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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
Chapter 71 (Radio show host - Harry in the playroom Ð basement fun)
Colin was surprised to be invited onto a radio talk show in connection with the anti-obesity campaign but he agreed to visit the studio in the city centre. The item would be broadcast just after 8.30am so he could fit it in before going to university.
Colin had to wait only a short time before being introduced to the host, Barry Robinson, during the news bulletin. He smiled as he shook the hands of the bearded fifty-something, recalling that the man was openly gay.
"Great to see you, Colin," said Barry. "I will just be asking you a few questions but feel free to put your message across as you feel appropriate in the limited time we have available."
Moments later, Colin was live on air. "Our next guest is a young model you will probably have seen on posters and short tv adverts in connection with the government's anti-obesity and get fit campaign. Good morning, Colin. I'm glad you could join us today."
"I'm happy to be here, Barry," said Colin.
"Tell us what the campaign aims to achieve," Barry continued.
The chat lasted only for ten minutes but Colin felt that he had got his message across. After Barry passed the audience to another presenter for an update on traffic conditions, he turned back to Colin and said, "I can give you a lift to the university when I finish here at nine if you like. I live not far away from it."
"That would be good. Thanks, Barry," responded Colin.
It was about ten past nine when Colin left the studio with Barry but he wasn't in a hurry. He planned to spend the morning in the university's library.
As Colin fastened his seat belt in the car, he told Barry, "That was my first time in a radio studio. It was also the first time I have talked about the campaign fully dressed."
"What?" Barry had a surprised look on his face.
"I have been topless for all the tv interviews," explained Colin. "The agency running the campaign thinks that viewers will pay more attention if they see my fit body."
"Oh." Barry smiled and started the car. "Well, I would have been more than happy if you had been topless in the studio with me. I always get turned when I see your semi-naked body in JustColin advertising posters. Oops, sorry. I don't want to embarrass you."
"I'm flattered, not embarrassed," said Colin. "I'm gay too but I didn't think you would be interested in me. I read somewhere that your partner is a year older than you."
"Yes, my partner is slightly older but that doesn't mean that I can't lust after you," said Barry.
"Okay. It might interest you to know that I prefer mature men," Colin smiled.
"Would youÉno, stupid idea."
"I'm always horny and stupid ideas can be fun," said Colin. "You can ask me anything."
Barry hesitated for a moment and then said, "I was just wondering if you'd come to my house and let me see you wearing only briefs."
Colin smiled. "I'm not in a hurry this morning so the answer is yes. I'm wearing a JustColin item."
"Oh my," was Barry's response.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the house Barry shared with his partner. "Don't worry. He is out at work," Barry said as he led Colin inside. "Would you like a coffee?"
"No, thanks. I'm fine," Colin replied as he dropped his backpack. "Where shall I undress?"
"How about the kitchen?" suggested Barry. "It's a bright room and none of the neighbours can see inside."
Colin followed Barry into the large kitchen-diner. "Nice room," he said, taking off his jacket.
"Nice body," smiled Barry.
It didn't take long for Colin to strip down to the low-cut briefs he was wearing. He surprised himself by remaining flaccid. "What do you think?" he asked as he slowly turned around, revealing the circular hole in the rear of his briefs.
"I think you really are gorgeous," Barry replied. "I like those briefs too. Must buy a pair for myself."
Colin's cock stiffened as Barry looked him up and down and then licked his lips. "Would you like these briefs as a souvenir?" he asked.
"Would I? Yes, please." Barry grinned.
Colin hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the skimpy briefs and eased them down his smooth legs. Picking the briefs up, he tossed them to Barry.
"Thanks!" Barry lifted the briefs to his nose and sniffed.
Colin smiled. "Would you like to fuck me?"
Barry shook his head. "It's a kind offer but I'm a bottom. Maybe I could suck you off?"
Colin managed to hide his disappointment. "Okay but let me suck you off first." He knelt in front of Barry and opened his trousers. He was pleased to see a tenting in the man's briefs but again was disappointed to find that the cock was only a little bigger than his own at 12.5 cm (5 inches) long when it was revealed. "Perhaps it's good that he's not into fucking," he thought. Then he smiled up at Barry and took the cock into his mouth.
Barry gasped, moaned and whimpered as the experienced cocksucker worked to bring him to an orgasm. "Aaaaagh. I'm cumming!" he cried.
Colin swallowed every drop of cum and licked the cock clean.
"That was amazing," Barry said as he pulled Colin to his feet. He then dropped to his knees and took Colin's cock into his mouth.
Barry proved to be a good cocksucker and it wasn't long before Colin spunked off. Barry smacked his lips when he stood up and said, "You taste as great as you look."
Colin smiled. "Thanks. Great blowjob." He reached for his jeans and pulled them on. "I must get off to uni now."
"I'll give you that lift I promised," said Barry.
When they parted at the gates of the university, Barry wished Colin success in his career. Colin thanked Barry, waved him off and headed for the library. "I shouldn't assume that all older men who fancy me are tops. Bill will laugh when I tell him about this," he said to himself.
Like the other students renting Colin's house, Harry knew that the white building behind Bill's house was off-limits. Various ideas about might be inside had been tossed around but nobody cared very much.
