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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 49
"You look sexy tonight Daddy, really sexy. It's not often I see you in denim, and you smell heavenly." Colin put his nose close up to Bill's throat, sniffed and then kissed him on his cheek. The lift to the upper floor in the Amsterdam hotel had mirrors all around. Colin, who loved to show off, felt very comfortable, but Bill was not always so happy with what he saw in close up mirrors.
"Have you ever fantasised about being totally naked in a lift, riding up and down, and shocking people coming in? Or even being fucked in a lift?" Colin grabbed his dad's bulge and grinned.
"You are unbelievable." Bill rolled his eyes. "Maybe I should ask Reynard for a cock cage for you tonight."
"It must be one that matches my dog collar then." Colin tugged the collar Bill had bought for him in black leather and tiny shining stones. As well as the collar Colin had the diamonds from Reynard. They were clearly visible under his see-through body-coloured top. With the very short black lacquer jacket, tight black trousers and ankle boots, Colin looked stunning.
"I'll have to keep you on a rope tonight son, or I will lose you out there." Bill looked out of the huge windows on the top floor of Mr Reynard's hotel. "You can see the Royal Palace over there." Bill pointed out, being very serious.
"And the sex museum over there." Colin pointed at the harbour area.
"How do you know about that?" Bill knew this was Colin's first visit to Holland.
"Kenny's rugby team went to Amsterdam in the autumn, and of course their goal was the red light district. There's always some storytelling when the team has their beer nights, you know." Colin grinned.
"You go to the rugby club?" Bill was surprised.
"Aye, from time to time. The team looks upon me as their mascot, I think. Old-fashioned piss drain there too." Colin was not in the mood for serious culture tonight. The possibility of experiencing some gay places and meeting Jo again made him constantly stiff.
"You can't turn up for Reynard's dinner with a boner like that." Bill looked at the very visible bulge in Colin's tight jeans.
"It's your fault. You didn't want to fuck me before we left the hotel remember," Colin said as he adjusted his stiffy.
"Didn't you get stuffed enough earlier today?" Bill asked as he knocked the door.
"That just gave me a taste for more." Colin pinched his dad's buttock.
"Good to see you, mon ami." Young Pierre, Mr Reynard's personal assistant, welcomed Colin with kisses and hugs before he gave Bill his hand. The young guy, formerly a dancer, make-up artist and now Mr Reynard's `slave', was dressed in his white toga-like servant dress. He went in front of the guests into the suite. Bill had to admire the effeminate boy's beautiful nude buttocks which were visible, but was disturbed by the boy's red marks. Colin pinched his dad's buttock again.
"Welcome to my Dutch shelter, garons. Make yourself comfortable. Pierre will take your jackets." The well-dressed man pointed Bill to the sofa.
"Pierre has arranged a table for us and I've ordered a light supper. I heard that you have plans for tonight so we've kept it informal. Please sit by me, mon cheri." Mr Reynard put an arm around Colin's shoulder. Pierre was suddenly there with champagne. When Colin looked closely he saw that his French friend had a cock cage on, just covered by a tight jock. As always, Pierre had a sort of sad expression, both disturbing and very sensual. Bill had to admit to himself that this boy, very different from Colin, made his own cock grow inside his tight denims.
"A la votre!" Mr Reynard lifted his glass. "Love to have you here. How was your first real, emÉmovie experience, Colin?"
"I loved it, every second of it, and I forgot everybody around, except for my daddy." Colin smiled at Bill.
"What do you mean?" Bill was curious.
"When the black man, when Jo," Colin corrected himself, "fucked me, I wished it was you."
"You wished you made porn with me?" Bill blushed.
"Yes, your body - and especially your cock - is the best." Colin found Bill's eyes. Bill was blushing even more. "People should see your stunning body, Daddy. No need for you to be shy." Bill wondered what his young Colin was up to? Why was he expressing his love just in front of Reynard? Colin had felt all day that Bill was jealous, and he wanted to give his dear dad attention. He also wanted to give attention to Pierre, a boy he felt very sorry for.
"You asked me to style your hair, Colin? Will that be okay now, sir?" Pierre almost bowed when he questioned his `master'.
"It will be fine," Reynard used his hand and tousled Colin's dry hair that really needed some styling after the nap and the shower.
The youngsters went off to the luxurious bathroom. Just inside the door Colin hugged Pierre very tightly and gave him his lips in a long lasting kiss. Their tongues worked like small worms inside the hot mouths. "I'm really happy that you are here. A surprise," Colin said as sat down to be served. But before Pierre had started on his hair he put a hand between Pierre's legs. "Still this caging business, love," Colin saw Pierre turning pink. "And your bum is red too."
"Oui, but I'm so `appy," Pierre was not so good in English. "Monsieur Reynard fucked me today. Many months since last time he managed. "He warmed me with his belt first, as you have guessed, but when he saw you getting fucked by that black stallion, he was harder than he has been for weeks," Pierre stammered.
"Saw me? He has a tape already?" Colin grinned.
"He watched it twice this afternoon. It's hot, Colin. Hot, but I was not to tell you. Please don't say anything or my back will be more than red." Pierre was nearly finished with Colin's hair.
"Don't be afraid Pierre, but wait here a moment." Colin left the room and went up behind Reynard, bent down, used his lips on the man's earlobe, then kissed his face and rubbed his chest with his one hand. "Je comprends, je comprends. Upper left drawer." Reynard smiled at the boy.
"You have given him a lot of freedom! Liberte! " Reynard looked at Bill.
"Yes, my son is his own master." Bill was very happy that this was true.
"How many videos a year you said?" Bill was back to the contract.
"Four a year, for two years, but just an option, both parties must agree in advance of every shooting, both about the scenario and the remuneration," Reynard answered. "Two years is a long time. Most models like Colin `die' in two years. New faces, new bodies, new stylesÉColin will get a guarantee though, no public sale."
