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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 63 Ê(Planning a show - university - new professors - campus party)
Colin was surprised to receive a video call from Reynard as most business matters went through Bill. He was even more surprised when the Frenchman asked if he might do a very special private show in Oslo. "What makes it special?" he asked.
"The request comes from one of your JustColin fans and the show will be for him alone," Reynard began. "He asked many months ago if it was possible to purchase explicit photos of you. We checked him out naturally before telling him about your shows in France and London but he wasn't willing to join a group of strangers. I should tell you that this man is very rich and very well known throughout Scandinavia but he keeps his sexuality secret. I don't know if he has regrets about not coming to one of your shows in the summer but he has now written again offering a very substantial sum if you visit him and allow him take photos of you naked and erect."
"How much is he offering?" Colin asked.
"In sterling, it works out at one thousand pounds. Plus he will pay all your travel and accommodation expenses," replied Reynard.
Colin whistled. "So much simply to pose naked! He really is a big fan."
"Would you be interested?" Reynard asked.
"Hell, yes!" was the reply from a young man who rarely swore. "I could combine a trip to Oslo with a few days in Bergen with Olav."
"Your Norwegian brother," smiled Reynard.
Colin grinned. "My Norwegian piss-brother. Just posing is rather tame though. Tell him I might be willing to put on a little show. Maybe do a striptease and fuck myself to orgasm with a dildo."
"Would you allow him to touch you?" Reynard asked.
"Of course. I allowed everyone to touch me in the other private shows," said Colin. "He can have a good grope."
Reynard nodded. "Good. I'm sure I can negotiate a higher fee."
Colin laughed. "Always the businessman. Don't ask for a lot more though and put him off."
A deal was soon reached with the Norwegian. Colin would fly to Bergen in mid-September and spend two days with Olav before meeting up with Bill at the airport in Oslo. They would travel together to the Norwegian's house where they would spend the night. Bill would fly home the next day while Colin would fly to Iceland for his secondment.
Colin bumped down on the edge of the bed beside Kenny. His buddy took up most of the space in the double bed. The room was filled with training gear, shoes and some dirty underwear.
"Back from the lover's nest?" Kenny asked. He had a hand down inside his baggy shorts.
"Aye, I had a really hot weekend with Uncle George. And I met a crazy man with a motor bike as his fetish. A cousin of the twins at the security gate." Colin said.
"And he fucked you of course, or maybe you had to polish his loving tools!" Kenny was playing with his own tool. Colin acted as if he didn't observe his mate's invitation.
"We had a visit from Charlie and Doug too!" Colin took off his outdoor clothes and tried to make himself comfortable beside his roomie.
"Charlie asked me if I'm in love with you, Kenny?" Colin tried to sound serious.
"And what did your answer?"
"Fucking, aye!" Colin let one hand follow Kenny's naked chest from his neck down to the pubic bone.
"Good. You're the only one that loves me though. My chick is on the warpath again and my father almost kicked me out of house because I wouldn't tell him the truth about my French car. He has his own stupid ideas about drugs and France, you see!" Kenny put a hand upon Colin's. "Yes, I want to fuck you very much!"
"I told him that it was your car, and that I just leased it. I couldn't tell him that I fucked and pissed for it, could I?" Kenny grinned. The other hand jerked his boner.
"Ready for a fuck, mate? I see you are in trouble!" Colin let his hand join Kenny's down into the shorts.
"But I haven't showered after the work-out!" Kenny for once blushed.
"Don't you think I've smelled that? Makes me damn horny, you know. Prefer your natural scent to the princess-like fragrance from your darling hottie!" Colin used two hands and pulled down his mate's shorts. The naked beauty was ready. Next to his daddy, Kenny had the cock he loved above all - long, straight, hard, not too thick, and with a spitting ability beyond any storytelling. A pity he was cut though, but his ball-sack compensated for that, Colin had often thought. The macho young man loved when Colin bit and sucked the skin that covered his nuts.
"How do you want me, Kiddo? We have to celebrate the start of our third year together, you know." Kenny undressed his roomie and threw the clothes on the floor.
"I want to be mounted, Kenny. I want you to tell me you own me just now. I want you to make me your chick, your slut, your whore, and just please yourself - then I know the stallion will give me all the pleasure I need. Go on, please!" Colin turned around on all fours and raised his hips while he lowered his head to the mattress. He spread his legs and wiggled his butt.
Kenny found the KY jelly and greased up his dripping cock. With three fat fingers he opened the back door to his lover's inner chamber.
