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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 43
Colin hurried into the sitting room at home, happy to see that his father's friend Bruce was still there. He went up behind the man on the sofa and hugged him and then kissed him on his cheek.
"Good to see you, Bruce. Happy New Year I must say. Both Dad and I missed you on New Year's Eve, but I understand that you had to stay with Johnny's family when they just were back from Hong Kong." Colin was excited. He had so much to tell the family friend. "I'll bring you another beer, guys. I could do with one myself," he said as he went to the kitchen.
"What have you been up to, kid? You have oil all over you. Maybe you should clean up before we get too much dirt on the carpet!" Bill looked at Colin who was barefoot, but with some oil on his jeans and on his face.
"Yes, I'd better, or you might give me a red arse again, Dad. You remember the first time you spanked me, the day after we met for the first time? Dirt on the carpet after doing the lawn, remember?" Colin grinned and looked with loving eyes at his Daddy who looked down and blushed.
"Aye, that was quite a welcome in my house," Bill said. "But still, you have stayed here for five years so I can't be too bad to live with. Have you been in an accident orÉ?
"Don't worry, Daddy," Colin interrupted from the kitchen. "Kenny had a small breakdown in his car. There's always something going wrong with his old car. Kenny asked me to say he was sorry for not popping in to say hello, but he was in a hurry to get back to Glasgow and find a garage. He's currently staying in our room on campus, some quarrel with his `old man' I think."
"But I had a one hour driving lesson today so I'm happy about that." Colin pulled down his oily jeans, and folded them up for cleaning. Without shyness the young man sat down in a tiny pair of childish-patterned boxers.
"I have to get my driving licence in a hurry. I don't know if dad has told you," he said as he looked Bruce, "but I am about to sign an international contract for modelling, and the company is sponsoring me with a new car to use for a year. I was told yesterday that I had been chosen for the job. They even sent me a draft of the one year contract."
"That's really something!" Bruce grinned.
"And the car is his when the year is over," Bill supplied, very proud.
"What sort of modelling?" Bruce asked, "Hard porn for grown-up ladies?"
Colin was the one to blush now. He took off his sweatshirt and stood up, naked but for the tiny boxers. Then he turned around like a model.
"Maybe you will see me like this on posters in Glasgow City Centre this year," Colin teased.
"Wish you were without those briefs though, Colin. Then it really would be something, eh?"
"Like this you mean?" Colin stripped off his boxers, and turned around holding the underwear in front of his stiffening and quite visible cock. "I am to `sell' the underwear you know. This is a prototype but without the brand printed on it."
Bill thought that Colin was about to leave for the bathroom, but his horny friend wanted more of Colin. "Please let me feel your skin, baby. It's been months since last time." Bruce looked at Colin who looked at Bill.
Bill nodded and smiled. "You two have some fun then. I'll make a late lunch for all of us. Colin saw that his daddy had a very visible bulge when he left for the kitchen.
Colin went up to the waiting Bruce who hugged the naked teenager and then ran his hands over the back of his body, then all over his front. He rubbed his nipples, his small round and hard balls, and his stiff, and again dripping, cock. It only took him seconds to put Colin's cock into his mouth, to begin licking and sucking like it was a piece of candy. Colin felt Bruce's familiar hands around his buttocks and without any preparation he had two fingers from each hand into his arsehole. Colin screeched at the sudden finger penetration, but his pre-cum was like an eruption.
"You are wet inside your arse, Colin. Must have been quite a driving lesson, I should say," Bruce whispered. "I thought that this Kenny was into girls though."
"Yeah, he is," Colin whispered. "But he had been without a fuck all weekend, so he screwed me like crazy in his car just before I came home. It is his spunk you can feel inside me."
The dirty talk from the young man made Bruce wild. He stripped his jeans and underwear off in one single movement, pushed Colin down on his knees, and presented his very thick cock. Colin opened his mouth and Bruce's plum-like cockhead nearly filled it while the man's hairy, heavy balls slapped his chin.
"So my dear super lover, you are wet and ready to be fucked, I understand. Your old man saw that when you came in from your horny mate." Bill was standing behind Colin, and the boy knew what was about to happen when he felt his hips being lifted. His daddy's cockhead pressed against his arsehole.
The double fuck that followed was short and hard. Bruce had probably been in bed with Johnnyboy all weekend following his return from holiday but he was still as horny as a stallion. And Bill had been hot since his masseur departed without giving a happy ending that morning. The pair spunked inside the two ends of Colin after less than five minutes.
After Colin cleaned both men, he pressed them down side by side on the sofa and invited them to open their mouths. He then let them share a large amount of fresh young boy-cream.
Colin kissed the two and said, "I'd better go and clean myself up now, Daddy. I could eat a horse. You are the best guys, the very best." He kissed the two friends again, took all his clothes and ran for the bathroom.
