffy from Olav's handwork and Ivar's golden treatment, but he was ready for `the winner'.
"We have to get some military equipment for you." Ivar went in front of Colin and Bill into a depot at Akershus Fortress.
"Hello Edward. I was told you still were on vacation." Ivar smiled at the bald-headed, muscular man in his sixties. It was obvious that the two knew each other.
"Yeah, I was but I got back from the cottage yesterday. Club night, you know. I looked for you at the hostel. Hoped you would accompany me again." The man's bicep muscles filled the green short-sleeved shirt.
"I stayed in a hotel last night." Ivar blushed. "I was invited by these Scottish guys. Please meet Bill and Colin. AndÉsorry. I forgot about the opening night. Some heavy action?"
"Yes, heavyÉ some new hunks!" Edward almost whispered.
"These guys need equipment for travel in a Hercules C-130 to Bardufoss tomorrow. The ordinary flight is cancelled." Ivar explained. "And it will be fun for them to travel inside this tough airplane!" Ivar grinned when he saw that Colin became silent and looking less tough than normal. "Give them ordinary flight equipment please and some hearing protection. And of course winter jackets. No business class travel here!" Ivar looked at Colin and grinned.
"They will need oxygen masks as well, just in case. Ivar looked at Bill now. "Please just give Edward your sizes and you will be equipped."
Minutes later the man handed Bill a stack of clothes. "I don't know if I have the correct sizes for this sexy youngster though." Edward looked at Colin with another grin. "What's your size, young man?"
"I guess it's `small', but I'm used to baggy clothing when dressing up." Colin winked at his father who was not all familiar with this kind of situation.
"We'll manage. Please take Bill to the magazine for the hearing equipment and oxygen masks. I'll take the youngster to the backroom so he can try on some recruit uniforms." No questioning, but direct orders from the good-looking older guy.
Bill could see the eye communication between the two, but said nothing. Colin was occupied with the screening of a new target. The older man was a real hunk - as tall as Ivar, but more broad-shouldered. For a man his age, he had firm, well-rounded globes in his tight work trousers.
"Undress, sexy, and let me find you an adequate outfit for the ice-box! Your first time, eh?" the man asked.
"This type of flight? Aye, never been in anything like that before." Colin undressed in accordance with Edward's instruction. He ended in only a t-shirt and briefs.
"You need something to protect those sexy nuts of yours!" The man turned to a stack of white long-johns.
"You think I'm sexy, sir?" Colin suddenly asked. He had trouble hiding his erection. The huge dominant man made him tremble. He had struggled with a hard-on since he first met the man's eyes. Now the man made him turn around. A huge hand cupped his butt. "Corporal Hansen - Ivar - collects only sexy lads, you know. You have been in bed with him all night, orÉ?"
Colin struggled putting on the white long-johns. "Ivar is sexy, but I'm not into young men, sir. I love them tough and mature. Bill is my man, you see, my daddy and my lover!" Colin's eyes were fixed on the man's bulge.
"You like what you see, Colin?" The man squeezed his own bulge.
"A mistake to hide a weapon like that behind a uniform, sir. Would you like me to give it some freedom?" Colin's hand met the man's. Half-naked and in an outfit not at all sexy, Colin knelt in front of the huge man and unbuttoned his trousers. The tight boxers did not hide the man's erection. Colin did not hesitate. The trousers and the boxers landed around the bottom of hairy legs. The brown, veiny adult cock was all Colin wanted just now. He collected pre-cum with the tip of his tongue, and he squeezed the man's glans to open the piss-slit. More drops of liquid seeped out. With eagerness and lust, the Scottish cocksucker showed his skills. The low-hanging balls, well-shaved, were striped red.
"You need some cream on your nuts, sir!" Colin spat in his palm and cupped the shaved balls.