"You ready, Kiddo?" Kenny kissed and bit Colin's neck.
"Aye, no more talk, just fuck the brains out of me. No mercy, no mercy tonight - remember I told Charlie I loved youÉ ahhh!" Colin moaned. Kenny docked inside him in one single thrust.
"Are you looking forward to the principal's welcome speech tomorrow, Kiddo?" Colin and Kenny had been in the shower together, pissed together and had many a beer together. They were ready for a new year at university.
"We've heard that speech before, haven't we?" Colin was lying with his head on Kenny's arm. "But you will not be listening, buddy. You will be looking around for all the new girls!"
"And you hope for some sexy professors again - someone to replace Svend eh?" Kenny yawned. Colin knew he would be in dreamland in only a few minutes.
"Our new Nordic guest professor this year comes from Sweden - the University of Uppsala!" The principal continued his introduction of the new faces.
"Please welcome Professor Ewald Sverrisson."
Kenny leaned over to Colin and whispered, "He's the one who fucked you in Stockholm, Kiddo?" The two were sitting next to each other in the Great Hall for the opening session. The speech had been a bit better this year than in previous years.
"He didn't fuck me. Sadly there was no time for that. But we exchanged blowjobs!" Colin was the one who whispered now.
"Think that man could do with some exercise!" Kenny teased. "Doesn't look very Swedish either!"
"He's half Icelandic. I think his red hair comes from that country," Colin commented. "And you are right, I will have to train him if he plans to take over Svend's position!"
"We are very happy to welcome another guest professor this year. You know we have opened the university to some Italian students and Professor Adam Lorenzo is part of that programme. He will give lectures in both Latin and in Mediterranean History. Minoan culture is his speciality. You may sign up for his lectures later today, just as for the Nordic studies." The principal was about to finish.
"Have you had sex with that Adonis too? He looks like a porn star!" Again Kenny whispered.
For once Colin blushed when Kenny pinched his butt.
"No, I haven't but, believe it or not, I have stripped for the man!" Colin had been almost struck dumb for a while. "I danced and stripped for him in a mansion at Lago del Garda. I think I sang opera for him too!"
"We didn't drink that much yesterday!" Kenny said. "Your fantasies are from another universe!"
"I have to run now, Kiddo. Our old friends from campus have invited us to a welcome home party tonight. You coming?" Kenny was happy for any invitation this welcome back week.
"And I've been asked to be a mentor for a first year student. I'm hoping for a sexy girl." Kenny cupped his bulge and grinned.
"Good luck, buddy. No mentoring job for me, but I've been asked to be Professor Sverrisson's assistant, taking care of all the new students at the Nordic Institute.
Colin looked at the huge screen. "Nordic studies - Library B," he read. "Latin studies - Old Archive." He wanted to see both guest professors before the campus party.
"Old Archive is where Professor Lumeau fucked me more than once last year," Colin thought, smiling to himself. He knew that the French professor had left for France and was replaced by a not very sexy mature lady this year.
"Maybe Mediterranean History would be better. Adam Lorenzo is damn sexy," Colin thought. He hurried to find Ewald from Uppsala, but first he had to collect his papers for the stay in Reykjavik.
When Colin hurried into Library B some minutes later, he was more than surprised. Probably 15 to 20 new students seemed to be interested in the Nordic lecture programme. To be polite he waited on the outskirts of the group that surrounded the new professor.
The man looked a bit overwhelmed and searched the room as if he needed assistance. He found Colin's face and Colin gave him a small wave. "I need to collect some more papers for you," he told the students before calling to Colin. "Hey Colin!" He put up a hand and raised his voice. "Good to see you. Could you help me to collect some more information sets? I have them in my temporary office. Please be patient, boys and girls. I'll be back soon."
Professor Sverrisson turned and left the room, followed by Colin who smiled at all the newcomers. "Typical professor!" he said as he passed the group.
Just inside the small chamber the professor stopped, turned and put both arms around Colin. To the boy's surprise a heavy kiss met him, as if two lovers were coming together after a long break.
"I couldn't wait! I have thought of this meeting all day, and I couldn't see you at the presentation!" Before Colin could answer the man kissed him tight again and this time Colin responded. When the professor cupped Colin's bulge with one hand and pulled him tight with the other, he was a bit stressed. The group of students were waiting across the hall.
"You were not due to be here for another three weeks!" Colin fought to get his breathing back.
"I couldn't wait. Being guest professor was such an exciting prospect, and meeting you again before you leave for Iceland is the bonus!" The man played with Colin's tenting jeans.