Harry was jogging around the large shared garden early one Friday evening when he noticed that the key was in the lock of the white building and he was suddenly struck by curiosity. He ran another circuit of the garden while contemplating whether to look inside. He knew that Colin was at university in Glasgow and he had seen Bill drive off a short time earlier. The other three guys he shared with were at the local pub. "I could take a quick peek inside and nobody would know," he thought. So, approaching the building, he slowed down and walked towards it. He looked around to check that he was definitely alone, unlocked the door and went inside, turning on the light switch by the entrance. His mouth fell open as he looked around.
A padded bondage bench, a leather sling, a wooden Saint Andrew's cross, chains, whips, huge dildos and other items filled the room. Harry was both nervous and excited about being in such place. Harry had masturbated many times while reading stories which mentioned things like these but he had never seen them before. He slowly wandered around the room looking at and touching various items, wondering what it would be like to be tied up and helpless. "Tied up by someone like Bill," he thought and his cock stiffened.
He paused in front of a shelf which held sets of nipple clamps, ball-weights, a set of butt-plugs and a couple of paddles. On the shelf underneath, there was a box-file. He pulled it forward and saw it marked `Reynard's photos'. "Reynard is the man that got Colin into modelling. I remember him telling us about meeting him in Paris," Harry said to himself. "I wonder if these are photos of Colin when he was younger." He lifted the box-file over to the padded bench and opened it.
The envelope on top was marked `Fun in French barn' and Harry let the photos inside slip out. He gasped when he saw Colin, naked and erect, restrained in an X-shape by bondage cuffs around his wrists and ankles. He then noticed the weighted tit-clamps pulling at Colin's nipples. Harry squeezed his stiff cock and looked at the next photo. It showed Colin outside, bent over a tree trunk with Bill hitting his arse with a belt. Harry admired Bill's strong body and wondered what lay under the black leather shorts he was wearing.
After looking at more photos of Colin in bondage, Harry wondered what was in the other envelopes. There was one marked `simple nudes' which showed Colin fully erect and smiling while displaying his arsehole. "Who would have guessed that JustColin was such an exhibitionist?" Harry said to himself.
The next envelope was noted `Studio bondage' which showed Colin in Reynard's Paris studio. These depicted him in a variety of uncomfortable bondage positions, often wearing tit-clamps and sometimes with a butt-plug in place. Harry dropped his shorts and briefs so that he could wank while looking at the photos and imagine himself in Colin's position.
Unknown to Harry, Bill had returned home after picking Colin up at the railway station. "It's good to be home for the weekend," Colin told Bill as he stepped out of the car. "I assume you have something tasty ready for supper."
"One of your favourites - lasagne," replied Bill. "It will be ready in five minutes."
"You spoil me, Dad." Colin hugged and kissed Bill.
The pair made their way inside and went straight to the kitchen. Colin looked out of the kitchen window while Bill attended to the food. "I think you left the lights on in the playroom, Dad," Colin said.
"No, I remember switching them off," responded Bill. "Oh, wait a minute. I forgot to go back for the key after taking the cleaning stuff indoors this afternoon. Someone must have got inside."
"They might still be there," said Colin. "We'd better investigate together."
Bill picked up the iron poker from beside the old fireplace to use as a defensive weapon and together he and Colin crept up to the playroom. "There might be more than one person. Don't do anything risky," Bill whispered to Colin before he quietly opened the playroom door.
Colin and Bill looked inside and saw Harry with his running shorts and underwear around his ankles, obviously wanking while looking at something.
Harry was totally oblivious to their presence which was just as well because he was just about to spunk off. "Fuck! Oh fuck!" he cried as he started shooting off.
Bill and Colin smiled at each other before walking into the playroom as quietly as they could. "Are you looking at something interesting, Harry?" Colin asked.
Harry looked up and blushed furiously, his hand holding onto his stiff, dripping cock.
"You've made a mess on the floor," said Bill. "Plus you know you shouldn't be in here."
"I'm sorry, really sorry," Harry said as he pulled his clothes up to cover himself. "I didn't mean to, I know, sorry." He didn't know how to excuse himself.
Colin was now close enough to see what Harry had been looking at while wanking. "You were wanking while looking at me naked and in bondage."
Harry blushed again and was unable to look at Colin. "Yes, sorry."
"You were obviously turned on seeing me like that. You want to tie me up and do things to my naked body. Is that it?" Colin asked.
"Oh, no! I don't. Sorry," replied Harry.
"Maybe you want to be tied up and have stuff done to you," Colin suggested.
Harry hung his head but said nothing.
Colin smiled. "I'm right, am I not? You are turned on by the idea of being tied up and sexually abused just like me."
Harry blushed again and then nodded his head. "Maybe," he said, almost inaudibly.
"We need to talk," said Bill. "Clean up the mess you made, put the photos back where you found them, lock up and join Colin and I in our house."
Harry nodded. "Yes, sir."
Bill and Colin were both smiling as they left Harry and went back indoors. "Mr Drummond was correct about him being gay," Bill said. "I never suspected he might be into bdsm though."