Colin hurried back to the bathroom and opened the left drawer. The key was there, the key to Pierre's cock cage. The cage came off in seconds, and Colin put the growing thin, but long, red marked cock into his mouth. Pierre started to empty his balls almost before Colin had his cock inside his mouth, but Colin remembered that this was the way he spunked. "Probably a result of the year long caging," Colin thought. Colin licked and swallowed until the stream stopped.
"We have to go back." Pierre finished the creaming of Colin's hair, put some gloss on his lips, and put his own cage-free cock, still stiff, back inside the tiny and very sexy thong.
When Colin returned to the sofa, he sat down on Reynard's knees. The man gave him his whole lap and closed his arms around him. Colin turned his head and kissed him, a wet kiss. If the man had ever tasted his young slave's spunk, he would have felt that Colin's mouth had been filled with it minutes ago.
"Daddy, you look a bit stressed. Relax now. You can finish the business stuff tomorrow, can't you? Why don't you give my dad some massage, Pierre? I'm sure your boss wouldn't object." Colin smiled at Reynard again, a smile that melted every grown up man, not only in the gay world. That had been Bill's comment about the boy's smile many years ago.
Reynard just smiled and pulled Colin even closer. Pierre went behind Bill, sitting just opposite to Reynard and Colin. Bill closed his eyes when Pierre started to massage his neck and his shoulders.
"Please take off your shirt, sir. I'll find some relaxing oils for you," Pierre whispered.
"You strip me, honey." Bill's voice was husky. Colin was happy that his plan worked. Bill showed off his tanned, muscular upper body. It was obvious that Chit, Bill's masseur at home, had trimmed his body hair. Colin found him super sexy.
Pierre worked close to Bill. He put oil on his back, his front and his arms. When he started to manipulate Bill's nipples, not only his tits went erect. Bill did nothing to hide his erection.
Colin recognised that Reynard was staring at Bill, and he heard that Reynard's breathing was shorter. He even felt that the nearly impotent man had a growing cock underneath his bum. Reynard, the French voyeur, loved to observe Pierre who used his warm hands to soothe Bill's body. Colin loved it too, and when Reynard opened Colin's fly and found his stiff dick, Colin was very uncertain about what to do.
"We are just going to have dinner and then meet Jo for a hot night in the city," Colin thought. "But Daddy loves this." Reynard licked Colin's neck while he used just the tip of one finger to polish Colin's naked cockhead.
"You love Pierre's massage, Daddy?" Colin asked.
"Yes I do, yes I do," Bill was far away.
"You want him to strip for you? "Colin went on.
"Yes, yes please," Bill undressed Pierre both from his toga and his thong. The naked former dancer was white-skinned and smooth and had a dripping erection.
"You want to taste his milk, Dad?" Colin had trouble speaking because Reynard was squeezing his balls.
"Yes, yes," Bill's voice was husky. Pierre moved in front of Bill very quickly and gave him his cock. And like in the bathroom he started to send spunk into Bill's mouth after just a few seconds. Bill swallowed every drop.
Suddenly a loud knock was heard on the door. "Entrez, s'il-vous-pla"t," Reynard answered, but did not take his hands from Colin's cock.
Two servants were entering the room with trolleys. "Dinner is served, gentlemen." Reynard woke as if from trance. "You serve, Pierre, just stay naked. Suits you well. Don't you think that, Bill?" Pierre went red, but smiled.
Bill and Colin managed to get properly dressed for dinner very quickly, even if everybody could see that the unusual foreplay had produced visible bulges both inside Bill's and Colin's trousers.
"If you feel that the city is not quite what you have expected, please come back for a nightcap, or an early morning drink." Reynard followed the two to the door after a superb dinner with lots of wine. "Pierre would love that too," he looked at his young servant still working naked by the table.
"Would you have fucked Pierre in front of me Daddy, if we had not been interrupted?" Colin squeezed Bill's cock going down with the lift.
"If you had told me to, yes!" Bill answered.
When they entered the lobby, a well-dressed black man stood up and saluted them. Bill gave him his hand. This was in a way his first real meeting with Jo. Colin knew Jo better than any man in Amsterdam, so he greeted him with a high five as he did this morning. Jo answered him with the whitest smile you could dream of. Colin's recently squeezed balls gave signals to his body, and his cock went hard again at once. Bill was almost ashamed when he too felt his cock stiffen in front of his son's porn co-star.
"You look great, gentlemen. You have a private stylist orÉ?" Jo smiled. He was dressed all in tight black. His body was shirtless and he had a jacket without sleeves. His upper arms were sexy and so was his bum inside the tight jeans. His front was, as Colin said later, "an advertisement for his jobs in the dark corners of the old Dutch city."
"Please give me a few seconds," Colin said. "I have to piss before we leave, too much wine." He hurried to the lobby toilet.
Bill gave Jo an envelope. "Be our host tonight, Jo, and tell me when you need more. I prefer to use cash in the bars." Bill was close to the black stallion.
"Any special wishes sir?" Jo whispered.
"Just make it a hot night for us," Bill answered. "No drugs though."
"I'm all clean, sir. Never into drugs. As a nurse I'm checked every week," Jo smiled. "Sex?"
"Isn't that what gay Amsterdam is all about?" Bill took a solid grip on Jo's upper arm.
"All the way?" Jo checked his customer.
"If you feel for it," Bill blushed when he heard his own answer. Jo just grinned.
"And your son?" Jo looked at young Colin crossing the room in his stunning outfit.
"The kid is his own master," Bill said. "But put a leash on him if he turns too wild."
"Who is the one to be wild, dad?" Colin thumped Bill's shoulder.
"Kerkstraat," Jo gave the short message to the taxi driver. Colin knew the area from the Internet, but for once he sat quite relaxed in the backseat of the luxurious private taxi ordered by Mr Reynard. He saw that the driver was looking in his rear view mirror, and the boy, in a teasing mood for the night, gave him a little show when he zipped down Bill and put his one hand inside his trousers. At the same time he winked at the driver who suddenly put his eyes on the traffic only. Bill did not say a word, but Colin felt his Daddy's cock hard as ever before.
