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This story is written in collaboration with my friend Fred in Norway and it is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions and BDSM activities between a young man (18 when the story begins) and older men.
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COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES
Chapter 25
"Hi Buddy. Been a long time since I saw you here." Colin sat down beside Roland in the sunshine outside the cafeteria for a quick lunch.
"Aye, I've been working from home on a project for the uni newspaper. I've only been here in the afternoon once in a while," said Roland who was very happy to see Colin again.
"And how is your love life after your grand debut up in the Highlands?" Colin grinned.
"That was a great weekend, Colin. I'll never forget it, or what you did for me." Roland put his hand on Colin's thigh. "And Doug changed a lot for me. But since then, there hasn't been anything."
"But what about your mates? No parties? No clubbing?" Colin went on.
"I've been out a lot, no problem there. But to be honest with you, I've been looking for Doug. Many times. I haven't seen him around though, and I don't dare to go into the guard house to ask for him." Roland looked a bit down.
"Okay, man. I understand. You want a real cock up your arse again. I thought one of your mates could help you out there." Colin reached over and gently squeezed Roland's bulge.
"I have tried twice but both guys came before I felt any pleasure," Roland said. "Doug was different. He made me feel important, made me forget everything around me, made me almost drift away in ecstasy."
Colin smiled. He knew that Roland was a master at painting with words and speaking with high passion. "Why don't you just admit that you long for a real man with a heavy cock pounding the shit out of you." Colin squeezed Roland's cock, and the older boy moaned softly.
"I know what we'll do, Roland. I'm going to the swimming pool this afternoon for a private lesson with Mr Wilkie, the swim instructor. It's booked for 6 o'clock. You will come with me for a swim, and we'll go together to Mr Wilkie. I'm sure he will love to see both of us turn up." Colin winked at Roland.
"But..." Roland was about to ask questions.
"No buts. I'll see you outside the pool just before 4.30." Colin adjusted his own stiffy and then hurried off for his next lecture.
Colin was very happy to be swimming again. It was nearly a week since his last visit to the pool and he loved to push himself hard, getting the exercise he needed. He was happy to be in the pool with Roland too. Although not as fast as Colin, Roland had a very good technique. Butterfly was his speciality, something Colin had never fully mastered.
There were more students around than normal, a sign that summer was over and it was time for indoor sports. Colin did not know any of them, even though he had seen some around the campus. A few were hairy, he noticed. Some naturally smooth and some shaven. Mr Wilkie was walking around, giving advice and assistance wherever it was needed.
Colin could see that Mr Wilkie was paying a lot of attention to Roland, perhaps because it was the first time in the pool, but Colin's dirty mind was also thinking that the swim instructor would love to touch the young slim body wearing speedos that left nothing to the imagination. Even Colin had to admit that Roland's slim body and big dick was a beauty. And he hoped Mr Wilkie liked the sight as well, as that was in Colin's plan. He was therefore disappointed when Mr Wilkie came over to him just before closing time to tell that their private appointment had to be cancelled because the water was going to be filtered.
Dave Wilkie saw that Colin was clearly unhappy at this news and said in a low voice, "But maybe you'd like to come home to me for a chat instead?"
"Can I bring Roland with me?" Colin nodded towards the boy who still was swimming. "He is keen for some play too." Colin winked.
"You mean..."
Colin interrupted him, "Yes, I mean! Please don't disappoint him." Colin's face was one big grin.
"Okay, son, but just let me think a moment. See you later." Mr Wilkie was more flushed than normal.
Going into a locker room had always been an experience for Colin. He loved all the nudity of course. On the other hand he had to work at staying flaccid or nearly flaccid. In school it was embarrassment for anyone to get a boner in front of their mates. "Seriously, I don't care now," he said to Roland before they entered the common shower that evening. "If I get a boner and another man is looking at me... Well okay, if he likes what he sees, he might smile or let me see his erection. And if he doesn't like it, well he shouldn't look at me. That's my way of thinking."