Supper was delayed until they decided what to do about Harry. "Let's see what he has to say for himself," said Bill.
A few minutes later there was a knock on the open kitchen door and Harry entered. "Here is the key, sir. Again I am very sorry for invading your privacy."
Bill tried to appear stern but he liked the boy and felt a bit sorry for him. "You should be sorry," he said.
Harry looked from Bill to Colin and back. "Please don't ask me to move out. I really like living here and I promise not to tell the others what I saw in that place. Punish me some other way."
"What sort of punishment do you think is appropriate?" Colin asked.
Harry gulped. "You should spank or whip me."
"Let's all sit down at the table," said Bill. "You're gay, right?" he asked Harry when they were seated.
"Yes, but the other three in the house don't know," replied Harry.
"We won't tell them without your permission," said Bill. "You have some experience of gay sex, bondageÉ?"
"Not bondage but I started sucking cocks at school when I was eleven. Then I started bottoming for other boys when I was thirteen," Harry explained. "In my last year at school, I had an affair with one of the teachers but there has been nobody since."
"You were turned on by seeing me tied and abused, weren't you?" Colin addressed Harry.
"Very turned on! I wanted those things to happen to me," replied Harry.
"Maybe we can all have some fun together," said Bill. "Colin and I were just about to have dinner. Have you eaten?"
"No, I had a late lunch at the college," Harry replied. "I was planning on making myself some sandwiches."
"You'll eat with us. There's plenty to go around," Bill stood up and went over to the oven. "Colin, set an extra place, please."
"You'll love Dad's lasagne." Colin smiled at Harry before leaving him to help Bill.
During the meal Colin explained that Bill wasn't his real father and that they were lovers. Harry said that, while he had enjoyed sex with other boys at school, he had enjoyed the sex with the teacher a lot more. Now he wanted an older lover but he didn't know how to find one.
"It's definitely not easy to find a man who will care for you as well as offer great sex," said Colin. "I was incredibly lucky to find Bill. However there will be someone out there for you. Perhaps when you have completed your training at the college."
Harry shook his head. "This course was my father's idea. I don't want a job living and working in the countryside. I really would like to live in a big city where I will have a better chance of meeting gay men."
"Mr Drummond at the college told me that you had hoped to become a model," Bill said to Harry.
"That's correct but my father vetoed that idea," said Harry.
"You have the looks to be a model and of course your height is much better than mine for regular modelling work," Colin said. "Perhaps I can ask Reynard if he might be able to help you."
"Would you? That would be fantastic?" Harry smiled.
"We're going to visit him in France very soon," said Bill. "I could take some photos of you and show them to him."
"Thank you. I can't believe how nice you are both being to me after I prowled around inside your, um, outbuilding and then snooped at your private photographs," Harry responded.
"Well, I think you deserve some help," said Bill. "We will take some photos of you tomorrow and then maybe I will give you the spanking you suggested as punishment."
Harry grinned. "I might enjoy that. Perhaps you could tie me up naked for the spanking."
"Perhaps I will," said Bill, failing to keep a straight face. "Now off you go. Colin and I have some catching up to do."
Harry stood up and said, "Goodnight. Thank you for a lovely meal and for being so kind."
"Goodnight, Harry. Remember that what you saw inside our playroom must remain a secret from your housemates," said Colin.
"Of course. Just like the fact that I'm gay," said Harry.
Bill hugged Harry when he wished him goodnight. Colin could see from the expression on Harry's face that he liked being hugged. When Harry had gone, Colin told Bill about how the boy had almost melted in delight at being held in Bill's big strong arms and ended with, "He has been starved of physical affection."
"Yeah. I got that impression. We will try to help him," said Bill. "Now though I want a proper kiss from you."
Colin smiled. "To be followed by the usual?"
Bill nodded. "You're going to get fucked good tonight."
Colin grinned. "Can't wait!"
"There's something I want to discuss with you first," Bill told Colin. "I had planned to tell you earlier but Harry's visit distracted me."
"Something serious?" Colin asked.
"No, not at all," said Bill. "I had a call from my brother this morning and he suggested a family get-together over Christmas and New Year."
"That would be nice but Australia is a long way to go for a fairly short holiday," said Colin.
"I agree but the suggestion was for us to meet in Singapore," responded Bill. "That's still far away but much more manageable. We both enjoyed our last visit there and I'd be happy to go back, especially with Ruaridh and the others for company. What do you think?"
Colin thought for a moment and then smiled. "Yes, instead of spending money on silly little Christmas presents let's splash out on a trip to Singapore. It will be good to swap winter for tropical sunshine even if it's just for ten days or so."
Bill smiled. "I will organise the flights and accommodation tomorrow."
"Who will be coming with Ruaridh?" Colin asked.
"I don't know exactly but Ruaridh said that Donald, Ann, Ian and Paul were keen to meet you again."
Colin smiled, remembering the fun and sex he'd had in Australia. "I'm looking forward to seeing them again too."
It was just after nine the next morning when Bill received a text message from Harry. "Do you still want to take some photos of me? What time shall I come round?"
"He's keen," Bill said as he showed Colin the message.
