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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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Bill
COLIN Ð STUDENT AND MODEL
Chapter 47 (Kenny's test / Bill's birthday)
"Are you still here, Kiddo? I thought you were going to take the train home after lunch today. Birthday preparations, I understand." Kenny rubbed his eyes with his fists. Colin's roommate had been in dreamland seconds earlier.
"Farting and dreaming about your chick sucking you, eh?" Colin put his papers on the desk and dived down beside his fuck-buddy. "The professor was in a discussion mood. He didn't agree with my conclusions in my report from Norway. Honestly, it was just an excuse. He wasn't in the mood for a long lonely weekend, I think. I could easily have had him fuck me." Colin placed an arm around Kenny's naked upper body.
"Irresistible, eh? Fuck Kiddo, don't be like my babe!" Kenny turned around, brought Colin closer, and held him like a vice. "Sorry you have to leave for home. I could have fucked the shit out of you, professors' candy. You're taking the car, I guess?" He loosened his grip.
"Like you did on Wednesday night. I still have a sore arse from that!" Colin rolled onto his own part of the double bed.
"That's what the poor guy wanted, wasn't it? I felt like I was in a porn show!" Kenny grinned and grabbed his tool inside his baggy shorts. "And you liked letting the man see you being fucked, you perv, didn't you?"
"Aye, very much! The bigger crowd, the better. My fantasy is to be fucked in the middle of a football stadium - with all seats sold out." Colin left the bed.
"Fucked by both teams then!" Kenny grinned. "Maybe even by the referee!"
"And the linesmen," grinned Colin. He carried on. "You need the car for the airport tomorrow, don't you? I sent you the two flight numbers. They will arrive about the same time and you should reach Bill's house at lunchtime. Your own car is still in garage, isn't it?" Colin found his pre-packed bag.
"I have Dad's car for the weekend. Plenty of room for luggage in it." Kenny squeezed his balls. "The old man melted when he heard your name. What is it about you and old men, Kiddo? You make them act as if they were heavily drugged."
"It's my sex appeal, don't you think?" Colin wiggled his bum and giggled. He was about to leave.
"Just wait, Colin. You had a package delivered just an hour ago. US postage. It's in the kitchen. I had to sign for it and the stupid guy didn't even ask for ID. Some electronics, I think." Kenny was heading for the bathroom. Colin smiled when he saw the tent in his fuck-buddy's shorts.
Colin had opened the packet when Kenny was back from the bathroom. Now he looked over Colin's shoulder. "What the fuck, Kiddo! Are you opening a porn store here?"
"No, Kenny. Not at all. This is my birthday present for my old man. I just have to add batteries." Colin lifted a fancy instrument out of its box.
"Prostatic stimulator!" Kenny cried. He was one big grin. "How will your very potent lover act when he receives such an instrument? You're suggesting he's no longer hot enough for you in bed, baby-boy?"
"Don't be silly! Do you remember the video we watched on Twitter the other night? They called it an `Ass Controller', didn't they? The guys had really spastic cummings, again and again." Colin lifted another item out.
"And screamed as if in a torture chamber!" Kenny went on. "But they stayed hard yes, and seemed to really enjoy being milked. But your Dad, he's an all the way top. Why a toy for his arse?"
"He enjoys bottoming once in a while. My tiny cock can't give him that pleasure, and you are not around very often. Don't forget he has begged you to fuck him before!" Colin used one hand to take a firm grip around Kenny's pole. He looked at his watch.
"Do me a favour, Kenny, please. I'm not very good when it comes to electronics, as you know. The thing with all these items is that they are controlled using a phone but you need an app. Will you download one for me, please." Colin handed Kenny his iPhone. "Here are the alternatives." Kenny was easy to ask and soon he returned the phone to Colin.
"Damn, fuck, Kiddo. You can fuck a guy with this from anywhere in the world, can't you? Or somebody could control you, babe. A gift for your Dad, sure, but it could be for your own pleasure too, you perv!" Kenny showed Colin the screen. "Fifteen levels, changes from sweet strokes to killing action" He read from the information. "Use your own `net connection, run Bluetooth or your internet connection worldwide.
"Would you like to try before I leave, Kenny? You're rock-hard and dripping!" Colin played with Kenny's cock.
"No electronics inside my arse! Don't ever think about it!" Kenny shouted.