"Maybe we had betterÉsir!" Colin started. "You need the stack of papers over there, ok?"
"My efficient assistant, ja, jaÉ" Professor Ewald Sverrisson grinned. "Could you please help to me settle into my apartment this afternoon?" He looked at his watch. "Five o'clock?"
"Okay, but which apartment is it?" Colin asked.
"Svend's!" He found the stack of papers and gave most to Colin. "You know that place well, I guess." He grinned at the blushing student.
Colin hadn't read the professor's information papers, but even though he managed to help him with information for the new students.
"You are a real salesman, Colin!" Ewald, as the man wanted Colin to call him, waved away the last student.
"You are a born teacher - and the sexiest one!"
Ewald smiled and whispered close to Colin's ear. "Thanks, but you'll have to hurry. I guess you have to sign up for some subjects too!" He gave Colin a light spank on his butt.
"No need, I got my timetable settled a long time ago!" Colin grinned. At the same time, he felt very excited and not just because of the meeting with Ewald Sverrisson. His mind was also filled with thoughts of the Italian hunk, Professor Lorenzo. His dirty thoughts made his cock grow, and he had to adjust his bulge when he climbed the stairs to the Old Archive.
"There you are, Colin. I've been looking for you. You are on my list!" Professor Lorenzo was one big smile when he held out his hand to welcome the youngster.
"Sorry I'm late, sir. I had to give Professor Sverrisson a hand." Colin blushed. He guessed that was what Edwald would have loved.
"No hurry, Colin. Do you remember me?" The Italian put a hand on Colin's shoulder.
"I do sir, very well! In a sort of library too, wasn't it? But we weren't there to study, at least I wasn't!" He blushed again, uncertain about how free he could be. He had only caught a short glimpse of the man while he had stripped down to nothing in front of a group before being taken to the mansion's tower for heavy sex.
Two latecomers hurried inside and needed some papers. Colin suddenly had the opportunity to study the man closer. The dark-haired guy, with a small black beard on his chin, could not be more than 45, or perhaps fifty. He was slim and looked very fit in his grey well-fitting suit. Two gold rings on each hand, and a thin golden bracelet on his left wrist. And he was a beauty - tanned, dark eyes and now raised eyebrows.
"Do I pass your inspection, young man?" The professor smiled. Colin had been far away. The two were alone in the Old Archive.
"Sorry sir, I was miles away. I was in Signore Beroni's mansion at Lago del Garda, a long time ago. I just wonder if you were among those men who followed me to the attic chamber." Colin looked around and almost whispered.
"I wasn't, unfortunately. Only the real seniors had that pleasure," the professor answered. "Oh, I mustn't forget - I have to pass on greetings to you from Beroni. He was so excited when he heard about my stay here. And a young guy asked me twice to say hello from him. You remember young Paolo - a student who visits the mansion from time to time?"
"Aye, he's a great guy, how is he? Accused of rape - a silly old lady teacher - wasn't it? Two years in a monastery, as an alternative to jail. I stayed with him in his cell for some weeks." Colin remembered well the hot and well-hung youngster who had been falsely accused by a jealous husband.
"Paolo was completely acquitted, but he still stays in the monastery when he's not with Signore Beroni. You perhaps know that Beroni is fond of...young men?" The professor looked down.
"Aye. Thank God some sexy professors fancy their male students too, not only the girls around." Colin could have bitten his tongue off. He saw that the Italian had some drops of sweat on his forehead.
There was a sudden silence, then the two sets of eyes met, and two bright smiles occurred. "I think I do fancy you, Colin, to use your youthful expression," Adam Lorenzo said.
"And since you have seen me almost naked sir, but not was allowed to watch the last part of the strip-show, maybe we couldÉ? Colin stopped.
"Assolutamente!" The man placed a hand on Colin's shoulder again. "I'll be staying in a hotel until my apartment is ready. Could you show me around Glasgow?"
"Si, si, I would love that." Colin was happy for the immediate contact with the Italian. "I'm free tomorrow, sir!"
"Perfetto!" The man placed his second hand on Colin's other shoulder. Now he bowed and kissed him very Italian-like on both cheeks.
The man smelled of Armani - very sensual. Colin didn't pull back as the etiquette tells. Instead he stayed close and cheeks met for two long seconds. Colin's right hand touched the man's back - the lightest embrace possible between two men that wanted some closeness but just had met.
Colin looked forward to visiting Professor Sverrisson's apartment, but he also was a bit worried. Now he was walking from his student apartment to the old red sandstone building where some of the professors and visiting teachers lived.