"I want to take you to one of the older gay bars in Amsterdam." Jo said when they left the taxi. "Most of the customers are mature but we bring our own eye candy, don't we?" Jo touched Bill's arm.
"Why are all these guys standing outside the door?" Colin was a bit confused.
"No smoking inside most of the bars these days," Jo answered.
"But I've heard that taking a joint over here is still legal," Colin went on.
"You're right, but in special bars now, and most bars are tobacco free." Jo replied as he followed the young man through the crowd.
"Good for me," Colin expressed, "since I 'm just a kid! " Colin grinned and Jo responded by squeezing his arse cheek.
"Stay low, baby. Any man here would fuck you senseless if you gave permission." Colin felt hands other than Jo's touching him while passing through the crowd, but he loved it.
The bar was not at all special, but Colin did like the bartenders, who were shirtless and wearing thongs only, but with money belts covering their fronts. "They must be aged around twenty," Colin thought. "Would be a great job for Kenny." Bill saw that many of the customers welcomed Jo, and many of them were looking curiously at Colin.
"Beer for the grown ups, and cider for the baby," Jo was teasing as he placed the order. Colin loved it. They got their drinks and found room at the bar counter. Colin even got a very broad smile from the serving guy, and he found it very funny when the barman winked at Jo who had put a protective arm around the young man's shoulder.
Most of the customers were in the forties or older, but Colin looked at two youngsters his own size and age. They seemed to walk around together chatting with many of the older customers. They were dressed in tight low-cut denim jeans and very short tops showing their hard and clean bellies.
"What are these guys up to?" Colin whispered to Jo. "Are they rent boys?"
"Could be. Guess they are paid to be here, as many older customers love youngsters around you know." Jo grinned and gave Colin's bum a light spank.
"Paid?" Colin was curious.
"Yeah, free drinks and some money from the customers, and sometimes they are paid to put on a show too. Wait and see. Still a bit early." Jo was teasing the youngster whom he pretty well understood was horny and wanted action.
Jo wanted to wait with the action until the next stop, but he had a rising hard-on himself, because Bill now had one hand inside his trousers and teased his crack. Jo tried to open up, but Bill just manipulated his outer hole. "Always commando, buddy?" Bill asked him.
"Makes it easier, don't you think?" Jo was very close to Bill and bit his earlobe. Bill answered by letting one fingertip enter the black man's arsehole.
"Another beer, gentlemen?" The barman was one huge smile, but his eyes were on Colin only.
"Yes please, and some vodka shots as well," said Bill. Colin did not believe his Dad's words. Colin was very warm. He took off his black laquer jacket and placed it on one of the hooks by the bar. In his see-through skin-coloured top he looked shirtless. His new collar was glittering.
"Hot, young man? Anything else to drink?" The bartender put his hand on Colin's arm.
"I'm fine with my cider so far, thank you. My only wish is rather nasty. I would love to see you without the money belt. I'm sure that many others beside me would love that." Colin smiled his begging smile, and poor Bill nearly fainted.
"Only if you come behind the bar and pull it off. And it will cost you a repayment later tonight," the man said as he nearly lifted Colin over the counter.
Bill wanted to stop him, but Jo put his hand on his arm. "Let the boy play. It's just fun, and you can see that he loves it." Jo had an arm around Bill's waist.
The barman gave Colin full access by turning his naked, very round butt to Colin. He also spread his legs a little. Colin could have knelt and used his tongue on him there and then, but with Bill and Jo, and about twenty other guys around, he behaved wisely. Very slowly he opened the belt and let it drop carefully. The barkeeper, a stallion-like guy, much taller than Colin, took the belt and placed in beneath the bar. He was only wearing a glossy red thong now. Some of the men in the bar whistled. Jo was one of them. The man displayed a heavy bulge. His half-hard cock was clearly visible. Colin's actions had affected him too.
The barman turned to Colin, placed his hands on his shoulders and pushed him down. Then he took the young man's head and very firmly pulled him against his crotch and held him there. He smelled of a heavenly body, Colin told Bill afterwards. The audience saw that the smiling barkeeper was about to end the small show, but Colin had another idea. He took both of his hands and placed them around the man's buttocks, before he opened his mouth and started to suck and lick the stiffening cock through the silk thong. The barkeeper replaced his hands on Colin's head and pushed his hips forward. Probably by an accident, his now fully erect cock escaped from the side of the thong and was met by Colin's sucking lips. Colin used one hand and pulled the man's thong fully aside. His boner was taken care of by Colin who let the barman, with closed eyes, mouth-fuck him quite deeply.
The other guy behind the bar patted his colleague's shoulder, and handed him the money belt. The signal was very clear, this part of the show was over. Colin rose, and was met by a wet and hot kiss, before the man lifted Colin up on the bar counter and down over the other side, helped by Jo. When the barman replaced his thong and his money belt some of the customers in the bar booed. They wanted more.
"You need another drink now, I think." The barkeeper gave Colin a glass of sparkling wine. "On the house. Sorry that my boyfriend became jealous." The man grinned and looked at his colleague behind the bar. The man grinned back and went up to the first and gave him a spank on his naked butt.
"That was hot, Colin. He was about to throat-fuck you," Jo whispered. "I have never seen this guy as aroused before even when he has been paid to serve naked from time to time."
"Fully naked?" Colin was close to Jo who teased him all over his backside.
"Yeah. They close the bar to the public sometimes, and pay the barkeepers for a small show. No fucking, just some hot nudity."
"What's behind those split curtains?" Colin asked.
"Just take a look. Maybe you should take your diamonds off first, a bit dark in there." Colin gave his necklace to his daddy.
"Take it easy, baby." Bill kissed Colin's warm lips.
"And you too, daddy." Colin smiled back.
Bill tried to be serious. "Be careful what you say to your old man, son, or I'll ask Jo here to spank you. That could be a nice show for the hungry men around here, but not so nice for you eh..?"
"We can arrange a spanking later on," Jo said when Colin left for the inner room.