"Okay but I ordered another item as well, also controlled by the same app." Colin unpacked a see-through plastic Masturbator. "Lie down and strip off. I'll run the show!" Colin pushed Kenny down on the bed and helped him off with his shorts. The more than 26 cm (10 inch) pride was rising high without any stimulation.
"I ordered the large version, mate! Fits cocks up to 30 cm, so it should fit you. You grease up while I clean the sucking machine." Colin gave Kenny some lube.
"I have to bind your hands, Kenny. I don't want you to spoil the test. Are you ready?" Colin found his pair of handcuffs. They were seldom used. Kenny was not into heavy bondage, neither as receiver nor as executer, but he was willing to get involved in some role play to satisfy his room-mate.
With one hand, Colin gripped the cut dick he loved. With the other hand, he placed the Masturbator over the cockhead and pushed it all the way down in one single movement. Kenny trembled and lifted his hips. Colin picked up his phone and found the app. "Sucking, milking, licking, pumping," Colin read. "Single or in combination, or the full package?" Colin smiled a broad smile. "Full package, stallion?" he whispered and chose level two out of twelve. "They have a level called `ant hill' - you think you will fancy that one?"
"I'll kill you, Kiddo. Just wait." Kenny moved his lower body and moaned when Colin turned up the intensity.
"Your lips and tongue are better than this, Colin! Bought US shit, I'm sure!" Kenny tried to speak, but the truth was that he already was getting high.
"Let's give you some more then!" Colin scrolled down the screen and landed on level eight. The machine really worked. From the outside it looked as if a collection of lips were sucking from cock-root to glans, and a sort of rubber-spiral went the opposite way. Kenny lifted his body from the bed and moaned.
"Fuck, fuck, Kiddo, damn, give me, give me, I'mÉ" The huge lad was shaking. Colin knew that Kenny was about to explode already and lowered the intensity to a `just teasing' level.
"Damn, Kiddo! I was very close, very close." Kenny shook the cuffs. Colin could see pre-cum dripping from his mate's piss-slit. Colin was wet himself and he had to adjust his bulge. Now he set a higher level again.
"I give you some ants as well, okay?" Colin touched the button that added electric stimulation.
Kenny howled and shook his head. His eyes were closed and his nostrils flared. He snorted and curled his naked toes as if he tried to hold on.
"Aahhhh!" Kenny shot his load inside the tube. Colin counted the spurts. It was impressive. The white cream soon covered the see-through walls.
"Stop, damn!" Kenny shouted. Colin let the Masturbator continue the treatment. He just lowered a bit, and Kenny did not protest. After some slow treatment, Colin studied the screen.
"There's a level for pumping here, Kenny. Maybe you have more to give. I'm sure you can manage a second round. Eh?" Without waiting for a response, he turned on the top level and received a new yell from the bed.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, go on, go on, suck the shit out of meÉ more, yeah!" Kenny was far beyond his normal orgasm. For the next several minutes, Colin changed between sucking and full power. Kenny lifted his body again when Colin gave him the `ant hill'. He had no more force now, but a slow emission of cum filled the tube.
"Enough, Kiddo. I'm serious!" Kenny looked at his roommate with dripping wet eyes.
Colin turned off the signal and closed down the phone. On his knees beside his friend, he carefully removed the Masturbator. The huge cock was red and swollen, but still fully erect. Colin took the cock into his own mouth and sucked it carefully before he cleaned the full shaft and the glans with his lips and tongue.
"Be damn careful with your old man. That's heavy stuff!" Kenny said. Colin helped him to uncuff. Kenny put his sweaty arms around his roommate and held him tight. "The last part was the best, Colin. You win," the lad whispered.
Colin packed up the gift and found his weekend bag. He turned around and waved to his exhausted friend who gave him a thumbs up.
Both Bill's good friend, Bruce, and Colin were happy with Bill's efforts in the kitchen. The chilli con carne was one of Colin's favourite meals and Bruce had brought plenty of local beer. However Bill was a bit stressed. He was not at all comfortable with the celebration being planned for the weekend. He was used to being in command but now the job was in the hands of Bruce and Colin.
"Take it easy, Bill. Johnnyboy and his family are responsible for the food service. They are professionals," Bruce said.
"But I don't even know who our overnight guests will be," Bill grumbled.
"Everything is arranged, Dad. You just have to decide who you want in your bed tomorrow night!" Colin grinned.
Bill rolled his eyes, and did not comment. "I have chocolate fondant for you guys, and even cream for you, love!" He placed the dessert on the table and sat down.