"Yes, my master was a bit too hard with his whip last night, but suck my cock now. Hurry before your man comes back!" With both hands, Edward took hold of Colin's head and started to throat-fuck him. The cock was thick, but not too long, so Colin managed. Suddenly the situation changed. The man lifted Colin and partly stripped him. Without problems, the two ended up in a sort of half way sixty-nine.
Edward did a good job on Colin and soon the sexy youngster started to moan. With the man's cock deep inside his throat, he struggled but it was too late. He wanted to shout, to give his normal warning, but he couldn't. Now he started to fill this stranger's mouth with his seed. His jerking would never stop, and his mouth work on the man's cock became tougher than ever. Soon the Norwegian sent his milk into the partly hanging youngster. Colin was prepared. Not a single drop of spunk fell on the floor. When Colin finally licked the area behind the cockhead all clean, the man had trouble standing still.
"Damn!" The man ended the show. "You must come back sometime and I'll give you a real workout!"
"Would be perfect, sir! You never know, but I might need some more clothes." Colin pulled the long-johns all the way up beneath his armpits. He looked like a teddy bear. Dressed like that, he entered the hall and found Bill and Ivar carrying a lot of military equipment.
"How was he?" Ivar whispered close to his friend's ear.
"A winner, Corporal. A true winner!" the man whispered back.
Colin and Bill were standing inside a military aircraft hangar. The snow and the wind outside were heavy. The two were equipped like the 60 to 70 real soldiers on their way to Bardufoss. But first a lot of military equipment had to be stored in the enormous aircraft. Two jeeps, some tracked snow vehicles and a lot of huge boxes were stored and secured before the soldiers were allowed to enter. Colin was surprised that there were no real seats. All the passengers were placed side-by-side on long benches, and secured with heavy belts. Since the plane was open for the transport of vehicles, with a ramp down to the ground, the snow and wind followed the soldiers when they entered the three-storey high aircraft body.
"Damn!" Colin yelled. "Bigger than I had expected. How can we get off the ground? It's huge." Colin tried to communicate with Ivar who placed himself beside Bill.
"Better put on your ear-phones, Colin. The captain will give some info, I'm sure." Ivar helped the two civilians to settle.
"You look pale, Dad; too much testosterone around here. Be careful with your heart!" Colin whispered close to Bill's ear.
"Damn sexy lads. They are fuckable all of them!" Bill grinned. Colin wasn't sure if this was a joke, or if Bill really was in the mood.
"What did you say, sir?" Ivar tried to communicate.
Bill just closed his eyes. The huge plane was shaking in the heavy wind.
"Your captain speaking. Welcome onboard, ladies. Our sauna is waiting up north. Some snow in Bardufoss; heavy western winds, not so cold, minus 22. Enjoy!"
The plane entered the runway. There were no windows and so there was no possibility to check what was going on. Colin suddenly felt as if he was lifted from the bench. The plane took off like a slow-moving monster. Around them the young soldiers were soon asleep. Colin could not understand how they managed. The plane was shaking, it was cold, and the noise was loud.
Colin smiled. Ivar had a hand down in Bill's huge pocket, and Bill spread his legs in the heavy outfit. The combination of oil, sweat and damp clothes reminded Colin of Kenny. "In uniform, he would fit well among all these hunks," Colin thought. He tried to rearrange his own erection. The vibration in the plane was like a sex stimulator. The heavy long-johns took care of the damp inside.
A sudden change in the engine sound caused some movement among the men. Colin looked at his watch.
"Have we landed?" he wondered. The plane was still shaking.
"Welcome to paradise!" The captain was back. "Remain seated until we have roped the lady. The wind is heavy and the ground is slippery. Have a nice day!"
"Come with me, guys!" Ivar went in front through the snow and wind. "We have an ordinance waiting for us. Lucky for us, one of the big bosses needs transport too!" He pointed at a mature man with both stars and stripes' on his uniform. Ivar and the young driver greeted him with a militarily salute. With a smile, he gave both Bill and Colin his hand. Together they entered the car. Colin was seated in front between Ivar and the driver, a lad named Curt according to his jacket-label. Bill and the high-ranked officer solved the world crises' during the one-hour long transport, while the youngsters in the front told Colin all about military life in the wilderness at Norway's northern borders.