The Swedish professor, chosen for the job after recommendations from Nordic universities, inherited the apartment used by his predecessors. The Norwegian professor, Thor Olsen from the University of Bergen, had stayed here the first year Colin was a student at the historic faculty.
"Thor was the one that helped me decide my study path," Colin had said to Bill when he left for his third university year. "And he was a great teacher, a great model for me. But Professor Thomsen gave colour to the study. He was an actor and a poet, not as straight as Thor Olsen."
"And they were both your lovers, son! Strange, eh?" Bill had commented. "Are you sure your Swedish professor will inherit that part of the job?"
Now Colin thought of his Dad's words. Ewald Sverrisson had met him with open arms and a huge erection in Stockholm, and he had been very hot this morning, but Colin was afraid that there could be `ghosts' in that apartment.
Svend Thomsen had told Colin that the apartment was to be renovated during the summer. "I wonder if the old furniture is still there," Colin thought. A new electronic bell was beside the front door, and Ewald's name was already on one of the buttons.
"Come right up, Colin. You're right on time!" The voice which came through the entrance system was enthusiastic. Colin knew the halls and the stairs well, second to the right, third floor. The old oak door was the same. He knocked with the old-fashioned hammer.
"Just enter, Colin!" Professor Sverrisson shouted from somewhere inside. The door wasn't locked and Colin went in, slipped his shoes off and looked around. Wet footprints on the recently painted floor told that a wet man had answered the front door-bell.
"I'm a bit late from my shower, after a lot of paperwork!" The man was standing in the doorway to the bedroom. His wet red hair was shining, his upper body was dripping wet, with less body hair than Colin remembered from the glimpse he'd had in Stockholm. A towel was held in front of the dick and balls and when Ewald turned around and went back inside Colin's eyes fell on the round beefy buttocks and the well-trained thighs.
"You told me in Stockholm that you didn't work out, but you have an athlete's thighs, professor." Colin did not hide that he had been looking at the naked man with interest.
"I was a skater in my youth, you see, and I did some ice hockey too, before the beers gave me this belly!" The man turned around and used a hand to shake his belly. He grinned and started to dry himself.
"There is some coffee in the thermos. Please help yourself. You will find milk in the fridge. Guess you feel quite at home, since you've been here more than me!" Colin watched the completely naked man who did nothing to hide his body from his new student. In a strange way Colin felt a bit embarrassed. Both Thor and Svend had been more reserved and made it very clear, even here in the apartment, who was the professor and who was the student. Using their first names in private hadn't changed that.
When Professor Sverrisson entered the sitting room some minutes later, Colin was still standing. The man looked at him, then he looked at the coffee table. "Are you not into coffee, Colin? Maybe tea?" The man looked a bit confused.
"No, no. I'm fine, sir. Maybe I could just have some water, please. You want me to serve you, sir?" Colin was more formal than usual but, besides hoping for some new adult sex, he also looked forward to having a professor who would help him to fulfil his Nordic studies plan.
The Swede accepted the offer and sat down at the coffee table while Colin poured him a cup of coffee.
"Any changes here since you were here last time?" the professor asked. "Smells of new paint, but I like it! And please call me Ewald when we're inside the door here. I hope you will be my friend and not just a student."
"Thank you, sir, Ewald. I will but if you want to master me or even punish me, I will obey, sir. I need a boss you see. From time to time a tough boss, and both your predecessors knew that." Colin went on. "No big changes here, new paint and a new chandelier. Thor would have loved the better light when I É posedÉ for him." Colin was uncertain about how much to tell the man about the rather odd performances that had been staged in the apartment.
"You talked earlier about some special items!" The man looked around.
"The hooks in the ceiling by the door were put there by Thor. The Norwegian used them for training. He hung a pole underneath. Guess it is still around somewhere. And the hooks are good for chains too, if youÉ" Colin stopped himself, even though something told him that this man wasn't as innocent as what you might believe at first sight.
"The huge old sofa is still here. I'm happy for that. The leather seemed to have been restored. Hopefully they haven't collected the DNA profiles from the spots. I'm afraid I would..." Again he stopped himself.
"Take a look at the oak-table, Ewald." Colin hoped to arouse the man now. He himself had been damn horny since he was welcomed by his almost nude professor. "The old-fashioned cover is not just for decoration. Double it and you have a thin mattress." The student saw that his professor had started to get back some heat after the naked strip.
Colin lifted the corners of the cover. "You see, sir, I mean Ewald, that there are holes in all four table legs." He grinned now. "The Norwegian Viking had no respect for the ancient furniture when he made those holes."