"I guess he needs at least three to be satisfied." Bill grinned at his friend when they had calmed down from the heavy excitement.
"I could believe that he really is your son, Bill. He must have inherited his virility from you." Bruce smiled as he at his old friend whom he had known from childhood.
"You want to punish me, Dad?" Colin looked at Bill who had been very silent after Bruce's visit.
"Why should I punish you, son?" Bill looked back.
"Because I stripped for Bruce in front of you, inviting him to have sex with me," Colin answered.
"It was great for Bruce. He was very lonely the week Johnny was in Hong Kong. But perhaps you are due a little punishment for acting the way you did." Bill grinned, letting Colin it was to be a playful punishment.
Colin started to push down his trousers.
"No more spanking for a while, Colin love. Your skin must rest and heal now, but I think I will punish you in the bathroom." He took the boy in his arms and carried him upstairs.
Using the belts from their bathrobes, Bill tied the sitting Colin with his arms behind his back and his legs spread wide. He now had full access to Colin's balls and very erect cock. Bill undressed and looked at the waiting kid. He went down and took a hard grip around the young cock, pulled his foreskin over his cockhead and put a clothespin on the stretched skin.
"Okay Colin, try to piss now. Come on. Try to, try hard. Think of it like you are cumming, feel the light pain, let it hurt a little," Bill manipulated the boy's balls, then he put two clothespins on his nipples. "Now piss baby, let it flow for me."
Colin closed his eyes and he felt his nipples starting to be very warm. Then he suddenly got the feeling that he about to piss in his pants without wanting to. That's what Colin told Bill afterwards. Colin's foreskin looked like a small balloon now. He started to leak his yellow fluid, and then came the explosion when the clothespin was removed and the heavy pressure was suddenly reduced.
"I'm cumming!" Colin cried. "I'm cumming!" The yellow stream was followed by a combination of piss and spunk. Colin had an orgasm different from anything he had felt before.
Bill stood in front of his young boy. "You ready to take my piss, slave? Are you ready to drink my yellow liquid?"
"Yes, master. Please master, give it all to me." Colin opened his mouth and put his head back.
But Colin had to wait. Bill was as hard as Colin had been, and he worked a bit with himself before he was able to start the golden shower. He started to hit Colin's cock and balls with his stream, then he went upwards and soaked Colin's hair, his head, his face and his upper body before he sent his fluid direct into the boy's open mouth. Colin drank all he got from his daddy's cock.
The two, daddy and son, lovers, hugged and caressed each other in the shower afterwards. "Thank you for the punishment, Daddy," Colin smiled.
"I forgot to tell you that I've been invited to see Mr Granville at his mansion tomorrow Ð something about the big New Year event," Bill said as he looked at Colin after carrying him to their bed. He just kissed the boy very lightly on his forehead. Colin was in dreamland already.
"Hello Thor. I'm happy for your call." Bill was on the phone with Colin's professor and friend. "First of all, thank you for those unforgettable days in Norway. Are you still in Lillehammer or back in Glasgow?"
"No. I'm actually calling you from York. I had to stand in for a colleague at a conference at the Jorvik Centre, you know the Viking centre here. I have to stay in York for some days before I can go back to Glasgow," Thor sounded a bit stressed. "I really miss our mountain days together. I think we could have managed another night without the kids too. What do you say?"
"Not too late is it? Another trip could be arranged." Bill sensed the hot invitation and was annoyed at himself when he felt his cock growing stiff again. He had missed the usual morning sex with young Colin.
"How is Colin after the work in London? I talked to Olav who was happy to receive emails from him every day since Christmas." Thor said, changing the topic.
"Colin left for Edinburgh yesterday. He is to sign a modelling contract, and attend an interview for a European magazine. I sent our solicitor from Glasgow with him, so he's in good hands. But he was very lonely when I spoke with him last night. I'll see him back tonight I hope." Bill was still a bit worried about having sent Colin alone, but both he and Mr Reynard had already accepted the terms set up by the modelling company.
"That's really something. But what about his studies?" The professor sounded a bit worried.
"They won't suffer. Colin is very determined on that point. He's first of all a full time student, and he has set himself goals to perform well at University." Bill had been worried too, but knew that Colin could manage.
"But I sent you the email because I have an offer for you," Bill continued. "I'll cut a long story short. We have talked about this cult organisation - the men with the rings that's occupying Colin's mind. I understand that you would like to do some research about those guys, and now you have the chance."
"Really Bill, what can I do? Sounds interesting. I remember you said something about a rite of passage." Thor was very excited and talked quickly now.
"I have told the High Priest..." Bill laughed. "Sorry Thor if I'm not serious enough, that you will take my place beside Colin in a sort of father-son rite at a New Year gathering at Brickwall Mansion next week. You remember we chatted about that?"
"Yes I do, of course I do. Assuming Colin is happy with me in what should be your position. I guess you will just be watching to see that our jewel is not hurt in any way?" Thor was certainly interested.