Colin was proud when he received his security badge and even more proud when he was standing in front of the huge military camp and the gate opened. The young soldier on duty grinned when he greeted Colin with a hand to his hat. When Colin later passed a mirror, he understood the smiles Ð his new uniform was at least two sizes too large.
"Kitchen!" Ivar pointed. "Dining area, barracks, sport fields, shooting range." It wasn't easy for the visitors to follow the information they were given. The heavy snow had ended, but the temperature was below minus 30. Even the tears froze to ice, Colin said afterwards.
"How many soldiers are here?" Bill asked.
"That's secret, sir. I don't know. Many!" Ivar trampled off through the snow, inviting Bill and Colin to follow.
"I guess you would like to see how I live!" Ivar stopped in front of a huge barrack. "Nobody knows you are here, so there's no welcome committee. I'll find a bed for Colin in my hut, and for you, Bill, I have ordered a guest room in the officers' accommodation block." Ivar let the visitors remove their outer equipment in the front room. They passed a sparsely occupied room with a large fireplace and followed Ivar upstairs.
When they entered the corridor, Colin was one big grin and Bill didn't know what was going on. The corridor was filled with steam and smoke. An open door showed a huge common bathroom with showers and benches. In the corridor and inside the bathroom about thirty naked or partly naked soldiers were shouting and playing. The scene was familiar to Colin both from the high school gym and from the rugby club. The stone floors were covered with soap and shampoo and the guys used their naked bodies for surfing. The macho soldiers were suddenly just a group of naked, winter-white bodies, all happy to be in some heat after a long day outside in the very low temperature.
"Soon be time for supper, guys! Hurry up!" Ivar shouted and led the guests to a room at the end of the corridor.
"You may use the upper bunk, Colin!" Ivar helped Colin with his backpack. "I'll sleep beneath you."
"The opposite from the night train last year!" Colin pinched Ivar's butt.
The huge soldier blushed. He hadn't forgotten their first sex onboard the Bergen railway line. "Not as shaky here as above the mountain," he commented.
Bill found a chair by the window and glanced through a stack of light porn magazines on the end of the table. "I have read that both girls and guys share rooms as soldiers in Norway," he commented while Ivar stripped down to almost nothing. "This room looks very much a room for a group of hunks!" He looked at the training gear, boxers, uniforms and equipment that were spread around.
"We are the last single-sex barrack but it will be renovated next year. All the other barracks are unisex. I guess what you just witnessed just now will be history soon!" Ivar said.
"Pity!" Colin whispered. He jumped up to his berth. "Women take too much space!"
"Said the man with lots of experience!" Bill grinned.
The door opened with a bang. Four lads just in towels or less burst into the room. When they discovered Bill in front of them, they stopped and tried to cover their private parts. "Sorry, sir!" one of them said. "We didn't see you arrive. It's a mess here."
"We are the ones who should be sorry," Bill said. "Coming into your private room without speaking to you first."
"Okay, guys. Meet Bill from Scotland. He's an author, writing a story about Norwegian soldiers' sex lives." Ivar was one huge grin. "And in the bunk is Colin, his son, who is just as innocent as he looks!" Colin gave the lads two thumbs up. He loved Ivar's presentation.
Suddenly Ivar changed attitude. "You have twenty minutes before a full inspection Ð and you are responsible for Colin's bedclothes. Then you will take him to your table for supper. Understood?"
"Yes, corporal!" Four guys answered in unison.
"Come, Bill. I'll take you to your accommodation." Ivar opened the door.
"A hot evening for you so far, son? You look excited!" Bill met Colin just outside the swimming pool. Both the pool area, a movie theatre and the soldiers' leisure centre were placed just outside the main camp.