"For what purpose?" Ewald almost whispered. He was excited.
"I don't know sir, but the huge wardrobe in your bedroom has a lower drawer. Maybe my former masters have left someÉ what shall I call itÉ equipment there." Colin winked.
The professor hurried to leave the room. Colin stood up and folded the cover, then he stripped off his t-shirt, socks and city-shorts. The sexy almost see-through jockstrap was the item he had chosen for the party night at campus. Kenny had told him that the guys had been invited to an underwear party and Colin planned a striptease.
Colin climbed onto the table and had just laid down on his back with legs and arms spread like an X when the professor returned with a black basket. The table was a good fit for a body Colin-sized.
"Wow, really something! You plan a real initiation, young man. I can see you're horny as hell!" Ewald cupped the tenting pouch. "How did you know I'm a master of knots?"
"I didn't know that, but I hoped you were happy to be taught if not!" Colin moaned at the quite hard treatment of his balls.
"I'm an old scout you see, and I have sailed the Atlantic, so I guess I should be able to handle a role-play or two." Ewald turned the basket upside down.
"Who said role-play?" Colin asked.
"I said. I would never hurt a student for real." Ewald had found the four red ropes prepared for the table corners.
"What if I asked you to do me really hard, even mark me?" Colin pushed his new professor now.
"Many ways to mark you as my property, son! Just wait until you know me better." Ewald had already prepared the ropes and was about to tie up Colin's arms. "I want to eat the dish you serve me at your favourite table, Colin. Okay?"
"Aye sir, I'm yours now. I'm your locked-up horny little student." Colin moaned when Ewald used his fingernails on his nipples. The sharp pain made him tremble.
The professor lifted a broad black leather belt. "For tying you to the table, I guess. No need for this today. We'll go slowly, eh?" Ewald gave Colin his mouth in a deep and tender kiss. Not as hard as this morning, but wet and sexy. He almost ate the boy's lips and tongue, and Colin answered in the same way.
Ewald used his mouth, his tongue and both hands all the way down the young body. He passed the nipples this time and worked the belly-button and the area above the underwear. He sniffed the pouch lightly and smiled when he saw pre-cum dripping through the thin fabric. He touched the wet spot with a finger and sucked it. Colin pressed his heels down onto the table as if he was about to lift his hips. Ewald placed one hand underneath the naked butt. The jockstrap gave him easy access to the naked globes, and when he put a crooked finger into the hot entrance Colin suddenly cried like a baby. "Please undress me, sir, please."
"No hurry, young man. I'll plan to be in Scotland for a while!" The man kissed the rock-hard little cock through the partly wet material.
Ewald went to the other side of the table and used his mouth and tongue to lick his student's feet and legs. Colin was between two shavings so his light leg hair was soft as a teenage girl's, as Kenny had teased him that morning.
The professor searched in the bag again. Colin did not comment. The body treatment had almost made him cum, but he had tried to behave. He saw that Ewald had brought out a blindfold. "Why don't you want me to see your body, sir? Why don't you strip for me like you just did?"
"You are the one who is bound up so I do as I please. Okay?" Ewald used four fingers to tug and squeeze Colin's already sore and erect nipples.
The boy howled and laughed at the same time. "Yes, yes, please more, sir!" Colin ended the howling with another begging.
"You're a tough one, aren't you?" Ewald placed the blindfold on the boy and then he undressed himself completely. The red-haired man was sweating with excitement. Now he was standing close to Colin's face and he gave his own cock some heavy jerks.
"I'm blind, but not deaf and your cock smells of soap and man, sir. Why don't you give it to me?" Colin turned his head from side to side.
"You're hungry, boy? Good, good. I have plenty for your mouth, just let me have a mouthful first." He bent down and kissed Colin roughly, but the young one enjoyed it. Then the professor bit both nipples until Colin screamed again in lust and pain.
Ewald went down to Colin's hips and very careful opened both sides of the stripper underwear. In slow motion he removed the last piece of clothing from his student. He placed it over his own nose and mouth, and licked and sniffed it. After that he took the underwear and wet it with his own dripping precum.
"I have a starter for you, young man!" Ewald placed the jockstrap over Colin's mouth and nose. "You okay, son?" he asked a nodding youngster.
"Aye, I'm just waiting for your mouth around my cock, but what I hope for even more is to have your cock inside me, sir, in whatever hole you want!" Colin sighed.