"As a part of a play, yes, and Colin can take that, but let him relax now. He's been through a lot of stress with this first real movie. Thanks to you it's been a very good day for him." Bill turned to Jo who met his wet lips. The two kissed deeply and when Bill slid both hands inside Jo's low jeans he felt the pornstar's huge cock docking his own waiting boner.
"Another beer, and some more shots, please." Bill smiled at the barkeeper.
"Do you think you could take a look inside, and see what the young man is up to?" Bill looked at Jo after the second round.
Jo was back smiling after a very short time. "He's the star of the teasing cage," Jo grinned.
"Teasing cage?" Bill rolled his eyes.
"Yes, a small room with peepholes where onlookers can get a view of what's going on, and even put in some money if they have special requests."
"And Colin has stripped or what?" Bill shook his head.
"No, he is fully dressed, but I guess he has given his audience some nice looks, and earned some money." Jo smiled. "All the three boys were in there now, but Colin is coming back here. I don't think he wants to put on a performance when he can't see his audience."
A smiling Colin was back at the bar, and placed a ten Euro note on the bar. "Please give the gentlemen another round," he said. "I have no working license here so I better call this money a gift."
"A gift for what?" Bill asked, feeling a bit worried.
"A handsome older man asked me to put my little dick through a peephole so that he could suck me `to heaven' he said." Colin looked at Bill with smiling eyes.
"And you did it, of course." Bill was a bit uncertain.
"Of course I did," Colin's voice was teasing, "Easily earned money and I was horny as hell. You never turned up in there, Daddy. I waited for you, but you are too busy finger-fucking our beautiful guide I see." Colin pretended to be jealous and pouted, but loved that his dad and Jo were having a good time together. Colin was sure it would be his turn soon.
"Daddy, I'm not a kid anymore. Of course I didn't give my cock to a stranger just like that. But I need some cock to play with you now. Just to be an onlooker is not my style, you know." Colin placed himself between Bill and Jo, and kneeled with his back to the counter. "Move those high stools guys and give me access here." Colin took command now.
Jo looked at Bill and smiled. "Just let him. The guys around here have seen daddies been sucked nearly in public before."
Colin unzipped his dad and found his half-hard and very wet cock. Without any more foreplay he pulled his foreskin back and found his huge glans. With two fingers he squeezed the cockhead and used the tip of his tongue to nearly penetrate Bill's piss-slit. Bill's 9.5 inch (24 cm) beauty of a cock grew to full erection before Colin started with his lips.
"Wow, what a beauty. I knew Colin was used to a stallion's cock," Jo whispered in Bill's ear. "Will you use it inside me later tonight?"
"If you want it, I will!" Bill answered. Jo gave Bill a hot kiss and with one hand he forced Colin's head down on Bill's cock. The men around knew what was going on, but they also understood the rules, `watch with pleasure, but wait for an invitation before trying to participate.'
Colin had practiced deep-throating with Kenny in the last few weeks, and could now take huge cocks balls-deep without convulsing. To Bill's surprise Colin took the huge cock all the way. But the tears were visible. Then Colin went on with the sucking and licking that nobody could do better. When he then again swallowed Bill's huge weapon, Bill was about to cum already. "You have to stop, baby. I want to keep my spunk for you later. Give Jo a suck, darling. His cock is almost bursting through his trousers."
The boy smiled at Jo and tried to unzip him, but it was difficult. Jo lifted his butt from the chair and Colin pulled down the black man's tight trousers. There were some rumblings among the nearest guests when Jo's cock became visible. Even the two barkeepers had eyes on what was going on the other side of the counter. Colin licked Jo's dripping pre-cum and played with it before he started to suck the huge weapon. Colin had to compare Jo's cock with Bill's and with his stage friend Kasim's. "A combination of those cocks," Colin told his room-mate Kenny when back to Campus, "But your body is the greatest," he told his 20 year old buddy later on.
Jo was less shy than Bill had been, and let the guys around see Colin working on his black supercock. He also tried to throat-fuck the boy, but Colin was not ready for that now. Instead he nearly bit Jo's cockhead with his hard lips while he used both hands to squeeze Jo's nipples. Colin felt that Jo was about to cum.
Suddenly there were some movement in the room. Nearly everybody around them went off into the inner room of the bar. "Probably a show going on," Jo said as he put his stallion cock inside his trousers. Colin followed the two rather disappointed at the sudden end to his fun, but the action on the stage in the inner room was hot enough to cheer him up. The room was like an old bathroom and quite crowded with about 40 men squeezed inside.
On the top of what looked like an old washing machine two men held one nude teenager down on his back. The teenager's legs were up in the air, well spread, and his arse open for all to see. The hairless boy was a beauty, even Colin had to admit that. He was wanking his stiff cock, a cock Colin had seen in the teasing cage. Both the guys were quite well hung with 6.5-7 inch (15-16 cm) dicks with just a little trimmed pubic hair and hard balls. The other boy was naked too and he was trying to penetrate the one that lay on his back. When he rammed his stiff cock inside him, the first boy yelled as if he was badly hurt. One of the men who was holding him put a popper under his nose. He sniffed eagerly. The same happened again and again.
"Nitrous oxide," Jo whispered to Colin. When Colin looked around the room, he saw that nearly all the men were squeezing their bulges or wanking their cocks. Colin left the room. A glimpse of Jo and Bill told him that they were more occupied with each other's bulges and bums than the teens fucking on the washing machine.
"I'm wondering about the repayment." Colin put his elbows on the bar counter looking straight and smiling at the barkeeper he had sucked shortly after they arrived. The barman looked at his colleague, then back at Colin.
"Come with me, kiddo" he said, and went in front of the young man to a door behind the shelf filled with liquor. Colin went warm in his whole body when he heard the nickname kiddo. He could feel the smell and see the open face of his very close buddy at home.
"May I undress you, love? I really want to see you naked. I saw you on the security cam inside the cage. You are a small gunner, aren't you? He stripped Colin before he could answer. The man lifted him and placed him on a stack of boxes. He took care of Colin's cock with a professional mouth.