"Not excited, but it's damn cold. Ivar has invited for a swim remember. I forgot my trunks, by the way. Have you seen Ivar?" Colin was all but relaxed. "The four guys at the barrack played poker with me after supper, and as I hoped they soon changed from betting with money to clothes!"
"And you were the first to be undressed, I guess?" Bill followed Colin into the hall.
"I wasn't. I was too heavily dressed. Four great guys though. They would have got you stiff, Dad! But you fucked Ivar both before and after supper, didn't you?" Colin teased. The two entered the warm building and waved to Ivar who could be seen behind the glass panel. Bill gave no answer.
"Come on, Colin. You may change here. The last guys are in the shower. I just have to close the gate." Ivar was dressed in white like a real lifeguard. "Sorry I had to leave you after supper, sir, but the boss asked me to take the late duty. I've just finished!"
Monitors, plus glass walls both to the swimming pool and the cloakroom filled the security room. "Didn't know you were into voyeurism!" Colin grinned. "This must be an onlookers Eldorado!"
Ivar just pushed a button for the shower screen. A red light signal told the lads in there to hurry up. "I have an extra job here three times a week. The lifesaving part is the most important. This is just the fun side. Allows me some free time for training afterwards!" He looked at the young soldiers in the shower that side-by-side wanked for the camera.
"Better not to take notice!" Ivar blushed. "They know I'm here and for sure they are in a teasing mood."
"You want to swim sir, or is it just Colin?" Ivar opened the door to a private cloakroom.
"I prefer to relax watching you two in the pool," Bill replied. "Colin thinks he can beat you!"
"How can you relax when you see us naked, Dad?" Colin was about to strip, and so was Ivar. Colin tried to be professional, but watching Ivar's huge and well-trimmed, lightly-haired body made his cock respond. Ivar looked at Bill when he pushed down his jock. He gave his schlong some jerks before he did what he could to fill his speedo.
"These trunks are much too big for me." Colin complained. "Wish I had brought my own." He entered the starting block with a very obvious tenting. "I'm gonna lose them!"
"I'm sure you will, no doubt!" Bill sat down and watched the odd couple prepare to dive into the pool, Colin wriggled like a snake, and the redhead Ivar Ð a dream of a hunk - took some deep breaths. "I have to have another session with those two again before I leave for home," he thought. "Fucking Ivar while he was fucking Colin has been the highlight of the Norwegian trip so far." Bill adjusted his hard-on. Ivar had been too quick when they were in bed just before supper. The lad had cum before Bill had even started the inspection.
Colin dived into the water like a dolphin. The heavier Ivar was quite elegant for a lad of probably 90 kilos (198 pounds). His strokes were lifting his body, but Bill could only smile. Colin looked so small beside him but he was allowing the heavier lad to stay just in front. After the first turn Bill saw that Colin accelerated. Soon he passed the heavier Ivar and without problems he hit the target first.
"Four laps next time. I'm started to get warm now, busy bee." Ivar grinned. With a light jump, he left the pool and climbed back onto the starting block. He looked at Bill, adjusted his bulge, and waited. Colin tried the same jump from the pool. The result was that the loose pair of trunks landed around his ankles.
"Damn!" Colin shouted, picked up the swimwear and threw it towards the stands. Completely naked, he found his place next to Ivar. He was still flaccid, but the situation was very intense.
"Unfair!" Ivar shouted.
Colin just grinned. "Easy to fix that!" He tried to pull down Ivar's tight swimwear.
"Colin, behave!" Bill's message was not a joke. The boy took the signal and was ready to compete again.
Some twenty minutes later the two youngsters left the pool and moved towards Bill.
"A good dive young man, really good. You have something to learn, Corporal!" A loud voice was heard. A mature man in uniform entered the poolside. Ivar stood at Full Attention.
"Rest, Corporal! Free time now." The man from the ordinance earlier that day gave Bill his hand. "I hope my folk are taking good care of you. And I see that the young man is into his proper element." Colin hadn't been thinking of his complete nudity. Now he tried to cover up.