"What if I wanted something into my love-entrance, young man? Any possibility?" Ewald used two fingers to push Colin's foreskin as far behind his glans as possible. Colin yelled at the sudden treatment.
"My cock isn't built for that, sir, as you can see, but your fellow professors loved my tongue inside their rears. Let's try that, okay?" Colin was very direct and hoped the professor wouldn't force him to fuck him.
"You small-cocked guys must stop talking yourselves down. You have one of the cutest cocks under the sun!" Ewald wanked Colin hard and direct. Clear liquid dripped down his fingers. Then he bent down and took Colin's cock and later also his balls into his mouth for some heavy Nordic oral treatment.
Colin had been close to ecstasy for a long time, but the talk made him slow down.
"Let's see if you can give me some cream now!" Ewald went to the sofa and found two wooden clothes pegs. He tried them on his own nipples, the first one he put on slowly, the second one was placed very quickly. He almost yelled at his own action. Now he went up to Colin, and almost shot the pegs onto the erect nipples. Colin yelled, and he yelled again. Ewald went down and sucked the naked cockhead with great skill. Just some minutes later and any `silent members' of the old room again heard Colin's well-known cry: "I'm cumming! Damn, sir I'm cumming!"
Colin tried to lift his hips and Ewald tried to suck. The result was that Colin's first shot filled Ewald's throat, the second and third filled his mouth and the rest of the eruption hit the man's face. The professor coughed, but managed. He swallowed what was inside his mouth, and he used a finger to catch the rest. With his mouth partly filled, he went up to Colin and kissed him. "Don't swallow, boy," Ewald ordered. In one movement he pulled off the blindfold, and climbed onto the table. Like a huge dog. he placed himself on all fours and fed Colin his plum-like dark `dog cock'.
Colin was ready to return some service. He still had some of his own spunk in his own mouth.
The professor did not hesitate. He used Colin's mouth for a real fuck. Jizz was dripping from Colin's mouth and tears fell from his eyes when the man tried to throat-fuck him like he did in Uppsala. Colin used his teeth to tell him that he wasn't ready. His head was not in the right position. Ewald yelled at the sudden pain. With hard lips, Colin changed technique. He made the entrance as tight as possible and he used his playing tongue on his new professor's plum-like cockhead.
"Ja, ja!" Ewald shouted. He was not in control just now.
Colin managed to give him a signal. "Please sir, give me your arse. Sit on my face!"
The student, even bound up, was setting the scene now. The Swede turned around and lowered his butt. The former hockey-player's hairy thighs almost squeezed the boy's upper body. His buttocks were smooth and so were his low-hanging balls, but the arse entrance was surrounded by a wreath of light hair. When he spread his legs, Colin could see that the man was no virgin. The man was hopefully a great top, but he knew for certain had his love-tunnel had been treated by more than fingers. Now the entrance met Colin's mouth.
The Scottish rimmer gave his new boss a treatment both with lips and tongue. The man opened up at let Colin push his rolled tongue inside.
"Ja, ja," was again his not too intelligent comment. "You allow me to fuck you, son? You ready for a real ride?"
Colin was uncertain. He was all bound up and for sure he wanted a fuck. He wanted to see if the third professor was a real man like his two previous professors who had fucked him senseless on this table more than once.
"A ride?" he thought. "I'm not ready to put my cock inside him! If Daddy or even Kenny had asked perhaps, but not a stranger!"
However Ewald wanted to give, not receive a fuck, and he again showed his rope masterpiece. He untied Colin's legs and, like a real professional, he forced his body into a ball by connecting wrists and arms by tight ropes. Colin's naked buttocks and love-entrance were on full display to his professor.
Ewald licked his lips with a wet tongue when he fetched a riding crop from the black bag. Without warning, the piece of leather hit one buttock and left a triangular red spot on the white skin. Colin yelled in surprise.
"After pain, joy, more joy!" Ewald hit the other buttock, a bit harder this time. Colin felt his own cock coming back to full glory, and felt another dribble of pre-cum wet his own body.
The buttocks were quite pink when Ewald very carefully hit Colin's entrance and then his balls. Colin moaned in pleasure, again he was close to orgasm. Ewald had showed a new side of himself.
Now Ewald climbed onto the table and spat in his student's arsecrack before he rimmed him tough and hard. Colin was ecstatic. "You like this, boy? You like to be treated hard, eh?" Ewald pinched Colin's balls with two fingers.
"Aye sir, aye, aye, but please fuck me now, sir. Let me feel your Swedish Viking weapon. Tell me how you treated the hordes from east. Fuck me, please." The partly open arse showed the professor he was ready. Two fingers greased up with lube from the basket did the rest and Colin was ready for the 20 cm (8 inch) dog-cock with the dark red plum at the end.