The pool's shower area was a dream for voyeurs, as it was totally open. Four or five youngsters were in the showers when Roland and Colin arrived and they were behaving like sports guys often do after training - kidding each other, poking, shouting, making sexy movements and splashing water. Just like kids. And as Colin once said to Bill, "The so-called straight guys are never more close to each other's naked bodies than in the shower after sport."
Mr Wilkie, who also acted as a sort of janitor in the pool at present, came into the shower area three times, once asking the guys to hurry up, the other times just looking around. When he turned around to leave the final time, one of the lads turned too and started to jack his huge cock very openly towards him. The others stopped him though, and both Roland and Colin felt a bit ashamed. "Silly teenage attitude," Colin commented afterwards. "But the guy had a huge, almost hard cock then, while doing it."
"They are nice lads but a bit too noisy," the instructor said to Colin when the other guys left. "Hope they find some girls to help them with their testosterone level."
"Or some nice guys," Colin whispered to Roland.
"We have to leave through the basement entrance," Mr Wilkie pointed the boys to the staircase. "The main door is locked now and only the guards have keys."
The three came into a typical basement storeroom. "The working area for my friend the janitor, when he's here," Mr Wilkie said. "Not so easy for me to do both jobs at the moment."
"Guess he takes a nap here as well," Colin grinned and pointed to a huge leather sofa. "These are very soft ropes," Colin said as he touched some bundles of rope hanging on the wall. Most of the ropes were red but there were some black ones. Colin wondered what they used the ropes for and thought he may have seen similar ones before.
Mr Wilkie read his question. "Very soft to avoid chafing the skin, and easy to twist or straighten. Good for swimmer's sensitive skin. We use them in the pool," he commented.
"But what is this?" Colin lifted a black leather item from the wall.
"Very interesting you should chose that. I guess you will like to try it on." Mr Willkie took the sling-type item from Colin's hands. "This is very good for static training, both for your neck and shoulders, and very good for your upper thighs. And you can use these leather straps to find your own limit." Mr Willie was quite elated now.
"You try them on Roland, but you better take off your tracksuit bottom." Colin started to help Roland strip off. He was completely aware that Roland had not put underwear on after the shower. "You'd better take off your t-shirt as well Roland. It will be more comfortable for you. It's very warm down here because of the hot water pipes." Roland did exactly as Colin suggested, assuming that this was all part of Colin's plan for him to have sex with 'a real man' once more.
Mr Wilkie helped the now fully nude Roland to lie down on the sofa. Both the older instructor and his young assistant saw that young Roland's cock was starting to rise, and Colin saw that Mr Wilkie used any excuse to touch the boy.
Mr Wilkie put the biggest part of the leather item around Roland's neck and shoulders while the lad was lying on his back. "Now we raise his legs as far as possible from the sofa, and lock them in that position with the small leather straps." He explained to Colin.
"And you Roland have to tell us how much pressure you can take when we have your legs bound up with the straps. Should be some tension without it hurting." The instructor tried to talk calmly, but he was aroused as hell and Colin noticed the man's erection. Colin even felt his own cock dripping when the saw the young man lying there, totally helpless with his butt lifted from the sofa and the puckered entrance to his arsehole visible.
Colin fell down on his knees and started to lick his friend's arsehole. "Lock the doors please sir, and find some lube. I am sure you know where your friend keeps it." Colin's voice was very clear. "Then take the red ropes and bind Roland's hands." Colin winked at his horrified looking friend, before moving to whisper in his ear, "Don't worry, I will be in control, love. Just relax. I will let you taste a real man!"
Colin was impressed when he saw how Mr Wilkie used the ropes. The former scout Thor had been good, and Kasim as well, but the swim instructor was a master with the ropes. Roland was complete bound up, ready for anything.