"I will be there, yes, but will not take any part. Your job is to take the daddy/father role. I was not told much about the tasks, but you will get your briefing before the start of the ceremony, I'm sure. Anyway thanks for calling. We'll stay in contact." Bill ended the call. He had not told Thor that he probably had to fuck Colin in front of an audience, but Bill knew he would love it.
The evening before:
Colin was half watching some stupid TV programme after his telephone chat with Bill. He did not feel comfortable alone in the Edinburgh hotel room and he had no wi-fi for Skyping with Olav.
Colin brightened when he got a phone call from the magazine editor Mr Sieger, who said that the Germans just had arrived from London. They invited him to join a planning chat for the next day's work.
The editor for "Young Fashion" brought a woman journalist and a photographer with him. Mr Sieger greeted Colin with a tight hug.
"Nice to see you again, Colin. Hope you are happy that you were chosen. There was little discussion, by the way. You were the unanimous choice. Mr Beroni, would have given you the job in London there and then, but you know the agency had to follow their procedures." The editor talked very enthusiastically, and gave Colin little opportunity to speak.
"And now meet Anna and Frederic. They will work with you tomorrow," Mr Sieger continued.
"Nice to meet you both. I look forward to showing you some of our beautiful Edinburgh," Colin gave them his hand and his very open smile.
"I know you have a formal meeting with the model agency and your lawyer tomorrow morning, but I hope you will be ready to start the photo session about eleven," Mr Sieger said as he showed Colin the sofa.
"We need to use the daylight," Frederic said, with a smile. Colin thought he was a man very much like Don, even wearing a similar waistcoat for his photo equipment.
"Did you bring the kilt?" Anna asked.
Colin grinned. "Strange to wear a kilt when you want promote underwear, isn't it? But yes, I brought my kilt." Colin winked at Mr Sieger who looked down and almost blushed.
"Maybe good to put it on before we go to the castle." Anna smiled too, and both she and the photographer prepared to leave.
"Perhaps we'll see you all for breakfast?" Mr Sieger more ordered than asked. "I guess you want to see what nightlife the city has to offer now. I'll keep young Colin company before I have an early night."
"I'm not sure about that early night," the photographer whispered to his colleague when leaving. "It's not often Mr Sieger comes with you on a job like this," Frederic added as he looked at Anna.
"Never, but he can't resist fresh meat, can he?" Anna grinned.
"May I offer you a drink, Colin? What would you like? A beer, a juice or something else?" Mr Sieger opened the minibar.
"Just an orange juice, please sir. That will do," Colin answered.
"Please just call me Klaus when we're alone together," Mr Sieger grinned. "We Germans are not as formal as you believe over here." The man sat down beside Colin on the sofa, very close.
Colin knew this game and he suddenly thought of Bill and his advice. "Be careful when you're alone. Even those you trust may have a hidden agenda," Bill said before he left home.
On the other hand Colin felt lonely, and he was in a way very attracted to the German guy who looked older than his age. He also had a sweet and innocent way of making contact. Colin remembered his wish about keeping their little bit of fun in the toilet in London secret.
"I think I want to go to bed," Colin said. "I need to be fresh for the photo session and the interview tomorrow, but maybe we could meet for a swim tomorrow morning. I read that the pool opens at 7am, and I love the idea of a swim before breakfast."
"I would love that. I'm quite a good swimmer, but please show me your hot body again before you go to bed. And don't be afraid, baby. I'm far from a bully, and I wouldn't harm you for anything in the world," the man nearly begged now.
"You want me naked then I guess?" Colin stood up in front of the man and started to take off his shirt.
"Please wait Colin, let me." Klaus pulled Colin closer and very slowly started to undress him. When shirtless Colin felt very aroused from the man's warm and playful hands. He felt his cock stiffen and his nipples were already erect.
"May I lick your tits? They look ready to be eaten." The man's hands hovered over them.
"Go on, lick them. You can bite them if you wish." Colin was suddenly as horny as hell. "Harder please, harder," he nearly cried, as he took hold of the man's head and pressed it to his chest.
Klaus stripped Colin while working on his upper body, then moved down to take Colin's wet dick into his mouth, and to cup the boy's buttocks firmly. Suddenly Colin took command. He started to mouth-fuck the German with fast thrusts. Klaus took the treatment with tears in his eyes and heavy coughing, but after a while he managed to pull back from Colin's dick.
"My new boss is a softy," Colin thought. "I have to give him something to remember."
Colin withdrew and looked at the tearful face. "Am I too hard with you?" Colin asked.
"No, no, please go on." Klaus reached for Colin's balls and tugged him close again.
"Let me undress you first," Colin said. Without tenderness Colin nearly ripped the clothes off the man. He felt that the German wanted to be dominated by him.
"Give me your cock," Colin brutally used one hand of the man's hanging balls and the other on his 10 inch (25 cm) timber-dark and very veiny cock.