After all this waiting, Colin was in heaven. "Yes. Yes, please squeeze my nipples," he cried when the man used his fingernails on him. "Bite my balls, hurt me a little, let me cum. Let me cum, please let me cum. Please squeeze my cock. Yeah, take my balls inside your mouth. I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Colin was like crazy. Moments later, he gasped and sent the first of several large blasts of cum into the barkeeper's mouth. The man swallowed every drop and then licked Colin's cock clean.
Colin fell down on his knees and wanted to return the blowjob. The barman, just in his jock seemed ashamed. His spunk was dripping through the fabric down on to the brick floor. He was wet as if he had pissed himself out. "I couldn't wait kiddo, I couldn't wait," was all he said. "Dress quickly and get back to your company before they wonder where you are. If you ever want a jobÉ?" He kissed Colin, who knew the taste of his own spunk.
"What happened to Colin?" Bill looked at Jo. The boys had finished their show and were naked collecting their fee. Jo gave them a ten Euro note and then followed Bill to the bar area.
Colin was sitting on a high stool with a drink, grinning. "Had a nice time, guys?" The cheeky young one raised his glass.
"Be careful honey, or your bum will be red tonight," Bill grinned back.
"Grab your jackets, guys. Next stop is just around the corner," Jo waved to the smiling barmen. The three went out into the cool Amsterdam night.
Another world met them when they entered the strip club. The music was like a disco from the seventies, and the glamour factor was like a whorehouse from the old German movies.
"It's not an ordinary strip club," Jo said. "Everybody can go on stage here and participate. I work here from time to time, just as a sort of teaser to get the show running."
There were some men, mostly very young, on the stage. Nobody fully nude, but the underwear was of the very sexy type. Mirrors, poles and curtains - everything you could imagine. Colin had a huge smile. He wanted to put on a show here if Bill allowed him. On the floor around the stage there were already a lot of people, young and old, even two or three girls. Some were sitting, but many danced or just stood in front of the guys on stage.
Jo guided them to a table with three young men dressed only in golden high-cut shorts. "Please meet Jim, Johnny and Jacco," Jo said. "They will be our hosts tonight, Bill. Tell them what you would like to drink. If you allow me, I will take care of Colin for a while. You will see us back very soon." Colin followed behind the huge black man who seemed to be very familiar with this place.
They went into a sort of dressing room behind the stage. The room was full of equipment and clothes and some huge brightly lit mirrors. Just now the room was empty, but it gave access to the stage through a back curtain. The only furniture was three well-used leather couches.
"Will you fuck me now, Jo? I'm so horny after the bar visit, and I must piss too." Colin had put his hands inside the man's t-shirt and found his nipples.
"Piss in there." Jo pointed to a toilet in the corner of the room, only screened by a half-closed curtain.
Colin went over, pulled his stiff cock out and tried to piss. "Please help me Jo, or I will spray it all over the place." Colin grinned, wanking his stiff cock.
"Okay love, I'll help you." Jo went over and kneeled in font of the boy. "Piss in my mouth, but do it quickly. The boss wants us on stage very fast. It's very crowded and no other professionals are here tonight. He wants someone to put on a show before he opens for free entrance to the club.
Colin was very surprised, but he really had to piss and put his cock inside Jo's waiting mouth. He tried to do it slowly, in a way quite natural with a stiff cock. Jo took every drop and even licked Colin's cockhead when he was finished. "Thank you friend. Wish you could take my white juice as well," Colin said as he was about to pull up his trousers.
"We need to change trousers," Jo said. "You may use your own thong, but put these on." He gave Colin some tight black silk boxers and then some tight Velcro jeans. You can strip them off easy because they have no buttons or zippers. Take off your top, stay shirtless and barefoot, but keep your sexy lacquer jacket on." Jo gave orders while he changed into similar clothes himself.
"But I can't dance and I can't strip." Colin hesitated, but was very aroused when he saw the huge boner Jo tried to cover under his clothes.
"Just follow me, baby. You will do a perfect job. The people out there will love you."
"Are we allowed to go fully naked?" Colin asked.
"Well, officially naked boners are not allowed, but nobody will care what you do. You are a guest." Jo grinned, "And officially there should be no real sex on stage, but you know even a president has declared that sucking off isn't sex, so we run the show as we like. But I'm not going to fuck you out there in front on the audience if that's what you're afraid of."
"Not afraid of, I hoped for it," Colin grinned back.
"Okay baby, we'll do it like a game. I set the scene, you follow and do the same, okay. You are the best," Jo hugged the boy who he saw was a bit nervous, then he gave him a deep, a very deep and wet kiss. Colin nearly fainted.
"Chose one person out there to play for. Makes you sexier. Oh, the light on stage is horrible but try to ignore it." Jo was like an instructor for the youngster.
Bill could see that Colin was a bit uncertain when he first entered the stage. His movements were not as free as when performing for him at home.
"Please take a break." Bill very gently pushed the head of the youngster kneeling between his legs, sucking and licking on his dripping cock. "I have to see my son on stage now." The two other boys stopped their handwork on Bill's upper body as well but stayed very close, one placed himself in Bill's lap with his arm around his neck.
Bill suddenly had a very bad conscience sitting there being treated by three sexy rent-boys while his son was up there among strangers. In a sudden fatherly care he had only one wish in his head - to take the boy, go home and make love to him. But then Colin's eyes met his, Colin's smiling eyes. The boy was having fun, real fun up there. Bill relaxed, took the head of the boy sitting on the floor, and pushed his hard cock into his mouth again.
Jo stripped, and so did Colin. When Colin ripped his trousers off the public whistled. And when he lowered his boxers with his back to the public and then bent forward, there was a loud ovation. Dressed only in his tight thong, Colin turned around and showed off his stiff cock. He was sweating and shining and there was no doubt who was the star of the stage. Bill was certain that Jo held back a little just to give Colin credit. Bill was very attracted to the very pleasant porn-star and stripper.