"I want you to fuck my friend here," Colin said to the very aroused man, "but I want you to be gentle, very gentle." When Mr Wilkie hesitated Colin said, "Come on Dave, this is not the first lad you have fucked down here. I understand that, and he wants it and you want it. Go on man!"
"Are you sure you want me to fuck you? I'm quite big, you know." Mr Wilkie addressed Roland now. Roland swallowed, but nodded and then smiled at Colin.
"I love this guy very much," Colin said to the instructor, "but I can't give him what he needs, a big cock. He had a beautiful time some weeks ago when he lost his virginity. I want him to feel that again, and I know you can give it to him." Colin fell down on his knees once more, used his hands to pull down Mr Wilkie's sport shorts. The man took the signal and stripped completely.
When Roland got his first view of the hairy, well-built man sporting a dripping erection he gasped and said, "Yes, you are big sir!" These were his only words before Mr Wilkie gave him his huge cockhead to lick.
"You better wet me well then," he said to the bound boy. "You have to open him for me, Colin."
Colin was already using his tongue to open Roland's arsehole, licking the area from his arsehole to his balls, then licking and sucking the lad's thin cock. Roland too had a mushroom-like cockhead, and in his mind Colin thought about the possibility to have both Roland's cock and Mr Wilkie's in his arse at the same time. Colin was as wet inside his shorts as if he still was in the shower.
Colin got the cream from Mr Wilkie and lubed up the man's dripping cock before he started on Roland's arse. Roland could take three fingers fairly easily. "I think you've been using your butt plugs again, buddy." Colin grinned.
"He's ready for you, Dave." Colin took Dave Wilkie's cock in his hand, pulled the foreskin fully back and then placed the big cockhead against his mate's entrance. "Roland is all bound up. He can't move, so you have to do the job alone." Colin squeezed Mr Willkie's hairy balls and tugged them backwards. It was Mr Wilkie, not Roland, who whined when his cockhead passed through the boy's sphincter. Colin kissed his friend deeply and with closed eyes Roland returned with his tongue. Roland was close to heaven already.
Mr Wilkie started with soft movements, and then carried on bottoming the dripping lad for several minutes. Colin did not touch his friend's cock but he watched as the instructor now pulled his cock almost fully out before thrusting deep inside again. The man did this a few times. Suddenly Roland shouted, "Don't be gentle with me anymore. Fuck me hard sir, very hard. I need to come now. Swallow my spunk, Colin. Take it all."
Colin lay down with his mouth around the lad's cock and when he erupted, he took it all. Then he rose and gave his mouth to Mr Wilkie, who was a bit surprised to share the sweet nectar provided by Roland. The man started pounding Roland harder before he, with a howl, paused with his cock still deep inside. All his muscles seemed to vibrate when he deposited his huge load inside the boy he had been wanting the whole afternoon. Mr Willkie stayed inside the lad for quite a long time, just moving slowly, letting himself and the lad calm down before he withdrew.
Free from the ropes and the sling Roland went on his knees on the sofa and kissed Mr Wilkie. "Thank you, sir. That was even better than my first time," he said.
Colin collected the heavy load of spunk dripping from Roland's arse and rubbed some on Roland's cock and balls and then he did the same with Mr Wilkie.
"You are so hot. Why don't you strip and join in?" Mr Wilkie said as he ran his hands over Colin.
"I will, but today is mainly for my buddy," Colin said. What he didn't say was that he still had a small plan involving himself.
"Let me help you, Colin," Roland said as he lifted Colin's t-shirt. The man then tugged down the nearly piss-wet shorts. Colin sat down in the sofa naked to take off his trainers and socks. Roland, who was sitting on the floor, immediately started to caress Colin's legs, knees and then the insides the lad's upper thighs. Colin closed his eyes and let his friend touch him.