The professor placed his rock-hard cock just outside the rosebud as if he hesitated. With both hands he caressed the pink sweaty buttocks.
"Go on, sir. Be the conqueror! I can't help you, you've bound me too tight!" Colin whispered, sore and impatient.
One slow, but very direct and very forceful thrust, and Ewald docked in his young student and assistant for the very first time. Not a sound from Colin, just heavy breathing. His body was shaking.
"You okay, son?" Ewald caressed the sweaty globes.
"Aye, sir, make me cum now sir, and let me help you reach a happy ending too!" Colin squeezed his arse-muscles just when Ewald started his second docking. Ewald was the one who yelled now.
"Thank you for helping me settle in, Colin!" The professor followed the student downstairs after the hot session.
"Sorry for my lack of back door service, sir!" Colin whispered. "There must be a lot of macho students around who would love to fuck a man-cunt like yours!" He winked at the grinning professor.
"Next time you bring one of them, eh?" Ewald Sverrisson winked back and opened the door for his new student.
Colin looked at his watch. More than one hour since the welcome party started at the campus. He adjusted his tiny underwear, still wet from cum and spit.
"I hope Kenny brought my beers," Colin thought. His mouth was dry from cocksucking and arse-play. He was not asked for an entrance card at the gate. Doug, his Highland security guard friend, waved him inside. Not the first time he had watched Colin leave that door in the professors' guesthouse.
It had been a long time since Colin had visited the upper floor in the old campus building. The view of the corridor and the partly-open doors made him excited. He passed the room where he had met Kenny and where they very quickly became hot roomies. The door was partly open. Colin smiled. Everything was like the `good old days'. Shoes, training gear, towels and underwear all over the place. But the party had to be further down the corridor, the heavy music filled the whole floor.
"What the hell is going on here?" Colin shouted, but nobody seemed to even notice him. The room was filled with semi-naked guys; no doubt they had followed the dress code for the night.
Kenny was sitting on a sofa between two guys unknown to Colin. Now he left the seat, took a beer from the fridge and handed Colin the bottle. "I've missed you, Kiddo. I was afraid the professor had been too tough for you!"
"Stripping tonight or?" Colin let Kenny open the bottle with his teeth.
"No, not yet. It's just the usual contest between Gordon and Gregor. Gordon claims his cock has grown in the last year, but Gregor doesn't accept it. Cheers!" Kenny lifted his own bottle.
The twins were standing in the middle of the room face to face with their tight boxers around their ankles. Fully erect they tried to compare the good-looking dicks.
"Do I have to help you this year too?" Colin shouted. "I helped you last year, remember? Close race then." He remembered that the only way to see the difference between the two was that Gordon was a leftie while Gregor's cock was pointing upwards to the right.
Without waiting for answer, Colin moved forward and knelt in front of the twins. With both hands he pulled them tight and then he started to suck them very hard and very direct. Both guys moaned softly and used their hands to pull Colin even closer. The show in the middle of the room was hotter than the porn movie that filled the TV screen on the wall. The two boys on the sofa played with their cocks inside their colourful underwear.
On the bed beneath the TV, Colin's old friends from campus, Logan and Mason, watched the show. Mason, the huge guy who always had a lot of girl stories to tell, spread his legs when Logan pushed his hand inside his open fly. Logan had been bullied for his gayness, but Mason had taken him under his wings. The two now shared an apartment close to Colin and Kenny.
Again Colin the cocksucker did a good job. He made the twins whimper with excitement and the wet and hot cocks were now proudly pushed forward for judging. The discussion was loud and intense.
"No doubt guys, you are two of a kind. How to get a winner?" Colin grinned, still on his knees.
"Finish them, Kiddo!" Kenny shouted. He was dressed in the white silk boxers Colin had bought him in Paris. His huge cock was now fully erect and tented the baggy underwear.
"Find two glasses then - those wineglasses will do." Colin pointed. "Okay guys, you ready for the last contest!" Both blushed but moved close to let Colin understand that they wanted more hot treatment. They removed their underwear and spread their legs to give Colin full access.
Gordon was the first to blow his young load. Kenny held the glass tight to the erupting cock. Yellow-white creamy cum hit the sides of the glass and ran down to the bottom. Colin used a finger from the cockroot to the piss-slit and collected the last drop.