Jo started, wearing only a thong as well, to make a small show on the pole. His heavy body was hot, but not elegant. Then the waiting Colin went to the other pole and he did a show as if he was a professional pole-dancer. Bill had heard Colin tell about how he had worked on the pole in Roland's room at campus. Roland and the other `queens' used the pole with great skill, and the muscular Colin became very good as he learned the techniques.
Jo was looking at him with an open mouth. Colin fucked the pole and he fucked the public, he made Jo invisible for a moment. "I must tell Reynard to put a pole-show into Colin's later shows," Bill thought.
"He's damn good," one of the boys whispered to Bill. "You're a lucky man."
"He's a rent boy?" The boy on the other side asked.
Bill laughed. "Yes, yes, he is. He is rented by me for life."
Jo went in action on stage. He got a chair and sat down. He pulled Colin into his lap, but the active Colin stood up and pushed his crotch close to Jo's mouth. Jo took the signal and started to lick his thong. Colin used his two hands and started to peel of his last item of clothing. When fully naked he used one hand to cover his cock. The stage manager who had been in the background covered the pair with a curtain, but the lights from behind made the curtain see-through. Everyone could see that Colin mouth-fucked his partner.
The light on stage was cut and when lit again Jo had his back to the audience with Colin kneeling in front. Colin used his hands to strip Jo very slowly from his last underwear. From where Bill sat, a little aside, he could see Jo presenting his huge erection, and he could see that Colin took the tip of his cock in his mouth. The light was cut again. Some of the public shouted for more. Bill thought the show was finished but after a short while the light was back on.
Colin was standing in the spotlight with his back to the pole, completely naked, except for the dog collar, with his hands covering his cock and balls. His sweating body was covered in glitter. "You want to see more of our young guest, Colin?" The stage manager shouted. A loud roar filled the room. Bill saw the professional performer in front of him now. He was just afraid that Colin would go too far.
To another roar from the public Colin pushed his hips forward, let his cock and balls free, and used two fingers to pull his foreskin all the way back. He put one finger on his glans to catch the pre-cum before putting his finger in his mouth and sucking on it. Not a sound was heard, just the sexy music. As if wakening up Colin went up in the pole again and repeated his show but this time fully naked. The movements allowed everyone the possibility to look at any place on the boy's beautiful body, even his closed love entrance.
Bill had to pull his cock from the kneeling boy's mouth. He did not want to use his spunk on rented company, even one as cute as the boy between his legs.
Colin ended his show walking up to a huge mirror. He made love to himself in front of the see-through mirror. He used his hands to caress himself, he squeezed his nipples and he kneaded his buttocks. Colin did not touch his cock but he pushed his erection close to the glass and left wet marks for everybody to see. Then the light cut down to nearly nothing and a young man playing with his cock left the stage.
"Take my load, Jo. I'm cumming! I'm cumming for God's sakeÉ" Colin was on the stairs leading down into the dressing room. The all nude Jo fell down on his knees, and managed to open his mouth before Colin started to send blast after blast of white cream into his waiting mouth. Colin ended his orgasm by pushing his dick as far into Jo's mouth and throat as possible and held it there. "May I finish my pissing?" Colin moaned. The black man nodded without pulling back. Colin closed his eyes and made the small yellow stream mix with the white cum inside. Jo took care of it all.
"May I suck your cock now, please?" Colin begged Jo, who still was sporting a semi-hard cock.
"You can suck my lollipop in the taxi. We are in a hurry to reach the final destination of our sightseeing tour," Jo replied with a grin. "Get dressed Colin, and join your Daddy. I have to make some arrangements before we leave."
"Did you like the show, guys?" Colin looked at the three boys around Bill. They applauded. "What you think Daddy?" Colin was around Bill's neck.
"I'll go home and mount a pole in the sitting room," Bill smiled and adjusted his crotch. "I think Chit, my masseur, would love that," he teased his son who tried to look offended.
The taxi brought them to the outskirts of the city. It was almost midnight and some of the streets were quite dark. Colin could see that they were in an old industrial area, even if he was very occupied with Jo's cock. The guide himself could hardly sit still when Colin teased Jo's piss-slit with his tongue. Bill watched the taxi-driver adjust his bulge. He himself was both excited and relaxed at the same time. Relaxed because Jo had the leadership, and excited because he looked forward to a hot fuck to end the day.
"What's the dress code tonight?" Bill asked.
"Nothing!" Jo answered. The taxi-driver grinned when the taxi stopped outside an old storehouse.
"You mean we will be all naked?" Bill needed some more to drink to be confident. He took a solid swig of the bottle Jo brought.
"It's a daddy-son event, or a master-slave event if you want to call it so. I hoped Colin would be a nice slave for some hours. It's also a cock-ring event, so to gain entrance we need cock-rings and boots only. For slaves, clothing is optional." Jo had brought a bag from the strip-club.
"I want to enslave you too, Jo." Bill surprised Colin with another solid swig.
"No problem, master." Jo bowed his head in front of Bill.
"I hope you have brought me something I can use on you," Bill said with a husky voice. "Colin got everything from you earlier today, and now I will feel your hot body." He took a very firm grip around Jo's half-hard cock before he emptied the bottle.
For once Colin found it best to stay calm. He saw his dad in a way he hadn't seen before, as a hunter and a master in an arena with a lot of manhood.
Jo paid for a key to a small cubicle where they could keep their clothes and their valuables. The room for changing smelled of basement, beer, piss and horny men, but apart from that it looked quite clean. The three were alone now, but from the rooms behind they both heard music, laughter and even some screams.
"Undress, baby." Jo looked at Colin. The boy was naked in seconds. Jo used his hands and gave him an erection again, before he bent down and licked him.
"No more fun for you just now," Jo said, and pulled a strange sort of belt from the bag.