"It's tough being sixty, Bill. I know. Less easy to take care of our young sex-athletes!" Bruce pinched Colin's butt.
"Talk for yourself, old man. Colin hasn't complained yet." Bill touched Colin's knee. Colin was suddenly uncertain about the gift he had brought.
"I have brought you a birthday present, Daddy, even though you told me that the best present for you was to have me home for the weekend." Colin licked his lips that had been covered by some chocolate and cream. "A lovely meal as always, Daddy. You will excuse me now?" He went up to Bill and hugged him.
"I want you to unpack while Bruce is here. Some computer business is involved, you see, and maybe he can help us." Colin talked while fetching a plastic bag with a huge red packet inside.
"It's good that you are prepared. You remember when I lost some of my manuscripts changing to a new computer last year?" Bill sat down with the packet in front in front of him. Colin stood behind, placing his hands on his Dad's shoulders.
Bill opened the box. Colin looked at Bruce who had trouble pretending to stay serious. Bill lifted the pre-opened Masturbator. It smelled of soap. Then he lifted a sealed vacuum pump, and finally he found the strange Prostate Stimulator. He said nothing. He lifted the colourful booklet with the selling title: `Let your phone give you pleasure!" Still he did not comment. Colin swallowed and gave his dad some shoulder and neck massage.
"An alternative to a room at the old folks' home, I guess." Bill laughed. "But I never thought I should put my phone up my bum!" He looked at Bruce who was one huge smile.
"Never thought my dick wasn't big enough for you, love!" Bill said when he opened the vacuum pump.
"It's a present for me from the store because I bought two full priced items. And the gift is for you, Dad, but I hope you will use it on me. It says Prostate stimulator', but it's also known as Ass Controller', Daddy. You can fuck me by phone all over the world, and I can fuck you, Dad, and give you a pleasure I haven't been able to give you so far."
"And this one?" Bill lifted the Masturbator.
"You say you miss my mouth when I'm away, Daddy. This is a wanking machine run by my phone. I just tested it on Kenny. He spurted twice in a few minutes!" Colin put his chin close to Bill's.
"It still smells of Kenny, love!" Bill put the plastic tube in front of his nose.
"No, no Dad, please. I'm not that dirty. You might smell his soap though. Does that make you horny?" Colin kissed Bill's lips very light.
"Aye, it does. Just the thought of your stallion spurting inside this. Wow! He's coming tomorrow, isn't he? Shouldn't he have come with you today?" Bill looked at Colin and did nothing to hide a growing erection.
Bruce looked at his watch. "I have to leave soon to collect Johnnyboy. But can't we demonstrate the `ass controller" for Bill, honey? I guess you are curious as well. I've seen it in the US, and considered ordering one for the wanking-mad boy of mine."
"I'll go to the bathroom first, and you connect the fucker to Dad's phone, okay?" Colin left the room in three jumps.
Some ten minutes later and Colin was back in sports gear - running shorts and t-shirt. Bruce and Bill were sitting side by side on the sofa, studying the iPhone's screen.
"I'll help you to get the receiver correctly into your arse. Strip down, but keep most of your clothes on. One end must touch your fuck-button while the other part, with the communicator, is placed between your arse-cheeks. The front part will stimulate your outer pussy and your balls." Bruce pulled down Colin's shorts and his tight bikini briefs. He licked the 7-8 cm (3 inch) long piece and penetrated Colin without warning. Colin yelped when the item was inserted and Bruce answered with a flat hand spank.
"Now dress again and sit down!" Bruce looked at his friend. Colin dressed and sat down on a chair opposite the two men. "Pretend Colin is sitting in a conference in Europe or at uni in Glasgow, Bill, and you have commanded him to insert this device every day. Then you are his master for real. You can fuck him senseless if you want to, you give him multiple orgasms or you can just tease him for hours. Now go on, go into the kitchen. Do what I showed you. Just let Colin relax first."
Bruce looked at Colin. "I want you to talk, love. Tell me tell me about your trip to Norway. Don't stop when Bill presses the buttons."
The easily-led youngster had a lot to tell. The initial treatment inside his arse was just like a feather moving, but he had problems staying serious. The intensity changed. Colin had problems speaking clearly. He moved; he turned around in the chair. He placed both hands in front of his bulge. He couldn't sit, so he knelt on the floor. Then he laughed and turned around. Again he found the chair, but now he placed his neck on the back of the chair and let his body go up into a bridge. He was moaning and shaking. He spread his legs and he laughed like crazy.