The scene was so exciting for the twin brother, he couldn't wait, but gave his cock some jerks before he cried out his warning. Kenny handed Colin the other wineglass who managed to collect the thinner spunk from Gregor, who really filled the glass.
"Cheating!" Gordon shouted. "His is more piss than cum - always!"
"No piss here!" Colin lifted the glass. "Gordon is the winner. Let me just have a taste, guys!" Colin found the now half-hard cocks and cleaned them with the mouth. He even pulled back two sets of long foreskin and licked the completely naked cockheads.
"Good!" Colin commented. "You straight guys don't know what you're missing!" He grinned. "Compare to wet cunts, this is real nectar."
"Drink then!" One of the guys on the sofa shouted. "Take it all, or are you too soft?"
Colin looked around. What he saw was five horny guys, five guys with obvious erections. "Give them the glasses, Kenny. And you lot fill them, all of you. I will empty them, but not until all your balls are dry." Still on his knees, Colin cupped his own bulge. He hadn't even stripped off his own clothes. Now he placed the glasses on a table and let the naked twins sit down on the floor.
"More music please, and dim the light a bit." Colin emptied his second bottle of beer.
The strip show could have been better, but Colin was horny and so were the guys around him. Finally he had stripped down to the red thong which showed wet spots in the front.
"More! More!" The new guys shouted when Colin undid the thong, first one side, then the other.
"I'll do it when you are all naked, and when you all are wanking!" Colin showed off his naked butt, but held the small item in front of his own boner.
The horny guys were easy to ask. Soon five guys were wanking around the table. Even Gordon and Gregor were fully erect again, wanking each other.
The hosts from the sofa erupted first, and with a howl Mason emptied his short cock's load into the glistening glass. The smell of youngsters, beer and sex filled the room when the two guys with the biggest cocks wanked side by side. Shy Logan had a 20 cm (8 inch) boner that every straight guy envied. Now he wanked with closed eyes. For once Kenny just smiled and wanked in front of his room-mate. He would for certain have been happier for treatment from his Kiddo.
"I'm cumming, damn, damn!" Mason shouted and managed to cum in one of the glasses.
"Me too! Give me a glass!" Kenny shouted. He howled like a wolf when he let his geyser hit the glass and almost filled it.
"Let me clean you now. Line up, kids!" Colin grinned and started a job he loved.
"Well, what now?" one guy asked, very impatient. Two glasses containing cum were standing on the table.
"Nobody took care of me tonight, and now you all have dicks completely useless for my needs, eh? You have some lube, Kenny?" Colin played with his own stiffy.
Seconds later Colin was handed a tube of cream. He grabbed hold of one of the green beer bottles and greased the neck. Then he started a play with his own arse, first with his fingers, then with the tip of the bottle. The room was suddenly very quiet. The only action was a fully-dressed woman trying to arouse three unattractive guys on the porn screen.
Colin placed the bottle behind the glasses, then he climbed onto the table and knelt. With both hands, he pulled his buttocks apart and then lowered his body. He was very soon penetrated by the bottle. Colin managed to take most of the bottle inside his arse before he rose on both knees.
"Fuck me, Kenny. Let me cum, and use the bottle only!" Colin waited. Kenny, still naked, started to fuck Colin with the bottle - very carefully.
"Harder! All the way, all the way!" Colin shouted. He lifted one of the glasses and drank every drop. He even tried to lick the inside.
"Aye, aye, I'm close, close!" Colin moved backwards before he lifted the second glass filled with spunk, the glass which Gregor had accused his brother of pissing in. Colin emptied the glass and licked his lips with a playing tongue.
"Yes, yes, more, more! I'm cumming, Kenny, but, butÉ" He still had some way to the top when Kenny removed the bottle. In seconds he had his own 26 cm (10 inch) wood inside his Kiddo. Colin needed only two deep poundings before he, hands-free, sprayed his huge load of boy-milk all over the table in front of him. The roar from Kenny told the party that he again emptied himself, this time deep inside his room-mate.
"Please help yourself. There's plenty of protein here for everybody!" Colin smiled and let Kenny's man-milk drip down and mix with his own spunk that covered the table. "I need another beer, please!"
Colin was dressed up for a day in town when he entered the big city-hotel. The tight city shorts were very continental in style and so was his short-sleeved shirt.
"Mr Lorenzo is expecting me. Will you please call him and tell him I'm here?"
Colin was very excited. Professor Lorenzo had asked him for a guided tour of Glasgow and Kenny had teased him when he getting ready to leave the apartment. "Two professors in two days, Kiddo. You really want to be one of the top students this year, don't you?"
To be continued