"Hold the kid for me, master." Jo was into the slave role. He put a rubber ring around the base of Colin's cock and his ball-sack. "Not too tight. We don't want your young cock damaged." Jo gave the cock a light spank. Then he mounted a hard belt on the cock-ring. There was an opening in the belt to pull the cock and balls through. The belt had cuffs on each side and Colin's hands were locked into them. He could not reach his cock but he could move quite freely. Next Jo found two quite heavy metal clamps. With his fingers he pulled the boy's nipples forward and without mercy he placed the clamps on them. Colin screamed as the clamps both squeezed and pulled his nipples down.
"Stop shouting, boy, or we will have to gag you. You can take this!"
Bill wasn't sure how far he would let Jo go, but the black man ended his work by pulling chains through the clamps and then fastening the ends to the belt. Colin must behave. He was locked, but he could walk, and his cock and balls were for all but himself. He really was a slave. Bill ended by attaching a leash to the boy's collar. Bill did not like the tears in Colin's eyes.
"We're just acting, Colin dear," Bill whispered to his son. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of both of you before this night is gone." Colin turned and smiled. He had never heard his dad like this.
"So my huge black slave, you thought you would be a winner by locking up the young man, eh? I think I will you in bondage too, so you remember who your master is. Strip! I want you naked now, and I want you hard. Hard as wood. Understand?" Bill took a new grip around Jo's already stiff cock inside his tight trousers.
"Choose the equipment master," Jo said as opened the bag full of tools. Bill grabbed a leather cockring and mounted it around Jo's huge cock and balls; then he added a very tight ball-divider. Jo's cock was pointing upwards, but Bill was not satisfied. He found another cockring with a 1.5 inch (4 cm) steel rod attached. Bill licked the rod and put it inside Jo's piss-slit. Jo looked on almost in fear when Bill locked the metal-ring just behind his cockhead.
"No more leaking for a while, boy." Bill grinned. He put a leash in Jo's lower cockring. "But we must lock up your arse as well. I guess there are men who will examine you in there." He took a butt plug from the bag, a huge plug, not long, but shaped like a pear. "When I get this inside, you will keep it for a while I think. Spread your legs and put your hands on the floor." Bill found a tube of lubricating jelly and put some inside Jo's arsehole. Then he greased the metal butt plug and placed the tip of the plug outside Jo's arse.
"Damn!" Jo cried. Bill was too soft. Jo used both hands and forced the huge dildo into his own arsehole with a howl. When he rose, he was gritting his teeth. Bill clapped both slaves on the head.
"Now you are just mine, just mine." Bill smiled at the two who acted well and bowed their heads. "Okay Jo, undress me and get me ready for our entrance. You chose equipment for your master."
Jo undressed Bill with lust and passion. He more or less fucked Bill's whole body with his hands, and then with his lips. No part was kept untouched. When Jo let Bill throat-fuck him Colin saw that his daddy was very close to cumming.
"Please keep your load for me, master," Colin begged.
Bill opened his eyes again and saw a long string of pre-cum hanging from Colin's swollen dickhead. "Yeah baby. Yes, I will." Bill used one finger to catch Colin's pre-cum and put it his own mouth. Then he nearly keeled over. Joe had fitted a rubber cockring on him without mercy. Bill's super hard 9.5 inch (24 cm) cock and his heavy balls were blood-red when he and his two slaves on leashes entered the old factory.
There were more than twenty master-slave couples in the rooms. The rooms were equipped with a lot of bdsm stuff, but this evening was more an evening for display than for heavy action. At least it was like that when Bill and his `slaves' entered.
The rules seemed to be clear. "A master is allowed to play with any slave, but just with your hands. If oral you must have permission. And if fucking, just use your own slaves," a guard told Bill without a hint of shyness at the entrance.
Colin received everybody's attention. Most of the masters played with his cock, and Bill had the possibility to return the attention to many slaves. With his arms locked Colin just had to serve.
Bill understood that a lot of the men here knew Jo from earlier visits, but Jo said afterwards that none of them had seen him as a slave before. He had always been here as a master. So now they really enjoyed the opportunity to play with his huge cock.
After some more drinks and changing of the lights, Bill saw that some heavy action was about to start. One youngster was locked to a cross, and one was put in a pillory. Bill was not going to lock up Colin more than he already was, and he didn't want the boy to have more pain now.
"Play with the boy, but don't touch his cock," Bill instructed Jo. There were a lot of onlookers when Jo started to manipulate Colin's nipples. He tugged the chain and when he pulled the metal clips away, and the blood pressure came back, Colin howled.
Jo licked his fingers, and then he started to finger-fuck the boy. He went all the way up to three fingers. Colin could not stand still, and he moaned with lust. His cock was almost pumping out pre-cum. His cockring did not hold his juices back, and suddenly the boy began to shake. "I'm cumming, master. I'm cumming, Daddy!" he cried with tears in his eyes and then he sent his spunk out hands-free in blast after blast. Some white cream hit the nearest onlookers, and some ended on the floor.
"Untie him!" Bill gave orders to Jo, who helped Colin free from his strange cock lock.
The all naked Colin, still with a hard-on, turned around and kissed Jo. "Thanks buddy," was all he said.
"Now free your friend from his restraints, all of them." Bill gave orders to Colin now.
When Colin pulled the metal rod out of Jo's piss-slit, Jo sent clear fluid out as if he was pissing. Colin could not see it wasted and took the huge cock in his mouth.
"Now his backdoor." Bill gave Jo a spank. Colin started to pull. The onlookers could see very clearly that Jo's arsehole was stretched really much, and Colin let the plug go inside again. He was afraid to stretch it too much. Jo took care of it himself and pulled the butt plug out with a howl.
"Okay boys, are we ready to leave?" Bill, still super hard and red-cocked, took their leashes and headed for the door.
"But master, Jo should spank me. Shouldn't he, master? Have you forget, sir?" Bill was for a second uncertain if Colin was acting or if he really wanted the spank.
"Okay son, you want to go all the way in front of these people?" Bill asked.
Colin nodded. "I'm so fucking horny again."
"Watch your tongue son, or I'll spank you myself, for real." Bill took a firm grip of Colin's shoulder. "Find a chair Jo, and show this kid who's the master around here." Colin saw that Bill had got the playing look back again.