Bill watched from the open door, and saw that Colin was not in pain, so after a short break he went on and added some pinching. Again Colin tried to control things, but he couldn't.
"I'mÉI'mÉ" he shouted and pulled down his shorts. The tight bikini was filling with his spunk. Colin ejaculated and moaned.
"Go on, Bill. Go on. He can take more, you know that. This is just a start. Give me your knickers, baby!" Bruce helped Colin to undress. The boy fell down on the carpet. His cock was stiff and red. He moaned and grinned when Bill again started the treatment. Bill had found a program called random and touched the button. Over the next ten minutes the intensity varied, and Colin went from spastic movements to whining. Bill moved on to the highest level. Colin rolled his eyes. "Please, Dad. Let me cum, let me cum, cumÉaaagh!" A kneeling Bruce with an open mouth took care of Colin's new eruption. It was clear and water-like, but Bruce took it all and licked his lips. Colin fell down on the carpet, still shaking.
"Thank you for the demonstration, guys, and thank you for a most interesting gift, Colin love. Never on earth will I allow Bruce to run this program when I place the Ass Controller in my arse, but I can trust you, Colin." Bill went up to the boy, lifted him and carried him upstairs to the bedroom.
Bill let Colin rest on the bed and then returned to Bruce. "See you tomorrow, amigo. Be careful if you use one of these instruments on poor Johnny. He's not as tough as Colin, you know." Bill hugged his friend goodbye.
"Be careful yourself, old chap. I'm certain the sex athlete upstairs had some dirty thoughts when he ordered those items!" Bruce squeezed Bill's butt.
With one arm, Colin searched for his dad in the bed. The bedroom was not yet lit by daylight.
"Strange! It's Dad's birthday so I thought he would have wanted a morning fuck," Colin said to himself. He heard some voices but outside or inside he couldn't be certain. One laugh was well known to him. Bruce was there but there was the screaming voice of a woman too, and someone was singing. Colin squeezed his balls. He had a morning wood that needed treatment, and he had to piss, but he wasn't ready to go downstairs yet. He took a pillow and covered his head when the female voice started to sing, "For he's a jolly good fellow!'
The early morning party downstairs was still going on when Colin, minutes later, hurried into the bathroom for his morning ablutions. He always found it difficult to pee when his hard-on pointed in any direction but down in the bowl.
"I could do with a wank!" he thought. "But maybe later." The night had been hot, and he had topped the evening's spunkings with a hot eruption in his dad's mouth during the night.
It wasn't very often that Colin used a bathrobe at home. Bill loved to see him in the nude and the boy was not shy, but now he found his short, white and rather sexy robe. Colin had used it for teasing strip-shows more than once over the years. Barefoot, he went downstairs. The stairs ended in the sitting room now filled with people.
"Here comes the princess!" The lady's voice was quite deep. Linda's smoking had over the years given her a hoarse voice. She was a neighbour, and a friend of Bill since he moved to this part of town. She had teased young Colin from the first day he moved in with Bill, but over the years Colin had stopped being embarrassed. Now the lad stood in front of her with his bathrobe open. His half-hard little one was clearly visible and the front of the young athlete was naked for all to see. He smiled and crossed the floor and found Bill on the sofa. There were no free seats around so Bill opened his arms and placed Colin on his lap after kissing his forehead.
Anton, the nearest neighbour, one of the newer people in the street, made a small speech telling of the morning birthday greeting tradition from his stay in Denmark. It was the habit that neighbours and friends to meet outside a birthday house in the morning to sing birthdays songs. It was also common at important celebrations to decorate the door to the house with flowers and flags. "So for me it is a joy to wish you a happy day, dear neighbour! And now another custom from up north, the morning drink. Please help me, Linda. I brought a bottle of traditional `Old Dane'. It will wake you up too, Colin!"
Colin had rested his head close to his dad's, still feeling tired. Now he looked around. Two people he hardly knew were there, as they had only recently moved in down the street. Drummond was the man's name. He had been an occasional houseguest since Bill met him at a cult event at Brickwall Mansion. Now he had brought his son Mark, a 17 year old singer from the boys' choir. Colin wondered why old Father John was here with a bottle of wine. He smiled when he saw the old priest touch the choirboy's butt more than once. Next to the door, a bit shy it seemed, was young Qi from the Mansion holding a huge bouquet of flowers.
"Cheers, and we wish you a happy day!" Anton lifted his glass. Colin liked the smell of liquorice, but he almost fainted when he emptied the glass.