Roland took off one of Colin's far from new trainers and put his nose inside. He did the same with the other one. He sniffed it, licked it, he closed his eyes, and lay down on the floor with one of the shoes covering his stiff cock. The other was over his face, giving him pleasure. Colin still had his socks on when he put his feet on Roland's chest, starting to rub his nipples and his belly and then all the way down to his cock. Roland purred, almost like a cat. Mr Wilkie was so excited looking at the lads play that he sat down on a chair and quite openly started to wank himself.
After a while Roland took off Colin's socks and held them in front of his nose. With closed eyes and small whimpers he sniffed Colin's scent. Colin now used his bare feet on Roland's body. He spat on his hands and wet his soles, and massaged the boy's body with his warm feet. When he came down to Roland's cock dripping with pre-cum, he collected some with his feet, and then he used his feet to wank him. Roland pulled his head back, and Mr Wilkie thought he was about to cum again. But Roland sat up and started to lick Colin. He clung to Colin's body.
Mr Wilkie had never seen a lad admiring and begging another boy like this. "Piss on him, Colin!" Dave Wilkie's voice was husky. "That's what he wants. He wants all of you!"
Colin went down on his knees and took hold of his stiff cock. He had to wait for the stream to come, but then he started to send his golden liquid all over his friend's body. Roland opened his mouth to let Colin know what he wanted. Colin sprayed Roland's face and his mouth, his hair, and then went back to piss in his mouth.
Mr Wilkie, still wanking, watched Roland respond by taking hold of Colin's head and kissing him, nearly eating him. At the same time he was sending a geyser of piss up over Colin's body and face. The scene was hot and almost unbelievable. Mr Wilkie had never seen two young guys hugging like that before, sharing their piss and their passion.
After the wild show Colin was the first to rise. He helped his friend to stand up. Roland was a bit dizzy. Colin sat him on the sofa and handed him a bottle of water. He drank some water himself before going over to Mr Wilkie, who was sitting on a chair with a heavy `gun' in hand. "Happy for your advice, sir. Are you ready to do me now?" Colin kissed the man.
"Whatever you want, whatever you want." Dave Wilkie pulled Colin closer.
"I want you to rim me, and then I want you to fuck me as you did in your own bed. Maybe even harder. I want you to fill me up like you did with Roland. And I want my friend here to experience something new." Colin did not say what.
Colin went over to the sofa and bent over, presenting his arse. Mr Wilkie did not hesitate, but licked and opened him like Colin wanted. The piss from the two lads did not disturb him. "Now I want to ride you," Colin said, "But give me plenty of lube."
Mr Wilkie did and then he sat down on the sofa to grease his own cock. Colin climbed up on the man and with one single movement he impaled himself on the cock. The cockhead was big but when inside he felt great, and he went on. "Now sir, stay there. Keep your cockhead just inside my opening. Roland, I see you are dripping like a baby. Cream up that mushroom head and push your cock inside me too. I want to feel the two of you together!"
"You sure you can take it, buddy?" Roland was worried.
"I've had bigger doubles than you guys. Come on now, Roland. Do this and nobody can call you a virgin any more."
The dripping Roland did his best, but he felt that Colin was too full. Colin used his own fingers and gave the boy space. "Now just fuck me, Roland. Do it, now!" Colin screamed when he got his second penetration, but he had the two cocks inside now. "I have done my job. Now you have to make me spunk. Both of you, fuck me together."
It was a bit odd in the beginning, but soon Roland and Dave Wilkie got into a rhythm. They felt that, beside fucking Colin, they were fucking each other and it was arousing.
The first to shoot was not surprisingly Colin. He had waited for this all afternoon and he was the only one not to have cum already. His spunk landed all over the hairy swim instructor, who was happy to receive it. The contractions from Colin helped Roland over his second edge, and the spunk from him helped Mr Wilkie who again was ready to fill up this second athlete. "Stay where you are, guys. I don't want this to end. Please stay inside me some minutes more," Colin begged. The three guys hugged each other.
"There's a small shower behind those curtains, guys. Clean yourselves first and I'll go next." The teacher was again in action.