"I would be too in his position," said Colin. "Getting to pose for a hunky older man before stripping off for a spanking and who knows what afterwards."
"Hey! I'm not planning on sex with him," Bill said defensively.
"You might not be planning it but you shouldn't turn it down if it's offered," said Colin.
Bill just frowned and typed a reply. "I have told Harry to come round at two. My next job is to book our flights to Singapore."
Harry knocked on Bill's front door precisely at two o'clock. "I didn't know what to wear for the photos. Is this okay?" he asked as Colin ushered him inside.
Harry was wearing neatly-pressed maroon shorts with a short-sleeved white shirt open at the neck. "That's perfect," said Colin. "Reynard will love that look." He led Harry out to the back garden where Bill had set his camera up on a tripod.
Bill welcomed Harry and asked about his housemates. "They went into town an hour or so ago and they're not back yet," replied Harry.
Bill soon began taking photos. "I'm wearing speedos under my shorts. Should we take some photos of me only wearing them?" Harry asked after a few minutes.
"Good idea," said Bill.
Harry quickly removed his other clothes, showing no signs of embarrassment. "I guess he was used to stripping off in front of others at his boarding schools," Colin thought. "You have a very nice body," he told Harry.
Harry, who had nicely developed pecs and a six-pack, smiled and thanked Colin before looking at Bill for his reaction. "I totally agree," said Bill. "I'm no expert but I think you could easily become a popular model."
Harry happily struck a number of different poses but he was struggling to avoid becoming stiff. When Colin said, "Would you consider posing nude for us, and for Reynard?", Harry knew he couldn't avoid getting an erection for much longer.
"I'd be happy to pose nude but at the moment I fear I'm going to get a stiffy," Harry replied.
Colin smiled. "That's nothing to worry about. In fact, it will very much appeal to Reynard."
"Okay," said Harry. He pushed his speedos down and off.
Bill took a number of pictures as the cock lengthened and stiffened to almost 18 cm (fully 7 inches) in length. The two onlookers noted the trimmed pubic hair and the hairless balls, while Bill in particular admired Harry's round buttocks.
"Thanks, Harry," said Bill. "I will take a batch of the best photos with me when we go to meet Reynard. I feel pretty confident that he will be interested in you."
"That's great, thanks," smiled Harry. "Now I suppose it's time for my spanking."
"Given how hard your cock is, I think you're looking forward to being spanked," Colin said with a smile.
Harry bit his lower lip and then smiled. "It's something I have fantasised about for some time."
Colin laughed. "I enjoy a playful spanking. You might have worked that out for yourself after seeing those photos yesterday."
"Yeah, well." Harry wasn't sure what to say about having looked at many photos of Colin naked and in bdsm scenes without permission.
"Are you serious about me spanking you?" Bill asked Harry.
"Yes, Bill. I deserve to be punished and, to be honest, I think I will enjoy it even if it hurts," Harry replied.
"Okay, let's go inside the playroom in case your housemates decide to spend time in the garden when they return." Bill unlocked the playroom and they all went inside.
Colin locked the door and watched as Bill pulled Harry across his knees. Bill caressed Harry's twin globes and thought they looked good, but not as good as Colin's. Bill then raised his hand and brought it down sharply, causing Harry to gasp. Bill gave Harry a second hard spank and asked the teenager if he should continue.
"Yes, sir," was Harry's reply.
Bill delivered six firm spanks in total and then told Harry to get to his feet. He smiled to himself as he watched the boy rub his sore bum but noted that Harry was now leaking pre-cum.
Colin licked his lips as he looked at the large, wet boy-cock. "You obviously enjoyed that," he said to Harry. "Maybe you'd like me to suck you off now?"
Harry shook his head. "No, thanks. I, um, prefer older men." He looked at Bill and blushed as he turned back to Colin and added, "And I'm a bottom like you."
Smiling, Colin asked, "Men as old as Bill?"
Harry bit his lower lip and nodded. He avoided looking at Bill.
Colin, who was now standing next to Bill, elbowed him in the side and said, "I think you have a new toy-boy."
"No. I don't think it's good idea for me and Harry to become sexually involved," responded Bill.
The look of disappointment on Harry's face was clear. "Don't you find me attractive?"
"You are a very handsome young man, Harry," replied Bill. "But you're one of Colin's tenants. What would the other boys say if you were to spend a lot of time with me?"
"I don't care what they might say," said Harry. "Anyway I'm pretty sure that I'm not the only gay boy in the house." He waved his hand at some of the equipment in the playroom. "I have only read about stuff like this. I'd love to have you teach me."
"Have you had sex with many men?" Colin was curious.
"Only two," replied Harry. "My teacher and then the foreman on my parents' cattle ranch. As you can imagine, my parents were very unhappy when they found out."
"Were they unhappy because you were having sex with an older man or because you're gay?" Colin asked.
"Both. They tell me it's a phase and I will grow out of it," replied Harry. "That's nonsense, of course."
"Some people have very old-fashioned attitudes," said Bill. "Here, you don't have to hide your true self."
"Thanks," smiled Harry. "So, will you teach me about bondage?"
Bill looked at Colin who nodded his approval. He then said, "Harry, if I tie you up in here it's going to lead to sex. Are you sure that's what you want?"