"I also know it's a custom to meet the morning congregation with something to eat. You entertain our guests, Colin love, and will you help me with coffee and some snacks Bruce, please?" Bill stood up and let Colin have his seat on the sofa.
"How was the night, Buddy? Did Colin persuade you to try the present?" Bruce pinched Bill's bum.
"Aye, he did, both of them. And both at the same time. I've never felt anything like that. The horny boy had a sort of double remote control so he managed to run the Ass Controller inside me while he worked the Masturbator," Bill whispered.
"I hardly remember the whole process, but I watched him trying the third item - the vacuum pump. I think he was a bit sorry when his pretty prick didn't expand very much in length, but when he mouth-fucked me he was harder than I ever have had him." Bill tried to find the cups, but was still excited telling his friend about the night before.
"The last I remember was when he climbed onto me while he ran the remote fucker and let me fuck him while I tried to hold back. I know I had a double orgasm. I also know that Colin drenched me, and I know he fucked my mouth. The next thing I remember was your laughter and Linda's screaming at my front door this morning." Bill grinned.
"Sounds from heaven or perhaps from hell!" Bruce took a tray with cups and coffee into the living room and placed it on the coffee table while Bill served oriental canapŽs around. He sent silent blessings to young Johnnyboy who had told him yesterday that it could be good to have something to serve - just in case. The young waiter had probably been involved in the morning celebration plans.
"You really stopped Linda this morning, son!" Bill grinned. He soaped Colin's back and bum in the shower they shared.
"I hope I wasn't too rude, Dad. She is just teasing, I know. I do like her as a neighbour though!" Colin turned around at let Bill soap his front as well.
"No, you just gave her what she wanted. She is always so entertained by your body. She has even asked for nude photos!" Bill soaped the young man's balls.
"And you have given her some, of course. You fancy the old woman!" Colin had problems standing silent when Bill cleaned the area behind his glans and pulled his foreskin back and forward.
"Just some of you as a model - no porn! Turn around now and let me clean your pussy for the party. I guess there will be some guests here to see you as well today." Bill made the youngster bend over and with rough hands he washed Colin's rear entrance and parts of the tight tunnel. "You seem fine after the heavy treatment last night!" He ended the ceremony with some light spanks.
"I have asked Linda for the use of her guestroom tonight, and she was pleased to help us." Colin reached for a towel, not happy that Bill didn't ask for more treatment.
"And who will be her guests if I dare to ask about the secret stuff?" Bill found the shampoo for his hair that had started to show some grey streaks.
"Kenny will stay with Linda. Good company for her, don't you think?" Colin worked his hair like a real princess.
"Let's hope she doesn't rape him!" Bill grinned and closed the door to the shower cubicle.
"Johnnyboy and his crew will be here in an hour." Colin tried to calm down the jubilant `birthday boy' who had problems doing nothing. "But I think some of our guests will arrive before that. You look excellent in the new grey suit, Daddy. No tie, very modern. Will you wear your kilt tonight? I think I will, with my new sporran." Colin organised plates and glasses.
"If you wear a kilt, I will too. I love seeing you in a kilt." Bill looked out of the front window for the third time in the last minute. A large American car stopped just outside the flower-decorated door.
"It's Kenny!" Colin shouted. "He has been to the airport collecting guests. His old man lent him the limo for the occasion." Colin was as excited as his dad but he had to wait. Bill had to take care of the guests first. The back door of the car opened and Olav, Colin's Norwegian `piss-brother', hurried outside. No formal greetings - Olav was tight in Bill's arms.
"Nice to see you, Olav. We had some great time in Oslo, didn't we?" Bill almost lifted the Colin-sized guy from the steps.
The car's front passenger door opened and a tall, dark man walked towards the house. Bill was grinning. He had not expected Kasim to come all the way from France to celebrate his birthday. The former porn-star and Colin's favourite for his private shows, greeted Bill very formally with French-style kisses on the cheek, but Bill dragged him close and put his arms around the handsome Arab.
"I thought Mr Reynard needed you at the farm this time of the year. This is quite a surprise." Bill held the man tight. "You alone orÉ?"
While Colin took care of Olav and Bill was occupied with Kasim, a young beauty of a man took care of the luggage Kenny handed him.