"Thank you for the private lesson, sir. Maybe you will have time another day too. We still need to improve our technique," Colin said. The two lads hugged Mr Wilkie before they were locked out the basement door.
"I didn't know my old trainers made you horny." Colin gave Roland a smile. They were sitting, almost lying, on the sofa and Roland had an arm around his young friend.
"Everything about you makes me horny." Roland sniffed Colin's neck and then used his lips on Colin's upper throat. "May I take off your t-shirt, love?" Roland wanted to be very close to his friend.
"Take off everything if you like." Colin was soon naked. Roland sniffed his armpits. "You are tickling me." Colin was grinning as he added, "Lick me if you want to." And Roland used his lips and tongue every place possible on his sleepy friend, from the toes to his ears, from his arsehole to his glans.
When he spunked in his friend's mouth without having touched the other guy's body, Colin almost felt ashamed of the one-sided action. "You want me to suck you now, Roland?" he asked.
"Too late," Roland said. "I came twice while licking you." He fell down on top of his buddy in the sofa, both of them exhausted.
It had been a strange day in Bill's house. Bill had planned to do a lot of writing. He had different projects going on, and very tight deadlines for finishing them. Even working from his home office, he normally had a very fixed schedule. But this day had been different, and he felt a bit stressed simply because he was to meet his young Asian masseur again in the afternoon.
The weekend with Colin had been excellent. There had been a lot of sex, and a lot of heavy action both with Bruce and the boys. But this was different. In a way he felt that he was doing something on the edge of normal behaviour. He wondered if he was about to pay for sex, and most of all he thought about his relationship with Colin.
Colin had just been curious and wished him well. He even told Bill that he would like to meet the young Asian himself, teasing him about a double massage like they'd had in Marseille. But this was in his own home, and in Colin's room! Despite his worries, Bill had been sporting a heavy hard-on nearly all day. However when the doorbell sounded, he had made his decision.
The room was warm, the music Chit brought was oriental, and the smell of the massage oil moved the setting far away from the small Scottish town. Bill was about to relax. Chit's warm hands started work on Bill's shoulders and back. Chit had seen that Bill had put a towel around his waist with no underwear at all. He loved the signal. This was his third time in the house and he felt that the man was starting to enjoy his visits.
Moving down to Bill's lower back, Chit loosened the towel and started work on Bill's naked buttocks and thighs. He saw that the well-equipped man was lying in a slightly uncomfortable position so he asked him to spread his legs a little and lift his hips. With a professional movement, he used a hand to adjust Bill's cock and balls so that they lay downward between his legs. And it wasn't a flaccid organ he manipulated!
Chit started on Bill's shoulders again, this time standing at the front and reaching over the man's head. The masseur's body was now so close that Bill could feel what was inside his shorts. "May I touch you, boy?" Bill's voice was low and husky. He had by `accident' used his hands to touch Chit's body from time to time already.
"Please go on, sir. You are welcome. Will you allow me to take off my t-shirt, sir? It's very warm here today." Without waiting for an answer, Chit pulling off his t-shirt and showed off a slim, but well-developed upper body, nicely tanned and totally hairless.
"Please take off your shorts as well and make yourself comfortable." Bill was facing downwards on the massage table, but with his hands he felt that Chit now was naked, but for a small sports thong.
Chit went down to the foot of the massage table and started on Bill's feet and legs, working upwards on both sides. When he moved to work on Bill's butt, he saw Bill spread his legs wider and raise his butt a little. Still a little cautious, Chit poured more oil on his hands and slowly moved from the buttocks to the man's crack. His fingers very lightly touched the hairy opening, but still he did not touch Bill's balls or the rear of the now very stiff cock. It wasn't massage oil that made it wet down there.
"Would you try some body to body massage today, sir? I think you will like it," Chit whispered and the aroused Bill just nodded. The light young man climbed the bench and sat across Bill's thighs. Then he lay down, covering the man with his own body.