"Let me send you to heaven, Klaus. Be all mine now. Forget about yourself. Think of me as your master for a while." Colin forced back the man's foreskin and found his string and used the tip of his tongue to tease his cock. With two full hands he crushed the big cock like a piece of fruit. Klaus shot his hips forward and whined when Colin put his tight lips behind his glans and turned it from brown to dark red.
Colin did not wank him now. He just pressed and pressed the foreskin and the veiny cock. He had to be careful not to go too far but he guessed as long as he didn't use his teeth, the man could take a bit of pain. The German whined with his eyes closed. When Colin increased the pressure, the man started to shiver. "Stop," he cried, "No please don't stop," he whined again. The pre-cum was dripping from him.
With two hands around the huge cock Colin put his tongue on the swollen glans again. The man roared and sent his first spunk out of his tight piss-slit. At the same time Colin loosened the pressure a little and pulled the cock into his own mouth. The mouth was more than filled with man-juice when he finished.
Colin pushed the German down in the sofa and climbed onto his chest. The man looked as if he knew what was coming because he opened his mouth and took care of his own spunk dripping down to him from Colin's mouth. Colin let him swallow and swallow again. Then he put his own cock into the man's waiting mouth. And now he didn't ask for help. He just fucked his new boss' mouth and as far into his throat as a boy with just over 4 inches (10 cm) could manage. To make some show of it, he roared too when he sent his load deep into the man's struggling throat. But Klaus took it all, and when Colin turned around and put his flaccid cock into his mouth for cleaning, he nearly fainted on the sofa.
Colin was about to dress when a ringing sound was heard from the open iPad on the table. A young shirtless lad showed up on the screen. "It's my son," Klaus said. "I guess he is able to Skype me now. There was no signal earlier."
"How old is your son, sir?" Colin went out of the dominant role.
"He's seventeen, a great guy," the naked and still shaky man answered.
"But..," Colin was about to ask more but found it very impolite to go on.
"I was only seventeen when he was born. The girls loved my cock you see," he grinned.
"I can pretty well understand that, it's still a beauty." Colin was the one to grin now.
"See you for a swim tomorrow morning, sir. Thanks for taking care of me here alone." Colin put one hand on the man's shoulder. He was a bit confused when he saw that the man switched on the webcam while still naked.
"Not my business," he thought. "Maybe I could try a net handjob with Olav if the wi-fi is good." His cock was still stiff after the heavy mouth fuck.
"So how was the photo session this morning?" Bill asked when Colin was back beside him in bed at home.
"It was fun. They had closed the pool to the public and the lady came into the changing room with the photographer while I was still naked. Well that was okay, because it made me stay pretty flaccid inside the swimwear they gave me to put on. Then we did some shots by the pool." Colin yawned. "After lunch we went to the castle and shot a lot of pictures, first with me in the kilt, and then just in boxers. Not sexy I think," Colin moved closer to Bill.
"No joking about your kilt and underwear?" Bill knew that this was always a story for foreigners.
"All the time," Colin answered, "but they were lucky. Heavy wind up there, and they managed to take photos from behind when my kilt was blowing up."
"And you said not sexy, baby. What can be more sexy than your naked bum?" Bill cupped Colin's buttocks.
"If you go on like that I'm going to cum on the bed, daddy. Why don't you lick me instead?" Colin was still horny after the long day.
"But I want to hear about the interview," Bill was teasing Colin's little cock and took care of the pre-cum, licking the fingers afterwards.
"Silly stuff dad, stupid. If you have read one presentation in a teenage magazine about a so-called new face or new model, you have read them all. You will have a copy before it gets published next month. But please fuck me now daddy, fuck me hard. My arsehole has been tight since I left you."
Colin pulled his legs back, nearly around his own neck. He was the one who begged now. When Bill rammed his thick 9.5 inch (24 cm) cock into him, with only their own pre-cum as lubrication, the youngster roared while he squeezed his daddy's nipples with his fingernails. "Yes Dad, pound me now. Show no mercy, tell me I'm only yours."
Bill told him that in the way he knew his kid loved, with a hard fuck without breaks, sending them both to heaven together. Colin's spunk covered Bill's body hair. Colin used his hand to collect the love-cream dripping from his own arse and rubbed it over his chest. Then the two sticky bodies came together as they kissed each other hungrily like one body on top of their king-size bed.
"Why don't you call Mr Morrison?" Bill asked Colin who had been wandering restless around in the house the last few hours. "Maybe he can fit in some driving lessons for you. Then you don«t have to wait until you get back for lessons in Glasgow."
"Didn't he retire years ago? I could call Kenny. Maybe he can help. He knows everybody." Colin did not show any patience when he wanted action.
"Mr Morrison knows you from the swimming pool when you were at school, and I saw him with a student in his car just days ago," Bill went on.