Harry grinned. "Definitely. I'm sure sex with you would be amazing."
"Okay," said Bill. "Nothing is going to happen today. Colin is my priority this weekend. Get dressed and go back home. We will arrange something soon."
Colin and Bill watched as Harry pulled on his briefs and adjusted his stiff cock. They both knew that the teenager would be having a wank as soon as he returned to his room.
Harry finished dressing and said goodbye, leaving Colin and Bill alone in the playroom. "You have made that boy very happy, Dad," said Colin. "And I'm happy knowing that you will have sex with him occasionally while I'm in Glasgow. A stallion like you needs regular sex."
Bill laughed. "I get more than most men my age just with you."
Colin smiled. "Are you trying to pretend that you didn't enjoy those few days with Olav recently?"
"No. That was fun," said Bill.
"You will have fun with Harry too," responded Colin. "And I want to hear all about it."
"I will take things slowly with Harry," said Bill. "He might struggle to cope with my size." Bill squeezed his crotch.
"He saw photos of us having sex so he knows you have a big cock," said Colin. "He wants it."
"Maybe so but I will still be going slowly," Bill said.
"And savouring every moment," smiled Colin. "Perhaps you can email the photos of Harry to Reynard instead of waiting until we visit him. If Harry is to become a model, the sooner he gets started the better."
Colin then began to undress. "You said that I am your priority this weekend. I'm horny and I need you to give me a good shagging."
"Your wish is my command," Bill said with a smile. "How about in the sling?"
Professor Ewald Sverrisson entered the auditorium in a hurry, five minutes late, like always. He adjusted his glasses, but shortly afterwards he took them off and placed them on the desk. The truth was, and Colin knew this after their many meetings, that the man needed glasses only when using a computer.
Colin smiled, knowing well what would come next. The professor looked around the auditorium, as if he was searching for somebody. He never really did because he was too distracted to think about who was there. Then he would correct his jacket and his shirt, and play with his blonde hair as if he wondered what he was doing in the auditorium at all.
But then, a few seconds later, he started his lesson in his Swedish-accented English, and the lesson would as always be brilliant. Colin loved this moment when the chubby man became an actor, the best teacher ever. Even if Colin had loved his former Scandinavian professors - loved in more ways than one - Professor Ewald was genius in his profession.
Colin hadn't met his professor properly since his return from Iceland. The professor had been working with his students in York for a couple of weeks. As a student, Colin was pleased with the situation but as a youngster who was uncertain about his professor's sexual wishes, he was a bit stressed. Ewald, as he had asked Colin to call him in private, was into very rough sex, but was not a stayer. For Colin it was often a one-way event. He gave the man quick pleasure, but was often neglected. Colin was also fairly certain that the Swede had some sexual fantasy or some fetish he hadn't shared with him yet.
The lesson was coming to the end and as always Professor Sverrisson left the podium and walked close to his students playing with a set of keys in one pocket, while he very precisely and very firmly concluded his lesson. Colin, close to the man's right, felt the man's light touch on his shoulder when he passed him.
"Come to my study after the lesson, Colin. Important!" the professor whispered. From a folder, Ewald passed notes around to the students. This would normally have been Colin's job as his assistant. Now he felt both confused and neglected, but also excited. Ewald had wanted sex after a lesson a couple of times. Just the thought of a thick cock up his boy-cunt made Colin rock-hard and excited.
Colin knocked on the door to the old study just a short time later. The professor sat at the only table in the room with a folder in front of him.
"Undress, boy!" Ewald commanded.
Colin hurried to remove his sweater and his t-shirt, then he slipped off his shoes and his tight jeans. Normally he would have worn low-cut briefs, but Kenny had fucked him with a jock on that morning and he hadn't changed afterwards. The front of the jock showed both dry remnants of the earlier fun and some new wet spots from his recent excitement.
"Turn around, slowly!" The professor was obviously excited. He stood up and took his jacket off. "Go on, please!" He sounded a bit softer. "And please give me that sexy piece of clothing."
Colin stripped off his jock, adjusted his balls and cock, pulled the foreskin a bit back, spread his legs and folded his hands behind his neck.
"Here I am, sir. All of me. What can I do for you?" Colin whispered. He knew that the students were gathering behind him in the auditorium for the next part of the double session. In front of him was a strangely behaving professor and he himself was completely naked with a full erection.
Professor Ewald sat down and opened the folder. "The faculty has evaluated your reports from Iceland and your written papers from the last semester." The professor looked at Colin who lowered his hands and almost covered his crotch. "Was something wrong, and why do I have to be naked?"
"I have never seen such excellent comments from the board. Congratulations, Colin!" He handed the confused student a paper. Sounds from the auditorium told that the students were settling into their seats.
"But..." Colin started. "Why? I meanÉ"
"Why I wanted to see you naked? A long story. I have really longed for you, young man. Two days ago, a colleague showed me a video which contained two strip shows and a rather dirty scene in a bar. He said that I probably knew the model. And now I'm certain. It was you, Colin. You were the stripper, and I've been horny ever since." The man curled his hair with a finger as if he didn't know what to do.