Bill felt the extreme heat and he even felt the boy's crotch rubbing up and down his arse crack. The boy's face and lips were very close to Bill's neck and ears. Bill had to concentrate not to cum; this was really hot for him. Chit recognised this by listening to Bill's heavy breathing and he climbed down again and went to Bill's front.
"May I strip you?" Bill asked with a low voice.
"Please go on, sir. My body is yours." Chit stood just in front while Bill stripped him of his tiny underwear.
For an Asian lad, Chit was sporting a bigger cock than Bill had expected. His cock was at least 7 inches (18 cm) long, not very thick, but now it was as hard as iron showing a dark pink cockhead, like a light on the top of the dark shaft. He was mostly smooth, with just a short black bush of stiff pubic hair. His balls were smooth, hard and round. Bill got a very close view when the boy put his cock forward on the bench. He could easily have used his tongue or lips on the beauty of a cock, but he concentrated on squeezing the boy's buttocks.
This action was quite certainly a test from Chit, to see if Bill was into sucking. Well, Bill was about to take the bait, but not yet anyway.
Chit asked Bill to turn over. He put a small pillow under the man's head, and started to massage his front, playing with his nipples while working on his chest muscles. Very soon he was down at the other end of the bench again.
"You want some ball massage, sir?" Even Chit's voice was a bit husky. "May I touch your penis, sir?"
"Please Chit go on. Use my cock and make me happy."
"All the way, sir?" Chit still hesitated.
"All the way, boy. Please milk me," replied Bill.
Bill received a ball massage like he'd never had experienced in his life. Chit used both of his warm hands, playing with Bill's balls, not too soft, not two hard. The oil made his hairy balls shine. Then he started on Bill's cock.
Bill had been close to spunking after the massage of his balls, but Chit managed to let Bill stay just beneath the spunk level. Instead of jacking his cock, Chit squeezed it and tugged it, soft and hard, soft and hard. He covered the cockhead with Bill's foreskin, pulled on some hot oil, and then forced the foreskin back to the pain level, again and again. Bill found Chit's cock with his hand and started a furious wanking as a sign that he himself was to cumming.
"I have to come Chit," he cried, and raised his hips from the table. "I have to come!" And he came. The grown-up man spunked like a horny teenager, and he felt like one too. The spunk landed all over his torso. Chit squeezed Bill's cock, and his own cock and played with the spunk. Then he ended the massage by using wet hand towels to clean the man from top to bottom.
"Relax and stay as you are for some minutes. I'll find my own way out." Chit was already dressed. He used his lips, not as a kiss, but just a silent touching of Bill's forehead to end the massage.
Bill had put a bit more money in the envelope than the agreed amount, and was happy for that. "Now I have paid for sex for the first time in my life," he thought when he heard Chit close the door, "but it was worth every penny."
"How was Chit today?" Colin was very excited when he talked to Bill on Skype later that evening, "Did you fuck him?" Colin was one huge grin.
"Yes, I fucked him," Bill answered. "Inside my head for one hour!"
"Now you're making me hot again Daddy, even though I just helped Roland to get a real man cock in his tight arse hole. Take a look!" Colin lowered the camera and showed his hard and dripping stiffy.
"Why are you naked, Colin?" Bill asked.
"I want to tease Kenny. Maybe he needs to borrow a hole when coming back from the date with his girlfriend." Colin was really in a teasing mood. "Just kidding, I'm on my way to the shower. May I bring Kenny home for supper tomorrow? Kenny wants to take a trip in an old car he hopes to buy."
"Of course, love. It's time I met this buddy of yours, before you end up as his girlfriend." Bill was the one grinning now.
"I'll have to be careful about bringing him home now when you are filled up with lust after visits by your Asian friend. Maybe Kenny will ignite seeing a stallion like you," Colin was about to end, but Bill understood that he had something else on his mind.