"I guess he will remember me. Mr Morrison helped loved to visit the locker room, especially when we came out from the showers. I liked to give him a show." Colin grinned now. "Maybe I could pay him for some lessons the natural way. You have heard about that, haven't you daddy?"
"Just pub rumours, lad. I've known him nearly all my life and he's a nice man. And you will just be driving with him, not going to bed with him, eh?" Bill saw that Colin was in a teasing mood when he picked up his phone.
Colin was like a kid when he rushed back to Bill in the kitchen. "He'll pick me up outside the house tomorrow morning at ten, and if I want, he could give me some more lessons this week. I love you, dad!" The young student and soon-to-be model suddenly acted like a very normal teenager.
"How was the lesson, son?" Bill hugged Colin when he came back from town the next day.
"Adam was very pleased with me. He said I need some night driving lessons but he thinks I'm ready to take my test. He said you had done a good job with my driving practice, Daddy," Colin was very pleased.
"Adam?" Bill looked at his son. Mr Morrison was a rather formal 70 year old gentleman. Bill didn't think he had heard anyone use his first name.
"Aye, that's what he told me to call him. We are old mates from the swimming pool you know, that's what he said!" Colin grinned.
"And he didn't try to rape me in the backseat of his car in some dark woods," Colin went on teasing. "He was very polite, but I guess he loved that I had my loose tracksuit on and no underwear because he had his hand on my upper thigh more than once. " Colin was so close to Bill that Bill could feel the boy's erection.
"You are unbelievable." Bill rolled his eyes.
"Please don't believe all I say, daddy. But you didn't give me a morning fuck today, remember. We were both in such a hurry. What about a small nap now Dad? It's still my holiday remember." Colin took Bill's hand leading him upstairs. Bill put one hand between the boy's legs and squeezed his balls. His young lover giggled.
***.
Colin was surprised when he saw another young man in the car when he was picked up the next evening for the night driving lesson. The guy was the same age as Colin, and from same high school, but the two barely knew each other. Colin knew the other guy as `Tower', a very tall kid who was in the school's football team.
"Observing another driver from the backseat is a good method when we do our night training," Mr Morrison explained to the lads when they started. "You start in the front Colin and Chris, you observe. We will change over after thirty minutes."
Colin was a bit nervous having the other lad just behind him, but forgot it all when Mr Morrison started to give orders. Colin had tight boxers on today so when the man placed his hand on his upper leg, he didn't find his balls as easily as he did yesterday. Instead he went on and placed his hand all over Colin's crotch and gave it a squeeze. The young driver yelped and made a visible involuntary movement with the car.
"You must always try to keep in control, even if something unexpected should happen," Mr Morrison commented without taking his hand away from Colin's stiffening cock.
"Okay guys, change over now." The car has stopped at a petrol station. When the two boys met outside the car both of them grinned. "Keep your eyes on the road when that crazy man takes hold of your huge bulge," Colin whispered when he observed the other boy's tenting.
"I'll let him screw me if he gives me free lessons," the young one whispered back. This is just my advertising." He took a very sexy grip around his visible pole as if he was wanking.
Colin couldn't see what was going on in the front seat and Mr Morrison gave him very clear observation jobs. But he saw that the very mature driving instructor looked at him from time to time in the extra rear-mirror, and when Colin put one hand down in his boxers playing with his stiffy in the dark backseat, he kept his eyes steady in the mirror.
"I have an extra offer for you guys," Mr Morrison said when they stopped outside Colin's home. "I think you will pass your driving test, but you should know a bit more technical stuff about cars. I invite you both to an open class in the garage behind my office tomorrow evening at seven. Hope to see you there, Colin. You did well today!"
Colin went in through the kitchen door, remembering that Bill was playing cards with Bruce and his friends that night and not wanting to disturb them. Suddenly the kid, still horny after the driving lesson, felt very much alone. Then he thought about Olav. He hadn't chatted with him for two days. He hurried up to the bedroom, undressed completely, found his iPad and Skyped with his Norwegian friend.
"You better put on those overalls, guys. It's quite dirty in the garage and you will get oil on your clothes when you work with the engines and crawl under the cars. It's very warm inside so if you want to, you can skip t-shirts as well." Adam Morrison talked to the four young guys who sat beside each other in the garage employees' mess room.
Colin knew Chris from yesterday's driving lesson. The other two were unknown to him, but they smiled, chatted and made jokes. The four were about to undress, but Mr Morrison did not leave the room. Colin remembered that attitude from the swimming pool's changing room. He often stayed inside when the lads got naked. Colin regretted that he was commando, as he usually was these days when he wore baggy clothes, but he did not care and in minutes he was completely naked.
Mr Morrison handed him the smallest overall he could find. "I see young man, you are still sporting your old habit of going without underwear," he grinned.