"You want me to suck you, sir? Maybe not time for that, but you seem toÉ" He stopped when the familiar old-fashioned bell sounded. "I can tell you about the video, and I guess I know who showed it to you. WhatÉ?"
From his pocket, Professor Ewald pulled out a key and gave it to Colin. "I want you to do for me what you did for the man in that dirty pub toilet."
"Okay, butÉ" Again Colin hesitated. He remembered the security tape from the Italian pissoir behind the gay-club where he showed off his dirty collection of underwear to a select group of men.
"You know the old magazine store in the library basement?" Ewald started.
Colin nodded. He had even had sex down there with Professor Lorenzo.
"At the far end there is a door with a `No entrance' sign and a green cross. The key is for that door. Use the key at five o'clock this afternoon and find the old toilet. Lower your jeans ready for some yellow action and wait for orders. If other visitors arrive, just pretend you are pissing, okay?" The professor was suddenly very excited and put his jacket back on again. "And have a couple of beers this afternoon to do the job properly!" He grinned.
"Now get dressed, Colin dear, but let me just taste that juice first." The man used a finger to collect the silky thread of pre-cum that dripped from Colin's cockhead and licked it eagerly. Then he disappeared for the auditorium. To Colin's surprise and horror he saw that Professor Ewald had put the dirty jock in his pocket, and it was partly visible. It was one thing for Colin to dress without underwear, quite another to be afraid that the professor might forget what was in his pocket during an intense lecture.
The smell in the basement archive was of dust and decay. The room was dimly lit by some old factory lamps. Colin found what he was looking for at the end of the room behind a couple of storage shelves. The green cross mark was almost invisible and the door was locked when he tried to open it. He used the key he had received from his professor, quite a modern key for the old metal door. It worked and the door now opened easily.
He went into a corridor with doors on both sides. The room was lit only by a single lamp. He stopped and looked around. At the end was probably what he was looking for Ð a door marked WC. The letters were hardly legible. The boy was both excited and nervous, but he was sure that Professor Ewald wouldn't do him any harm.
"Strange!" he thought when he saw that there were strips of light underneath two of the side doors. The door to the toilet was not locked, but the room was dark. He struggled to find the light switch, but managed. The room smelled of piss and chlorine, a familiar smell from a public toilet. On one side were two stalls with the doors removed and bowls without covers. In front was a urinal that once had been white, but was now brown and cracked.
Colin coughed and cleared his throat. He spat into the sink. The place was disgusting, but instead of being unwell, he was excited and dripping horny. He went up to the urinal and lowered his jeans down to his knees. By coincidence, his t-shirt was one of the smallest he possessed so his two globes were naked and an open invitation. Now he spread his legs a bit, pushed his hips forward ready to piss, and took care of his boner with two fingers making the stiff little cock as visible as possible.
He waited, ready for a heavy piss after the beers he had been ordered to drink. He guessed he would need more than one piss. Like a well-behaved young man, he just looked straight ahead to the wall, before glancing down at his own dick that dripped some clear juice into the trough.
A person, or maybe more than one, entered the room. Colin did not move when a lightly-masked person placed himself close beside him, opened his fly and pulled out a stiff man-cock. Colin checked the person and he checked the cock. He grinned. Both the profile and the cock were familiar. The cock, fully stiff, had to be 20 cm (8 inches) at least. It was veiny, with sexy red curly hair on the shaft. "That's familiar!" Colin thought. "No need for a mask."
"Lack of toilets in the guards' area, sir?" Colin whispered. He had to start pissing soon.
"Lack of nice piss company!" The man moved a bit closer, let his left hand play with his own dick, while he found Colin's cock with the other.
"Does Doug know about your basement visit? I saw you both in the guardroom earlier today." Colin pulled the man's foreskin back until the man almost knelt to reduce the pain. The cock, which Colin was now fondling, had been a toy for him many times over recent years, both in his mouth and arse, but never here in the university basement. Boyd and his brother Doug had, as security guards, seen Colin going in and out of university and campus for years.
"Do you really think I would let this set-up pass without joining in?" Another man placed himself next to Colin, on the opposite side. Without seeking permission, he let his hand caress Colin's round globe, and then slid a fingertip into Colin's boy-cunt. Doug hadn't even bothered to put on a mask. Colin hurried to give the second man's almost identical cock a hard grip with a wanking hand.
"I have to go! Here it comes!" Colin let loose a yellow flow, light at first and then heavier. He played with the two cocks while one of them wanked him, and the other just played with the piss-stream. The two swapped roles, and Colin had enough to give the two a playful show.
"Help me, yeah, yeah!" Boyd let Colin hold his cock while he started his flow. He soon ended the business but Colin went on playing with the dripping cock.
"You thirsty, kid?" Doug had pulled his jeans all the way down and turned towards the boy. Colin knelt. He had sucked this man many times. With one hand he took care of the cock and placed it inside his mouth. The other hand cupped Doug's low-hanging balls.
Colin was a bit uncertain. The university basement wasn't a nice place for piss-fun, with no shower and no change of clothing. But Doug managed the business well and Colin was able to swallow every drop of piss from the forty-year-old guard without getting a spot on his t-shirt. With tear-filled eyes, he swallowed and swallowed before he ended the job by sucking the growing cock that soon went from pissing mode to full mast.