"No, I'm not alone. Habib has been to an audition in London, so we had an easy trip up here today." Kasim stood aside and let his young nephew meet Bill. Both of them blushed and weren't quite sure how to greet each other. Habib had been in bed with Bill, at first without Kasim's and Colin's knowledge, and the boy had become very close to Colin's `father'. Now the very formally dressed young man gave Bill his hand and thanked him for the possibility to be back in Scotland.
"Very nice to see you again, Habib. Long time since I saw you." Bill was suddenly very formal too. He looked the boy up and down. Habib had grown. He was more mature than Bill remembered, and he had become a real beauty. Bill was overwhelmed.
"Are you going to stay outside? Damn cold, isn't it?" Kenny solved the slightly awkward situation. He placed the luggage on the steps and gave Bill a `bear hug' before he almost pushed him and his guests inside.
"You may park the car outside Number Five, Kenny. We're waiting for the catering service. If the lady protests, just tell her you are Kenny!" Colin shouted to Kenny and winked at his dad.
Shortly after Kenny left, another vehicle arrived - a van decorated with silhouettes of horses. A grey-haired man waved very energetically when Bill again opened the door. Archie, Bill's friend from early childhood and now headmaster at the veterinary college near Glasgow, jumped like a youngster out of the car. Dressed in denim and black leather jacket, he looked far from a college headmaster.
From the other side of the car a young man followed, a freckled redhead with a charming smile. Nineteen year old Charlie had been very pleased when Colin asked him to sing for Bill at the party. He looked upon Bill as a sort of rescuer - the man who brought him out of a traumatic life in Newcastle and found a place for him at the veterinary college.
"Good to see you here, Archie. I'm sorry we haven't been in contact for a long time." This time Bill supplemented the formal handshake with a tight hug. "And you turned sixty when I was in Australia. Sorry we had to say no to your invitation. Colin is very eager to see you again."
"And I look forward to meeting him. I was afraid you thought I was too rough with the whip when he visited me last time. He's a teaser, you know, Willie. Is he around today?" Archie sounded a bit nervous. The men's relationship had been broken many years ago when Archie, as a young man, was sent to South Africa mainly because of his gay lifestyle. The two had been lovers, and the meetings over the last year had shown that there still were emotions between them.
"Colin, we have new guests here!" Bill shouted through the open door. Colin saw only Charlie when he hurried outside. The two boys met very close. Colin looked around not to embarrass the newcomer. But their lips met and the kiss was more than just a welcome kiss. Charlie was a huge admirer of Colin and one of Colin's fashion shows was where the two first met.
"Are Boyd and Doug not coming?" Colin asked, a bit disappointed. He had invited the Highland twins, who were security guards at his university, for the celebration.
"Doug is coming this afternoon, but Boyd chose to stay at the hospital with Uncle George. They all send their best wishes, sir!" Charlie bowed deep and gave Bill his hand.
"Serious situation?" Bill asked, worried about Colin's eighty year old `uncle'.
"He doesn't piss like a stallion anymore, needs some repair, sir!" The young vet student did not hesitate. The very direct diagnosis was followed by stormy laughter both from Archie and Bill, or Willie, as Archie still called him. With open arms, Bill welcomed them inside.
Johnnyboy and the staff from his parent's restaurant were downstairs preparing to serve the lunch when Colin hurried out from his old bedroom. Kenny was just leaving the bathroom. "Have you seen my dad, Kenny?"
"He took your Arab lover and the young sheik to your neighbour's house and I think he was going to help the other guests to settle in at Bruce's." Kenny was for once dressed in very tight jeans and had problems adjusting his large bulge.
"You're horny, Kenny. Did you miss me this morning?" Colin grinned. He was naked but for a JustColin low-cut bikini. His hair was a mess as if he was just out of bed.
"Aye, I've been horny since your treatment yesterday. Maybe you could find the wanking machine for me, Kiddo?" Kenny made some hand movements so there could be no misunderstanding.
"I can do better, Kenny. Please come!" Colin pushed his roommate into his old bedroom and locked the door. The bed was like a wrestling arena. Clothes were spread all around and in the middle of the bed lay young Olav, who tried to cover his naked body with a pillow.
Without asking, Colin opened Kenny's for once formal shirt and helped him off with the singlet. He sniffed and kissed the naked upper body. "We need you, Kenny, both of us. We have half an hour." He looked at his watch. "The dildo is damn boring. Give us your cock, Kenny. Olav is a crazy rider!" He opened Kenny's belt and pushed down his jeans. The tenting in the black boxers was obvious. Colin sniffed and licked the covered tool.