"Better for my small one to grow in full freedom," the lad answered with a grin too. Even small the overall was too big for him, and because it had some missing buttons at the sides, it allowed a clear view of Colin's hips and even some view of the side of his buttocks when he moved. The performer loved the outfit, and stored the look in his head for a later stage performance.
Chris was in the tiniest briefs you could think of. His huge cock was very visible even flaccid and he took some time adjusting his package for Mr Morrison's benefit before he put on the work gear.
The room smelled of a combination of oil and young manly scent, a very erotic smell. Together with the rough material of the overall, this made Colin's cock stiffen and he kept his erection when Adam Morrison later tried to help him crab backwards under a car and without hesitation grabbed Colin's tenting boner. Instead of pulling away, Colin pushed up against the man's hand. Adam Morrison, as the old lover of young men, knew how to take that signal.
It was a good and meaningful practical lesson for the young men, and after two hours intense work it was time for a break. The two lads unknown to Colin had to leave in a hurry to catch the last bus back home, but Chris and Colin sat on a bench, sweat and oily. They were both shirtless and hairless, with the top half of the overalls pulled down.
The two were about to strip completely for a shower when Mr Morrison entered. The man who was seventy years old had taken off his t-shirt too and just tied his overall top around his waist. He was very hairy as Colin remembered him, but for a man of his age, he was in very good shape.
"You still have your six-pack, sir. I remember how you teased us when swimming," Colin was uncertain how much to say with Chris present.
"I still do my workout every day. I have my own mini-gym back here, you know. Want to see?" the man responded. He turned around and went through the garage. The boys followed. The room was quite big, filled with equipment for strength training, and beside that tyres and wheels of different sizes.
"The old car stuff is the best for training, free and very usable." The man lifted a wheel above his head. On one wall there were two really huge tyres.
"Must be from a heavy truck," Colin thought, but he did not want to be too curious so he did not ask how they were used.
On the front wall was a large TV-screen. When he saw the boys looking at it, he commented, "When I run on the treadmill here I usually look at some videos. It can be quite boring without it. If you have time one evening, you could come over here and take a session with me. I can show you how to keep your stomach in shape." With one hand he followed his body from his nipples all the way down into his trousers. Colin guessed that he even squeezed his cock.
"You lads want something to drink?" he looked at them.
"Aye sir, very much. It's quite hot here," Chris said.
"Okay, walk over there and kneel, both of you." Mr Morrison pointed to one of the corners. There was drain in the floor and a water hose on the wall.
"Kneel both of you, kneel at once." The older man was commanding now. He opened his overall and revealed that he was naked underneath too.
Colin moaned when he saw the man's half-hard cock for the first time. It was an old man's cock, thick and long, veiny, dark brown, with a lot of hair around, but the low-hanging balls had been shaved. "If that's a grower, then it will be quite a weapon," Colin thought.
"Open your mouths kids, and don't let me spill any on the workers' overalls. Take grandad's juice." He took his cock in his hand rolled the foreskin back and showed off an even darker cockhead with a red piss-slit.
Colin was as horny and hot as ever, and followed the instruction without hesitating. He knelt with an open mouth. He was a bit surprised that Chris followed without protests or questions. "Guess he has been here before," Colin thought when Adam placed his cockhead just inside Colin's waiting lips.
The piss flow started immediately. The man must have been desperate for this. The flow was nearly too much for Colin to swallow, but with wet eyes because of gagging, he managed. Mr Morrison was able to stop his pissing, and turned toward Chris. "Open up, lad. Open up your beautiful lips for me. All open, good!" The man sent a yellow spurt into the boy's open mouth and filled it with piss and foam before he put his cock into Colin's mouth again.
Mr Morrison started to mouth-fuck Colin now while he continued pissing. From time to time his cock filled Colin's mouth completely and Colin was near to gagging, but he managed to take the man's last yellow drops.
"You did well, boys. Not a drop on the men's overalls. Hope you liked the drink! You'd better undress and go have a shower, but first I have something to show you guys. Please sit down." The man was back to his normal way of speaking. He went over to a computer and soon the boys saw a list of videos on the screen.
The movie, a bit blurred first, showed the room where they sat. It showed the wall with the huge truck tyres. Then two shirtless, young, long-haired men went up to the tyres and stood close with their backs to the camera. Both of them took off their jeans and then their briefs. Their white buttocks were a sharp contrast to the black rubber tyres.
The next scene showed the two boys fully naked with their legs spread while they seemed to be embracing the tyres with their arms. Both their legs and their arms were bound to the tyres by chains.
"These two stupid bastards stole one of my cars before Christmas and collided with a stone bollard. I told them they could choose to take a punishment from me or face a report to the police for theft and damage. You can see what they chose." Mr Morrison was a bit excited now and his voice was husky.
On the screen they could see the man taking off his belt and start to beat the guys. The force was rather limited. Colin could see that, but even though the sound was bad they could hear the boys howling and begging the man to stop.