"As a young swimmer, it was quite common for us to swim nude. It was even done at national level!" The officer went on. "Well, the reasoning was that you could gain some seconds, but some guys were slower as well. Guess it had to do withÉ" He cleared his throat. "...the equipment!" The comment was followed by some laughter, but Colin wasn't all happy for the situation.
"You wish to use the pool, Commander?" Ivar was not familiar with a visit like this.
"Yes, I would like to show young Colin some of my secrets." He winked at Bill who did not seem very surprised by the visit.
"I have made some arrangements. Corporal. Please take our guest to the Officers' Lounge." He placed a hand on Bill's shoulder.
"But, Commander, IÉ" Ivar blushed.
"I've given you a temporary access, Corporal Hansen. Just use your card. Get our guest here and yourself a drink or two. I'll take care of the young swimmer, and will see him back to his quarters in good time before lights-out." The man gave orders. No questions or hesitating was allowed. Colin loved his attitude, a man after his own heart. When Colin's eyes met the commander's, he was relaxed. He looked into a pair of caring and spiritual eyes.
"Keep warm, Colin. I will join you in five minutes." The commander had already started to undress.
"He was a national champion in his younger days," Ivar whispered to Bill when they left the pool area. "You look a bit nervous, Bill." Ivar touched his hand.
"Colin had some tough experiences with a military guy recently," Bill said. "I hope he will be okay." He pulled his coat tight against the polar cold.
"You like this, son?" The commander had competed with young Colin for half an hour in the pool. Colin was surprised. The grey-haired man had a young man's body except for some loss of his firmness in his buttocks and rather low-hanging balls. Almost as tall as Ivar, Colin guessed his height at 190 cm (6ft 3in). He was hairless like a young swimmer, and his semi-hard dick completed the very hot officer.
"Aye, I love it when you rub my nipples, sir. You almost make me faint." Colin closed his eyes when the man used the rough military towel on his upper body.
"I can see that. There's no doubt you like nipple play!" The man collected some pre-cum from Colin's very stiff erection.
"How do you like this?" The man pulled Colin's foreskin back and rubbed the naked cockhead with the same rough towel.
Colin tried to pull away, but the officer held him as if in a vice. "Ahhhh!" Colin almost knelt in the man's arms. It was not possible for him to escape.
"Okay, young man! Maybe you will like this better!" The commander lifted Colin and placed him on one of the stools. He then spread his legs and gave the cockhead and the shaft some heavy treatment with his lips and tongue. Colin trembled with excitement and lust. The man was tough, very tough, but no bully. Now and then he looked at Colin's face and checked his erection. Colin felt an eruption building up. He tried again to stop the commander. He wanted this moment to last a bit longer.
"Please, sir. Please, sir. Give me a break, or I'll shoot my load in your mouth. You send me to heaven, sir. Please let me serve you. I would love to touch your weapon." Colin grabbed the man's erection with both hands. He was rock hard now after treating the youngster. The more than 25 cm (10 inch) cock was as thick as a cucumber.
"You really are a strange lad, Colin. Your father, your daddy I understand, called you a `bossy bottom'! You like to be in charge, son?" He lifted Colin close. "Okay, tell me what you wish just now?"
"I wish you to be my commander, sir - all the way. I wish you to use me as your serving, most obedient soldier. Most of all I wish your cock deep inside me. I wish you will tell me to obey!" Colin knelt in front of the tall man and allowed the cock to fill his mouth.
Colin was bound up at his feet and hands. His legs were spread and lifted. His cock, his balls and his boy-pussy were on full display for the commanding officer.
"You wanted to touch my weapon, soldier. Which weapon?" The naked, and still fully erect man hung his uniform belt and harness next to Colin's body. The man looked at him. Did the boy's eyes show excitement or was if fear?
The officer lifted a heavy bayonet and caressed it with an open hand. Then he placed it back in its sheath. He smiled.