"Daddy, please do me a favour. You remember we dressed up for dinner at the restaurant the other day, and I wore that light Paris suit. I think I just left it on the bed in my room when we returned home that night and..."
Bill interrupted him "I put in on a hanger in your wardrobe days ago."
Bill could see that Colin felt a bit ashamed, "Sorry that you had to clean up after me, Daddy. I should have done it myself, but can you see if there is a card in one of the pockets? I forgot it when we came back from Bruce's house."
"A card?" Bill asked.
"Yes, a small card I was given by a man when I was in the toilet just before we left the restaurant." Colin looked a bit excited. "It could have waited until tomorrow, but I didn't think about it before now and I'm curious."
"Okay, son, I'll take a look at once. Don't go away." Bill took the iPad with him to Colin's room.
"Yes the card is here," Bill said. "It's a formal business card with a person's name, and so on. Something is written on the back."
"What does it say? Colin wondered.
"Read it yourself," Bill said, holding the card in front of the camera. `Call me if you feel for it'. Nothing more was written on the backside of the white card. And on the front: Arthur Edward Granville, solicitor. Then the card had a business address and telephone numbers.
"Arthur Edward Granville? Never heard that name Dad, and the man who gave the card to me was quite young and looked nothing like a solicitor. He stood pissing beside me."
Bill could see that Colin was holding a hand around his little stiffy. "Why are you so excited, son? You have any idea who wants you to call him?"
"I think it could be the man who followed me with his eyes the whole evening, the man from the railway carriage. But he was not the one in the toilet." Colin talked very eagerly.
"No, but from where I was sitting I could see that he was dining with a young Asian man," Bill said.
"I remember now. Yes, it was him. That was the guy who gave me the card. Is that young man really a solicitor?" Colin wrinkled his forehead.
"No, don't be stupid. The solicitor is of course your admirer from the train, sending his young companion to fix a date with a cute fellow traveller." Bill was teasing Colin but he was a bit curious himself. Bill started thinking and Colin who recognised every change in his lover's face saw that something was odd.
"What's the problem, Dad? You don't believe your own story?" Colin smiled.
"The strange thing is that this man's business address is the same address as that of my friend in Glasgow, the lawyer that helped us with the papers some weeks ago. They might be business partners even," said Bill. "Oh, I suddenly I remember where I've seen that man before. I saw him in the office the day you and I went to sign the papers. I'm certain."
"So you mean he fancies me and may have been chasing me ever since that day? Maybe he wants to pay me lots of money to get me in bed with him." Colin smiled but he felt a bit strange. "I'll just call him, that's all, and asks what he wants. It's not a problem, Dad."
"Go ahead, Colin. It's you who got the message. But if you don't mind, I will have a chat with Bruce about him. He said he had heard at bit about this man. And if it's okay with you I might also call my lawyer friend tomorrow." Bill was really curious now.
"Okay, Daddy. I can hear that Kenny is on his way. Stay cool. Love you!" Colin hung up and Bill looked at the card once more.
A noisy car was driving fast up to the entrance of Bill's house. Bill could only smile knowing that the two students he had invited for supper were on their way. Clearly there would be no silent driving and no anonymous parking with Kenny at the wheel. Emerging from the driver's side was a tall guy with dark curly hair, broad shoulders and a huge white smile. From the other side came his own Colin, looking happy and proud.
Colin rushed up as usual to Bill and hugged him. "Meet my room buddy again, not Kenneth but Kenny," he said.
The same Kenny, a little awkward, gave Bill his hand in a tight grip. Then he hugged Bill, the man he had only seen at distance some weeks ago when they first looked at the room in the University campus. "Nice to see you again, sir," he said. "Thanks for the invitation. Colin has talked a lot about your fantastic cooking."
"I guess he likes my food. He's never complained." Bill was happy to have the two lads in his house this early evening.
"I need some water for my old car, sir. It is leaking like a sieve. I'll have to get this radiator fixed," he said.