"But why did you put plugs into their bums?" Colin was really curious.
"Well, I wanted to test if they were as macho as they pretended to be. The one on the left howled as if he was being killed when I put in a quite small butt plug, but the other one just grinned. He has had bigger items in his arse before so I had to give him a bigger one." Both Colin and Chris could see that Mr Morrison became more and more excited while telling the story.
"I would like to try that one day," Colin suddenly said. "I have seen guys in porn chained to lorry tyres. It looks exciting."
"Why not try it now? I can chain you up and even make your butt glow if you want to try. You have done this before, Chris. I guess you will join young Colin here and show him how hard a footballer you are, eh?" The man gently punched the tall, thin guy's shoulder.
"But I hate the belt you know. Couldn't sit for days after you filmed me last time," Chris was straightforward with his answer.
"Okay, I'll forget about my belt then. Look here, chose your `weapons' yourself." Mr Morrison opened a tool cabinet on the wall. Beside tools for car repair there were different whips and tawses and even butt plugs and didos, and a huge strap-on. "Quite a collection for a quiet village driving instructor," Colin thought, handling a traditional school tawse over to the man, while Chris selected a rather innocent-looking cock whip.
"I guess a teacher is familiar with the tawse." Colin grinned.
Adam did not answer but went on, "Choose your butt plugs then." The man loved the situation, letting the young men choose their own punishment.
"I don't want a plug. I want your cock, and I want it deep and hard," Colin was horny and direct now. "No more games," he thought.
"You know what you're asking for?" The man pulled down his overall and showed off a boner that made Colin swallow twice. The seventy year old man presented a 12 inch (30 cm) cock, all thick and veiny from cockhead to root. He gave the cock some jerks as if to frighten the younger.
"I'll take it if you prepare me properly." Colin touched the instructor's cock with his small hand, but found it impossible to get his fingers around it all.
"I'll prepare you all right. Now undress, both of you, and walk up to the hose," the man pointed at the corner.
The boys undressed quickly. Colin was already naked under his overall, and Chris stripped his tiny black underpants off. Two very different guys stood in front of the man : one small and looking younger than his real age with a small rock hard erection, the other thin and tall, showing a boner almost double the size of Colin's, with a wild black bush around it.
"Bend over! Open your tight arse!" The now naked man put the tip of the hose into Colin's arse. "Tell me when you have got enough inside." Colin hated enemas, but did not protest. Chris got the same treatment. "Now off to the bathroom and hurry back. I'll wait with the chains."
The boys would normally have been very embarrassed sharing a toilet, but in this situation they just grinned and emptied. "The old man is a jerk, but he doesn't give you a bill for your lessons after this. I've paid for twenty lessons with sex. I don't mind sucking him, but he's never gonna fuck me, never!" Chris told Colin, and himself, while hurrying back to the garage.
All chained up, side by side, on the two huge lorry tyres, Mr Morrison started to caress the boys' backs and buttocks. He even used his fingers to open their arse cheeks and lightly touch the puckered holes, the one all hairless with hard hairless balls below, the other dark hairy inside his crack, and low-hanging almost brown balls.
Adam Morrison spat in Chris' arse, licked a medium-sized dildo and pushed it inside him. The boy screamed at first but purred like a cat when the man set the button for the vibrating function.
Spitting on his fingers again, he pushed one finger, and then two, into Colin's arse without warning. He found his love knot without problems and smiled when he saw the clear liquid dripping from Colin's cock. This sight made the man even hornier. He reached for the tawse and wrapped it around his fist. The sound in the air before the leather landed on Colin's bum was frightening, but made Colin ready for taking it like a man.
The first stroke marked both Colin's buttocks. The second stroke marked his upper legs. After five strokes without a sound from Colin, the man checked his skin and even his stiff cock. He then gave the crying and shouting Chris the same treatment with the cock whip after pulling his dildo out.
"Please stop. Please stop!" Chris shouted.
"Okay, but you accepted my terms!" Adam did stop, but went back to Colin. "Nod if you want more." Colin nodded; the result was five new strokes. Again the strokes landed just across the bum as most of the first one did. Colin's legs shook, but the only noise was from the tawse. The boy's bum, lower back and upper legs were all quite red now, but his cock produced pre-cum as if he was about to cum.
Mr Morrison unchained Chris and turned the now flaccid boy around. He went down on his knees and sucked the youngster who very quickly became fully erect again. "Now open Colin for me, Chris. Push your tool into him. You are both wet enough."
"But I have neverÉ"Chris protested. "Shut up, stop behaving like a kid. Fuck your mate here for God's sake. He is horny as hell. Go on. His arse is better than any cunt you have struggled to get your man-cock into," Adam ordered.
Chris spat in his hand, lubricated his cock, pushed back his foreskin and placed the cockhead at Colin's entrance. Colin did his stunt, opened his arsehole and pushed back before Chris managed to think. It was Chris that moaned when his cock was all of a sudden inside Colin.