"Sorry, Daddy. I didn't mean to be rude," Colin whispered nearly inaudibly.
"I know, son. Let's do the final show now." Bill jerked his cock. Jo grinned when he saw the long and thick swollen cock ready for more than being an onlooker.
"Lie on my lap, kid." Jo took hold of Colin. The first strike hit without warning, and the next followed straight after. Not a sound. The next spanks hit harder and Colin whimpered. More spanks landed on Colin's round buttocks turning them pink.
"You know who's your master now?" Bill asked while Jo paused.
"Aye sir, aye." Colin's words were almost inaudible.
"I didn't hear you. Carry on, Jo." Bill nodded and Jo went on with his flat hand, but Bill saw that Jo was uncomfortable. Another pause.
"Yes sir, you are my master," Colin nearly shouted.
Colin left Jo's lap, and mumbling were heard among the viewers when they saw that Colin was sporting a heavy erection. Jo's erection was very visible too.
"Comfort him now, Jo. He needs that. You were hard on him." Bill used his hands on Colin's buttocks. "Anybody have some cream available?" Bill looked at the masters and got more than one offer. He gave a pot of cream to Jo. "Prepare him."
Jo used the cream on Colin's pink buttocks, then he asked the kid to hold the back of the solid stool. With his feet he spread Colin's legs, then he greased up Colin's arsehole and looked at Bill.
"You go on. You spanked him. You have to comfort him." Bill took the cream and filled his hands before he took care of Jo's huge cock. He greased him and wanked him until he was sporting his heavy tool. "Now make him cry for your cock, Jo. You know he wants you," Bill said, and since Jo's dick was thinner than his own he felt that Colin could take him without any more preparations.
"Please stop or I'll cum in your hands." Jo looked at Bill who still was jerking him.
"Fuck the lad then," Bill said and Jo wasted no time. He mounted Colin in one single thrust. Colin nearly fainted when the 9.5 inch (24 cm) long cock filled him, but Jo waited without moving. He waited for Colin's signal. The young man used his arse muscles and told his partner he was ready. The fuck was not a slow and tender one. It was two fighters that fucked in front of a huge audience.
Bill loosened his rubber cockring a little and when the audience saw that he was putting cream on his own cock they wondered what would happen. But when he took a large amount of cream and filled up Jo's arsehole they knew what was coming. Jo's arse was tight even if the buttplug had done a good job, but when Bill's monster penetrated his sphincter he howled, but went on fucking the young one.
Both Bill and Jo had done a double fuck before so it didn't take long for them to get into a good rhythm. It was a real sandwich fuck tonight in the former Amsterdam factory. Bill was so horny that he didn't see anything around him, but he heard that a lot of the masters were pounding their sons just now.
Bill could hear his two slaves getting close to climax. Colin was the first. His spunk was collected by one of Jo's hands and without warning he rubbed the cream all over Colin's face and mouth. The boy looked really soaked. The spunking from Colin brought Jo over the edge and with a cry he sent his load deep, deep into Colin's arse. He bottomed the boy with his load.
Both of the men continued their fucking, but Colin was eager to have his daddy now. Jo knew this and moved aside. When he pulled out, his spunk was dripping freely from Colin's arsehole, but Bill filled it very soon with his huge tool. Colin knew all about this fuck, even if this high doggy-style was not his or his daddy's favourite position. Bill's use of cockring had made him hornier than ever, and Colin felt his Daddy even bigger than normal. Bill knew he would be cumming fast tonight, and tried to work hard on Colin's prostate. Again the audience could see that Colin had a boner, a dripping boner.
"I want you to ride me," Bill said. He turned around and sat down on the chair, lifted Colin up and placed him on his cock with Colin's small but thick dick on full view to the audience. Colin did the job now. He fucked his master with his arse muscles, and the master allowed his slave to wank himself at the same time. Probably not a normal behaviour for a bottom slave, but this was far from a normal situation.
Bill was ready to cum after a long evening with lots of stimulation. He lifted the boy off his cock and pressed him down on his knees. Just a few wanks and the grown up master spunked like a hot teenager. The white man-milk hit the lad's face and open mouth again and again and again. He was drenched in his daddy's white juice. He licked and swallowed more than once.
At the end Colin lay down on his back on the floor and asked his Daddy to hold his legs. Then he wanked himself to a last spunking. Not so much this time, but the now quite clear and dripping spunk landed in his own open mouth and he swallowed every drop.
"How much do I owe you?" Bill sat beside Jo in the backseat of the taxi.
"Nothing," Jo said, and gave Bill the envelope back. "There is still money left."
"That's yours. Buy something for your sons," Bill smiled.
"How did youÉ? Jo looked at him.
"Reynard told me. He manipulated Colin to choose you for the porn movie, didn't he? You're his favourite, I guess." Bill smiled.
"Not me Bill, but my sons are. You know what he's like." Jo looked at Colin.
"How old?" Bill remembered the first meeting with Mr Reynard in Paris.
"Thirteen and fifteen, too young. I say no, but Reynard wants them to model. He's going to win. He always does. Have a nice flight home tomorrow. I'll jump off here. I live just around the corner. Take care of Colin. I'm sorry. I'm a porn actor and should never fall in love, but I fell in love with that kid from the first sight." Jo kissed Bill and left the car at the moment the taxi stopped.
"What happened to him?" The sleepy Colin turned to Bill. "Thought he wanted a nightcap at Reynard's too."
"He had to go home. He said he must get his kids to school tomorrow," Bill answered.
"But I have his bag full of sex toys." Colin grinned.
"Nice guy, Jo. And hot, ehÉ Daddy?" Bill was happy that the taxi was not lit inside. He blushed. The black pornstar had made him feel young and crazy for a night.
"You think Reynard and Pierre are still waiting, Daddy? It's two o'clock in the morning." Colin said.
"I got a text message from Pierre a short time ago," Bill said. "Reynard is waiting with the champagne."
Pierre was naked and still without a cockcage when he kissed Bill and Colin welcome to Reynard's suite.
To be continued