Colin hadn't noticed that a third man had entered the room. From behind, the man now just caressed the boy's curly hair, played with his neck and shoulders and almost lifted him back onto his feet.
"Nice piss, Colin. You think you have more for me?" Professor Ewald kissed the mouth still wet from Doug's liquid.
"In a short while, sir. I'm sure. You want me to suck you, sir?" Colin had still his jeans around his knees. "Or maybe you want to piss in my mouth too?"
"First of all, Colin. Undress - every single piece. I want you damn naked!" Ewald's voice was hoarse. "And thanks for telling me about this place, guys." He looked at the two brothers who had now both zipped up.
Colin stripped off his t-shirt and jeans. "I'm not wearing anything under my jeans because you took my jockstrap earlier, sir," he said to Ewald.
"I still have it. Hotties like you should never wear clothes. It's against natural order." Ewald smiled as he looked Colin up and down.
"I saw your brother push a finger inside that beauty." Ewald looked at Boyd. "Please take over and open him for me. And Colin, you were about to milk that man with your lips, weren't you? Go on then, you know how!"
Colin suddenly understood that this was to be more than just piss-play. He took hold of Doug's jeans and stripped him quickly. The man's cock was back in Colin's mouth seconds later. At the other end of the scene, Boyd knelt and used lips and tongue to open the boy's love entrance for the professor, who just now used a spray to grease his plum-like cockhead and dark-coloured cockshaft.
Boyd was an excellent rimmer and he knew that young boys soon went to heaven with a tongue inside their soft young entrances. Colin tried to moan, but every time Doug took the opportunity to fill his mouth even more.
"Well done! Well done, boys!" Ewald went forward. "Hold him now, both of you. Let me fuck this toilet-slut until he spits both milk and honey. Eh? Right Colin, right?" He gave the wet, sweaty boy a quick spank with an open hand.
"Aye, aye sir. Let me cum, let me cum, and let me piss again. I'm, I'mÉ" Colin couldn't talk. The twins held him doggy-style for the master, but they concurred about wanting to use his mouth.
Ewald spread Colin's legs using his feet and opened the buttocks with strong hands. Then he took the spray from his pocket and oiled up the already wet entrance.
Colin knew the penetration would be painful, but the pain would be very brief. The professor's plum-like cockhead would stretch him to the limit, but the shaft was easier.
Ewald took hold of the boy's hips and tried to gain entrance. However the position wasn't great. Now he almost lifted the boy's hips and pressed the cockhead against the glistening entrance. With a howl from a partly-filled mouth, Colin took his master's cock.
The man stopped. "Okay, Colin?" Ewald was worried. With a hand, he searched for the boy's cock and found that it was still rock-hard.
"You always need these long breaks in Sweden?" Colin tried to speak. "You promised to take me to heaven, okay? Do it then, and do it hard, hard!" He tried to use his arse muscles to squeeze Ewald's cock, but the man withdrew. Then he penetrated him again. A new pain filled Colin, but this time he was prepared. The man howled when Colin gave him resistance.
The professor and his student fought a tough match, supported by two horny redheads. Doug was the first to shoot. His load was caught by Colin's mouth and his brother's hand. Boyd was next. With a hard wank, he stopped giving his support to the professor and sent his load over Colin's face and upper body.
"Steady, steady! Hold him, hold him, I'm cumming. Damn! Damn!" Professor Ewald pushed his cock as deep inside Colin as possible. Then he filled him with man-milk.
"Don't stop. Don't stop! More, more! "Colin shouted. "Viking! Stay inside me. Fuck! Fuck! I must, mustÉcum, cum!" Doug was the winner.
He was lying underneath Colin on the dirty floor, and was hit by the youngster's hands-free spunking, Colin's first cumming since early morning, and after a very long stimulation. Doug was soaked when he looked up at his brother.
"You clean him, bro! Plenty more," Doug said as he began to eat up Colin's cream.
Some minutes afterwards four men stood in front of the urinal. A naked youngster, just in socks, a taller man who was still dressed, and two redheads only party dressed.
"A true Norwegian never pisses alone, my piss-brother Olav use to say! No Norwegians here, but still. Let's go, eh?" Colin, stiff once more, was the first to spray the dirty wall. He was too young and too small to have a real grip around his prick when he peed.
"You say hello to Charlie for me!" Colin placed a hand on Doug's arm after the guys had locked up the secret door and were about to leave. The redhead blushed, and whispered, "Please don't tell Charlie about how we met today. This is not my normal habit."
"Don't excuse yourself, bro. You need some different entertainment from time to time. The youngster at home is turning you into an old married man." Boyd was one huge grin.
Doug took his brother's comments seriously. "Don't say bad things about my loving Charlie. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me. I know you can't manage to keep anyone!"
"Stop arguing, guys. Charlie is a dream of a boy, and he is a beauty!" Colin touched Doug's arm again. "Good to have some secrets anyway!" He gave the man a kiss on his cheek. Doug blushed again.