"Now fuck him, boy. Let me see how you perform when you do what straight youngsters sometimes think about when they wank night after night. Think about how many mates you have wanted to suck and fuck, Chris. The whole football team you told me once." Adam had fingers inside Chris now when the tall boy fucked Colin like a mad man. He was the one that kept the speed up. With his other hand he both wanked himself and used his fingers to collect Colin's pre-cum. The dirty talk and the action was too much for Chris who started to empty himself inside Colin. Volley after volley of cum filled the youngster's arse, but Chris' cock had been too thin to give Colin full pleasure.
"Give me your cock now, sir. Please sir. Fuck me for real now, and do it hard," Colin begged, still in chains. The man was on his knees using his lips and tongue to collect Chris' spunk dripping out of Colin's arsehole. Most of the juice he swallowed with joy, but some he used to lubricate his own 12 inch (30 cm) erection.
The old instructor grabbed a tube of KY jelly and used it to coat his blood-filled cock, thankful to have taken one of his blue pills a short time earlier. Then he gave the chained boy's hole a large dollop of jelly. He placed his huge weapon just outside Colin's opening. Colin tried the same tactic from the earlier penetration, but in vain. He was not open enough to take `the beast'.
"Don't be so slow, sir. You can better than this," Colin spoke through gritted teeth. The pain was heavy when Mr Morrison very slowly penetrated his young driving student's hole. And the man didn't hurry. He went on with his slow movements. Again Colin tried to push onto the cock, but he was not able to do it. This man's monster had reached the limit of the young lad's arsehole.
The man held a small box up to Colin's nose. Colin turned his head away quickly. "No drugs for me, never," he said sneering.
"It's not drugs. It's just some painkiller, nitrous oxide," the man continued, "but your choice, kid." He threw the box away and at the same time rammed his cock the last few centimetres into the lad. Colin howled.
"Yes, yes, hold it there, just hold it a little. It's great now. I have to piss and I have toÉ" Colin was sweating as the man pressed against him.
"It was like a pole inside me. With you and Kasim it can be hard when your cockheads burst inside me, but then when the head is inside the pain turns to pleasure," Colin said to Bill when they were in bed that evening. "But this dick had the same size from the head to his balls. The cockhead was in a way smaller the shaft. Never seen a cock like that."
Mr Morrison started to move with long and heavy strokes. "Yes sir, do it like that. I'm so filled up, I have toÉ oh, I cumming sir, I'm cumming!" Colin was sending his spunk all over the black rubber tyre. It dripped all the way down to the stone floor. "Sorry sir, sorry. I couldn't hold back any longer, I couldn't." He nearly cried when the man continued his fucking.
"Release Colin's hands from the chains, Chris. And bend forward, Colin. Hold onto the tyres with your hands. Give me better access. You can take more, son?" Adams voice was softer now. Colin nodded and smiled. He felt comfortable now and wanted the man to go on.
Adam fucked Colin for all of twenty minutes or more. The boy whined and moaned when the huge tool went on with the job.
"I guess his spear softened a little after a while," Colin said to Bill in bed. "But then I felt the man start to breath right in my ear and his cock was growing again, and filled me, but with pleasure now. Just pleasure."
Colin realised that Chris was sucking his dripping cock now, and then he felt that the man was about to cum. Adam's ejaculation was felt by the whole of his young body. The man rammed his cock into him, and Colin started to spunk again. The old man was like a tiger now using his nails on Colin's chest and nipples and he did not stop his fucking even after he had filled up the boy with his spunk.
The boy exploded inside Chris's mouth, again and again. And then the strange thing happened. Seconds later he had another orgasm, and then a third one. It was as if the spasms never stopped even if he was nearly empty now. Then he felt that he was pissing. Not in a long stream, but like his white eruptions. Colin managed to stop, but Chris was quite soaked from Colin's juices.
"I have had a cumming like that once before," Colin said to Bill, "and it is like heaven and hell at the same time. But it was crazy, crazy. I remember that Mr Morrison and Chris helped me to the locker room and laid me on a bench. I have no clear memories before Adam gave me water to drink. The lukewarm shower and Chris' hands all around me was a very happy end to the garage visit though." Colin spoke slowly with his eyes closed.
"You are a bit red, and a bit swollen," Bill said. "But you are stiff again and you made me horny as well." Bill kissed the boy he loved so much before the pair drifted off to sleep.
"Did you pay the bill for the lessons?" Bill asked Colin the next morning.
"Mr Morrison never gave me a bill," Colin looked up from his second bowl of cereal.
"Then I'll go over to him later on and pay. I don't want you to be any debt to that man. Then he has you in his net. I know all about that. Now eat your eggs and bacon while they're hot." Colin saw that Bill was not to be questioned any further just now. Bill rose and gave Colin a kiss on his forehead.
To be continued