"No time for foreplay, Buddy. I see you are wet too but there's plenty of lube in the drawer." He pulled down the underwear. Kenny's hard-on was a sight for the gods. The small-cocked boys wanted to be stuffed and filled with spunk by the stallion who looked like a fucking machine for all gay men. Luckily Kenny was happy to drop a real pussy for a boy-cunt when he felt secure. Colin was his number one, but he had been in bed with Olav before too.
Colin knelt in front of his roommate and hesitated just for a moment. He found Kenny's eyes and smiled his irresistible smile. "Come on Kenny, mouth-fuck me. I'm better than any machine!" He tugged his mate's low-hanging balls and made the cut cock shine with pre-cum. An eager lick from Colin and then Kenny took control. He knew after nearly two years of practice that Colin easily took 15 cm (6 inches) down his throat, but to get him take the last 10 (4 inches) he must have longer foreplay. Now Kenny just fucked Colin's mouth while holding on to his head. Colin moaned and cupped Kenny's buttocks and tried to take all. With some coughing and a lot of slime, Colin managed.
In the bed Olav had thrown away both pillows and duvets to wank furiously and without shyness his stiff Colin-sized dick. The sight of Colin doing his roommate was giving him great pleasure.
"Stay cool, Viking, or you will shoot even before you get a taste of my weapon. You Norwegians should know what we Scots can manage. Just wait!" Kenny lifted Colin to his feet. "Now chicks, show me the pussies you offer me. Side by side now. Come on, and get the lube for me, Kiddo."
Kenny placed the boys down at the end of the bed and spread their legs apart. Then he knelt and spat in the open arses before he dived into the cracks licking and rimming. Kenny was no pussy-licker to his girlfriend's complaint, but Colin's hairless boy-cunt was different. As if he had done this before, he greased up two fingers on each hand. With a rugby guy's strong fingers, he penetrated the waiting small ones. Moans in unison filled the room when Kenny let his fingers be a hook. He knew what Colin loved, and he rotated and pushed. Both the boys whimpered now. Kenny placed a large amount of cream into the two arses. Colin opened for him. He knew the game. Olav shut his entrance.
"Open up, Viking!" Kenny gave Olav a spank on both cheeks. "If I have to attack you, then the pleasure is gone. Come on, you first, babe!" Kenny placed his huge spear outside Olav's tunnel.
"Open Bro, he'll do you good," Colin whispered in Olav's ear. Olav responded and the well-trained top bottomed in the Norwegian in one slow motion thrust. The not too thick cut cock made the penetration easy, but 26 cm (10 inches) of rock hard cock was hard to take. Olav lifted his hips a bit and made himself more comfortable. "Fuck me like you fuck my brother, Kenny. Fuck me hard, no mercy. I want to cum, very much, very much."
Kenny had heard stories about the Bergen-lad's fast-spunk so he just pulled out and filled up Colin with the fat monster. Colin yelled in surprise, but met the huge stallion with the arse-muscles some men feared. Kenny knew how to tease. He would stop or fuck slowly, and then give long strokes until Colin lost his control. That's what the rugby guy wanted.
Kenny went from the one to the other, and he soon understood that this would not be a long session. By touching the two hard cocks, he found that the two smaller ones were piss-wet by pre-cum.
"You mentioned riding, Kiddo. You care for a ride, babe?" Kenny slapped the white buttock. He dived onto the bed, lifted Olav with both arms and lowered him onto his waiting iron-cock. Colin assisted with touching hands and did some wanking as well. "Cool it, Kiddo, or I'll cum in your hands!" Kenny shouted. He was near to a climax himself.
The rest of the fucking session was quickly done. Olav rode the cock deep and tight, and Colin placed himself in front of Olav and gave the stallion his cock like a lollipop.
Olav was the first to cum. He cried like a kid when he, hands-free, sent his cum all over Kenny's front and Colin's back. Kenny and Colin had a simultaneous orgasm as they often had. Kenny erupted deep inside Olav's body while he struggled to take Colin's jizz that filled his mouth. The two small-ones had had their first service of the day, and were very happy.
Voices from below told that lunch guests were about to arrive. "A bit early, but we'll manage!" Colin tried to help Kenny by cleaning his cock with his lips and tongue. "Room for all three in the shower!"