"See you on Wednesday, professor!" Boyd gave Ewald a wave. "Why don't you bring young Colin? He would raise the temperature up there." The man turned around and left with his brother.
Professor Ewald looked rather guilty. He was standing with his arms down and looked as if he had been beaten. Colin guessed that something was still unsaid between them.
"Strange room!" Ewald said. He looked around in the old archive as if the two were on a sort of sightseeing trip.
"Yes, I've been here once or twice, but not for entertainment." Colin smiled. "How did you know about these rooms, professor? The inner rooms, I mean?"
Ewald sat down on an old leather chair. "Well, it's a long story, but I'll try to make it short. "I first met Boyd while cruising in the park near the university, and he said he knew a place for some discreetÉaction. We ended up here. As a security guy, he had the keys, of course."
"I didn't know Boyd was into cruising. Rather risky for a guy in the security business, I would say. You are into cruising yourself, sir?" Colin was curious, but also uncertain about digging into his professor's personal life.
"Well, Colin son. You are too young maybe to understand. You live in a country with gay rights, and you can go into any bar, and meet any man without people raising their eyebrows. Cruising was a habit of mine when I was young, and I'm still curious, you know. There could be some hot events around the next corner!" Ewald made room for Colin to sit beside him on the chair.
"Didn't knew Boyd was into wet stuff, sir. Nor his brother either. You enjoy piss-play a lot?" Colin had Ewald's arm around his shoulders.
The professor cleared his throat before replying. "No, not particularly, but the excitement, the possibilities for being caught in a public toilet. I was very young on my first visit, and it's still a sort of sport to tease other men, make them uncertain, see how their eyes wander between cocks, see how pissing turns into masturbating, maybe even see them move onto something more intimate." Ewald was almost lecturing now and Colin wasn't sure this was meant for him.
Again there were some moments of silence. "You don't need to cruise to find men I guess, dear Colin. Men flock around you like flies, don't they?" He squeezed the boy's upper arm.
"I'm happy with my men, yes." Colin grinned now. "You know I have a Daddy who's my lover and I get all the sex I want."
"But during the week then when you're away from him, don't you look for more sex? I remember how I needed daily sex myself in younger days." Ewald squeezed his bulge.
Colin smiled. "Maybe the dirty talk makes him horny again," he thought. He could have told Ewald about Kenny, but he didn't want to bring in another student, not yet anyway. He hadn't forgotten that Ewald wanted him to find another student for some shared sex, and he hadn't forgotten that Ewald wanted a young cock up his arse.
"Are you a call-boy, Colin?" Ewald suddenly asked.
"Do you ask as a potential customer or as my guardian?" Colin replied.
"Just curious. With your body, and your modelling, and your face and body on TV, you must get a lot of offers." Ewald had started to caress Colin's naked upper leg.
"Yes, I do get many offers. But I'm not interested in girls, and not at all in old women! And grown up sexy men like you, I find without payment." He touched his professor's bulge. Colin paused and then asked "Where did Boyd want you to bring me next Wednesday?"
"We meet for the so-called masked evenings at a gay sauna every second Wednesday," the man answered openly. "You would of course make the guys there crazy with your naked body. You wouldn't need to cover up with a mask if you didn't want to."
Colin felt suddenly a bit confused. He had heard about gay meeting places in and around Glasgow, and now his professor said that he went to one. "Do you want to take me there, sir? Could you protect me? I mean, could you be the only one to have sex to me, or perhaps Boyd could join us?"
"Protect you from being the subject of a gang-bang, you mean?" Ewald grinned. "Should be safe both with your own security guard and your guardian there, don't you think?"
"But what if I wanted a gang-bang?" Colin thought. Instead he said, "You are horny, sir. And I've been dripping hard since our shared piss. May I ride you, please? And be tough, please, be the man, and let me cum with you inside me. And yes, you can mask me and take me to meet your friends, but I need some relief now."
"Stand on the table and display yourself then, like you would do for an audience!" Professor Ewald opened his shirt and his jeans, trying not to think too much about what he was about to do with a student of his in the university basement.
Soon afterwards the professor was naked in the leather chair with his cock greased and ready, while the naked student used his hands to open his boy-cunt. With a howl that could have been heard in the rooms above, Colin impaled himself on the iron-cock that waited for him.
Twenty minutes later Colin's boy-milk dripped through his professor's red body hair while Swedish man-milk dripped from the very open boy-cunt. The university basement had been hotter than any cruising spot on that early evening.
On the Wednesday after the meeting in the basement, Colin was asked to see his professor again. Colin hoped it was an invitation to what had been called `a masked night' in the gay sauna. He had checked the Spartacus Guide and was more than ready to enter the eventful local gay arena with his professor.
"Do you have any specific plans for the weekend, Colin?" Professor Ewald was standing behind the desk in his study.
"Nothing special. Just going home to look after my house and my new inhabitants," Colin replied.
"Will you go with me to Budapest? You know about the Finnish-Hungarian symposium taking place there and I have a free ticket. I think you deserve a break. You've worked a lot since Iceland." Ewald was very intense.
"I've never been to Hungary, so É" Colin stopped himself. "I'll call home first."
To be continued