"I'll get you some water," Colin said, already on his way to the garden. Kenny opened the bonnet, and it was hot there. He pulled off his baggy t-shirt, and now shirtless he bent into the bonnet to unscrew the lid of the water container. He showed off a well-tanned back and, like many youngsters, the top of his boxers, and then two very round and visible buttocks. Bill blushed in the door opening. He was ashamed because he felt his own manhood stiffen, just by thinking that his own Colin had had heavy sex with this hot straight athlete a couple of times.
"Don't cum in your trousers, Dad," Colin whispered when he passed close to Bill with a can of water. He used his other hand for a very light touch on the man's visible hard-on.
Bill woke up, and blushed even more. Kenny showed off his hairless front with well-tanned muscles and a hard belly visible all down to his pubic bone. "This will do, Kiddo. The car will stay cool now all the way back. But I'll have to fix this old cart tomorrow." Kenny had forgotten the deal about the use of Kiddo, but Colin just smiled.
"Come into the house, and wash off your oil and dirt, son," Bill addressed Kenny, grinned and re-arranged himself down below when the young man had passed. "You show your friend the bathroom Colin, and please come for supper quickly. It's ready for you."
Colin came back downstairs at once and kissed his Dad tenderly. "So happy to see you, Daddy, and so happy that Kenny makes you horny. But you can only eye-fuck him, okay?" Colin whispered.
"Well, it has to do for now," Bill said with a huge grin.
"I am starving. I've had no real lunch today, Daddy. What are you serving tonight?"
Both guys were waiting when Bill put the food on the table. "Chilli con carne, guacamole and tacos. I hope you will like it." Bill was happy to have Colin home with his friend.
"Now I'm going to die, but I'd love to take one plate more if it's okay with you," Kenny said to Bill. He looked at Colin and saw that even he was going to take some more. "How did you know that this was my favourite, sir?"
"Colin has told me a lot about you, Kenny. Well, perhaps not as much as I'd like to know. I guess most of his student life is secret from me." Bill was in a teasing mood.
"So you don't know that I snore and that I talk in my sleep half the night," Kenny looked at Bill.
"That isn't a problem for me," Colin answered. "I can sleep through anything so you are not disturbing me."
"Will you apply for single rooms next year?" Bill asked the pair.
"I hope Colin will share a room with me next semester too. Has Colin told you that we share a bed from time to time?" Kenny said and looked at Colin.
Colin was uncertain about how direct Kenny would be. "You never know how open this guy is," he thought. Bill was now wondering what would follow.
Kenny was suddenly very serious. "You see sir, people might think I'm a tough guy, and in many ways I am, but I am like a baby when it comes to thunderstorms and heavy weather. When I was two years old our home in the US Midwest was blown down in a heavy storm, and I can never forget it."
"So when he thinks a storm is coming he jumps in my bed. Very often it's a false alarm. I wish it was real more often!" Colin was teasing and the chat around the table went back to some joking.
"I have some dirty laundry, Dad. Can I put it in the washing machine?" The student hoped for some service.
"Just put the bag in your room, and show your friend around the house," Bill replied as he cleared away the remains of the meal.
Bill heard some loud noise from Colin's room and wondered what was happening. What he didn't know was that Colin had pulled Kenny down on his back on the bed, and sat on him like the kids do when they play-fight. "You were about to tell that we fuck when there's a thunderstorm?" Kenny whispered with a grin.
"And you had a hard-on at the table when telling him about us sharing bed. He might have seen it!" Colin pressed the bigger lad's body down in his bed and then just hugged him.
"Take care guys and drive safely." Bill waived to the two very different, but very close mates backing down the gravel road in front of the house after a very happy meal and a very nice visit.
Colin hadn't mentioned the business card, and Bill did not want to bring up the matter while Kenny was present. However he had slipped it into Colin's hand just before hugging him goodbye.
To be continued