"Linda offered me a bath and some neck massage." Kenny was already dressed. "She has an old-fashioned bathtub, Kiddo, you know. Like a spa, not bad!" He hurried out and jogged down the road to Number Five. "Maybe I'll be a bit late for the lunch!" he thought. "I've already have had a nice starter!" He licked his mouth and grinned at the mature lady who welcomed him with a smile.
The lunch was a dream - a combination of Asian and Scottish dishes, and a lot to drink. The main hot dish was Chicken Balmoral - Chicken and haggis, after Bill's own recipe. No formal seating but the guests, both old and young, seemed to be very comfortable. Johnnyboy and Colin were responsible for the service, both dressed in a formal style, in tight black trousers and white shirts. Colin had chosen a see-through shirt and his muscles were clearly visible. The heavy training in the pool in the two weeks after the Norwegian trip, had worked out well. Olav had tried to style Colin's hair after the heavy bed session, but very soon the curly dark hair was flopping around.
"He looks just like he did seven years ago when he moved in here." Too much wine early in the day made Bill soft. With tear-filled eyes, he had whispered to Archie who sat beside him on the sofa.
"You love him, Willie. That's what's it's all about. Eh?" He placed a hand on Bill's knee.
Bruce suddenly lifted his glass and toasted the birthday man before he stood up and spoke. "Dear Bill. We are very happy to be here today and thank you for your hospitality. Many others would like to have been here as well, Bill, and some will greet you online. Please everyone. Sit or stand and watch the screen!" Very professionally, the technical director pushed a button and this lowered a screen at the front wall.
"Bonne anniversaire, mon ami!" Monsieur Reynard, dressed in white as always, lifted his glass of sparkling wine. "Happy birthday, Bill! I hope to see you and Colin over here soon." The photographer-producer was one big smile enjoying the sunshine at his French estate. "I have produced some small video clips to show your guests the truth, Bill. You are a very fit sixty year young man."
There was applause among the guests when a well-tanned, naked Bill crossed the terrace down to the pool and made an elegant dive into the clear water, but there was some booing when he left the pool later on with his `pride' blurred like a Facebook picture.
Another video clip of Bill, dressed only in a loincloth, riding a huge black horse was also applauded, but there was silence in the room when he used a belt on Colin and the French servant Pierre bound naked to a phallus stone.
"Theatrical play. Nothing more!" Bill commented.
"That's your story, Dad!" Colin said a smile.
The last clip showed a nude Bill from behind at some distance taking an outdoor shower. The vineyard, the landscape and the exotic forest retreat was stunning.
"That house by the pool is now fully renovated, Bill. My birthday present to you and young Colin. The house is yours. Bonne anniversaire."
"Crazy, just crazyÉ" Bill commented. Colin blushed and said nothing.
"There are greetings from many friends, Bill. I will give you a tape for your private use. Just some small clips here in public." Bruce was now the ceremonial master.
"Happy birthday, Bill. I hope you will have a wonderful day! Greetings to Colin and also to my dear Olav. It's a hot day here in Alexandria." Colin's former professor and lover, Norwegian Thor Olsen, was dressed in white too. He waved from the middle of a group of international students.
"Congratulazioni Bill! Welcome to Milan. The new season for JustColin has arrived. Colin will show you some today, I know. Saluto."
"That was Signore Beroni, the executive in charge of the Italian-American company. A surprise that you will show off your body for us, Colin!" Bill winked and put an arm around his son.
"I will try to make a direct call far away." Bruce announced when there were some technical disruptions on the screen.
"Hello `DownUnder'. Can you hear me in Australia?" Bruce managed well. "Bright, but very dark pictures. It's night there, isn't it?"
"Yeah, we have passed midnight. We have celebrated your birthday for a full day already, Bill. Hope you are well. We miss both you and Colin down here!" Bill's brother Ruauridh's face was lit by the torches.
"Be ready for the family choir!" Ruaurigh's daughter Kirsty and the rest of the family gathered around the open fireplace and performed a version of `Happy Birthday'. Bill had no words and neither had Colin. Bill had to use his hand to wipe his eyes.
"We have a present for you two up there, because we would like to see you soon again." Ruauridh's son Donald did the speaking now. "We have sent you flight tickets and hotel vouchers for a week's stay in Singapore during the next year. Most of the family will see you there."
"You have to come, Colin!" This was from young Paul who had been a special admirer during the Christmas stay.
"Let's end this part with a trans-continental performance, guys. Please get up, Bill." Bruce started. The guests in Scotland and the family in Australia gathered together in a very traditional `For he's a jolly good fellow!'
To be continued.