Then the man then lifted a wooden command-truncheon, spat on it, and let the thickest end follow Colin's arse crack.
"Ready for some play, soldier?" The officer lifted his huge cock with the truncheon and let the cockhead rest just outside Colin's partly open boy-cunt. "You have seen my three weapons Ð take them all and be the tough man I think you are. Where do we start?" The man bent down and sucked the dripping pre-cum from Colin's cock.
"The baton, please sir," Colin whispered.
"My old truncheon - been a long time since I used this one on a pussy like yours, and I promised your fatherÉ" The commander found a tin of lube in his pocket. He greased up the wooden truncheon and then he applied a large amount inside the love entrance. Colin jumped with excitement when three grownup fingers entered him without warning. The man did not fuck him with his fingers; he just lubed the entrance and stretched the sphincter opening. Minutes later the man withdrew his fingers and let the wooden cock press against the entrance. Colin was still uncertain, not quite ready to be dominated by the foreign officer.
"Relax, I will win anyway. Just make it easy for yourself!" With a gentle hand, he touched the side of Colin's chin. The boy relaxed, opened his pussy and let the wooden cock inside. He moaned with pleasure when stuffed. Again the man refrained from fucking. He just placed the truncheon inside and let it rotate. Colin whined now as his love-button was manipulated.
Again the commander licked Colin's dripping piss-slit. He let the wooden weapon stay inside the boy when he again took hold of the bayonet.
"Okay, ready?" The man asked with another smile.
"No sir, not ready, but I guess I have no choice!" Colin tried to smile back.
"You know that steel can be damn cold or damn hot. Maybe your mum has used a knife blade to heal a bump in your head when you hurt yourself?" The man showed Colin the huge stabbing weapon.
"Sir, I have noÉ" Colin ended. The sharp tip of the bayonet played with one of the stiff nipples. Colin could hardly breath. The other nipple got the same treatment. Colin couldn't know that this bayonet was rather unsharpened.
"I see you have been pierced, boy!" The tip of the bayonet was now lifting the nub. "Maybe we could re-open!" He treated the nipples with the steel. Colin whimpered.
"No, please sir. I'mÉ I'mÉ" Colin could not speak.
"Yea, you are close to cumming, aren't you, soldier?" Now the man placed the side of the steel bayonet across Colin's chest and let the cold steel press against his nipples.
Colin was shaking. He was in an unusual sort of pain. Bound up as he was, he couldn't move, but a volcano was building up inside him. With one hand the commander let the steel compress his nipples, while with the other hand he let the wooden truncheon play with his prostate.
"Sir, sir! I have to, have toÉ I'm cumming, cumming!" The first shot left the stiff dick and landed on the boy's own face. The other hands-free shots sprayed all over the young body. With closed eyes, Colin lived through the heavy orgasm. The commander let the blood flow back to the tender nipples and he pulled the truncheon out while Colin was on his highest level. Colin hardly noticed that the Norwegian had replaced the truncheon with his own huge cock and started to fuck him with long strokes. He caught Colin's now very sensitive dick and squeezed it hard. Colin yelled.
The man stopped, but stayed inside. "You are hurting, son? Want a break?" the commander asked.
"This is war, isn't it, sir? I have waited for the final attack! Just go on, fuck me hard. I have more ammunition. Give me the rest of your cock Ð you are holding back, sir. I can take it all!" Colin tried to lift his body for the cucumber-like cock.
The commander went on with deep pounding and heavy rotation. While fucking, he freed Colin from his ropes and soon the two were fucking like lovers. Mouths met, tongues played and Colin was fucked like he hadn't been for many days.
The commander looked at the young Scottish soldier sitting on his knees with his head and body drenched in a combination of man-cum and boy-milk.
"You care for a final contest, son?" The mature commander lifted Colin and threw him into the pool. Seconds afterwards he dived close to the waiting lad who hugged the man's wet body as if he was afraid to drown.
To be continued