Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
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), his older lover and other men.
Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com
COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES
Chapter 52
Bill and Kenny were having a beer in a harbour pub in Newcastle. Through the small windows they could see the lights from the famous footbridge across the river. The two felt comfortable hanging over the bar in the not too crowded pub.
"I think Colin wanted to come with us," Kenny said as he put his arm around Bill's leather jacket. "Cool jacket he chose for you by the way. He has good taste." Kenny had an open face, made no smart jokes, and was always straightforward. Bill had learned to really like this roommate of young Colin.
"Aye, sweet of him. He bought this jacket from his first salary as a real model. I couldn't stop him. Too expensive really for an old man like me," Bill said with a grin.
"But you look really sexy in that short jacket." Kenny let his arm rest across the older man's shoulder.
"Are you chatting me up, Mr Stallion? You talk about looking sexy, but have you seen the chicks over there following your every step?" Bill raised his glass and toasted the young man. The well-built youngster beside him raised his glass too.
"But you are taken, aren't you? No room for me in your bed on this trip." Kenny grinned.
"Well, there could be a thunderstorm over here as well, you know." Bill grinned and did nothing to stop Kenny's arm. "And Colin was the one to order a junior suite for us instead of two rooms. Maybe he has his own agenda?"
"You bet. Didn't you see that he carried a whole library with him? And he said his only worry was that he would miss his favourite professor's lecture tomorrow. You want another beer, sir? My turn." Kenny looked at the young barman before Bill could answer.
"Thank you, son." Bill looked at the young man. "Please call me just Bill or dad if you want to. We'd better return to the hotel soon. Colin said he would call me when he'd finished his second rehearsal. He's getting a lift back to hotel. How was the first rehearsal you shared with him?"
"It went very well. They are trying a sort of parody of the old Playboy thing. You know, a nearly naked chick on the bonnet. I will drive the car onto the stage with Colin wearing only his new tiny boxer-briefs on top, with JustColin all around. `Colin the show man' loves it of course, and the teens will yell I'm sure." Kenny turned around and looked at the young girls. "Crazy that some girls want to buy boxers for their boyfriends. Mine never does."
"How did your mates react when the posters of the nearly naked Colin turned up all over the place, and even got a mention in the local news?" The worried father was speaking now.
"Just friendly teasing, no bullying. Colin is no threat to anybody. He is well liked at university." Kenny's voice was warm when he spoke about his roommate.
"You are fond of that boy ,aren't you?" Bill used his hand on Kenny's naked arm. Kenny was well tanned and smooth. Bill was ashamed because he felt he was flirting with Colin's roomy and `bodyguard' as Colin called him on this modelling tour. He was also ashamed because he had to adjust his growing bulge. Kenny's round butt in too tight black trousers was like a magnet, and not only for the girls in the pub.
"You ask if we are boyfriends?" Kenny was straightforward again. "Well, we are not. I love him as my mate, my best mate." Kenny placed himself nearer to Bill. "Did you ever have a roomy you cared for at Uni, Bill?"
For the first time Bill looked down, and even blushed slightly. He sipped his beer and looked at Kenny. The boy suddenly was afraid that he had asked something too private. "Sorry Bill, ifÉ"
Bill interrupted him with a warm and gentle stroke on his arm. "I fell in love with my roomy Kenny, and we stayed together for many years, but it was not easy beingÉ two young menÉ togetherÉ in those days. But great years. Great guy." Bill's eyes were beyond his young friend.
"Well, now we have to make a toast for Kiddo tomorrow!" Kenny raised his glass and almost emptied it.
"How will our Kiddo, as you call him, act with a lot of girls around? Not his favourite thing I know." Bill was happy for the change of topic.
"He will love it. He will look behind them and search for the boyfriends in the background. And if he finds the right one to try his new boxers on, maybe we will be the ones who have to share bed, Bill." Kenny put down his empty glass.
The two headed back to the hotel nearby.
"So there you are, guys. Any luck in the Newcastle red light district?" Colin had a huge smile lying on the bed in JustColin underwear. "How do you like my new jock?"
"Didn't know there was a red light district," Bill said. "And when did they start to make sexy jocks for teens?"
"They haven't." Colin grinned. "Mr Sieger, the editor of `Young Fashion,' had it made just for me. He teased me and said he worked with an adult production company to make dirty versions of other brands."
"And for sure with the same model in mind." Bill rolled his eyes.
"One size only, but it will fit you too." Colin stripped off his yellow jock and threw it to the quizzically-looking Kenny who was standing beside the bed. Colin, very theatrical-like, covered his dick with both hands.
But Kenny took the challenge without hesitating. He stripped off his jacket and his t-shirt but when he dropped his black tight trousers, Colin whistled. No underwear as usual. "Last time commando on this trip, `bodyguard.' I'll get you a bag of JustColin tomorrow." "Hopefully a bit bigger than this," Kenny said with a laugh. He had trouble putting his huge half-hard circumcised cock into the small item. Bill swallowed twice.
"Since I am naked, I hope I can use the bathroom first." Kenny collected his clothes and went across the room to his own bed.
Bill took the naked Colin in his arms and hugged him. "How are you, darling? Nervous, eh?"
"Not nervous, a bit scared maybe. This will be bigger - more important - than any dirty show I've done, but it will be great." The young man crawled under the cover.
Very unusual for Colin, but when Bill returned from the bathroom Colin was still awake, seeming quite uneasy. Bill tried to calm him, but he knew his Colin. He knew what he needed. "Go on, Colin dear. Kenny will take care of you. I will look after you in the morning. Okay, love? Go on," Bill whispered to the boy in his arms. Colin hesitated a minute, then he kissed his Daddy deeply, took his pillow and was beside his roommate seconds later.
Bill was tired and needing his sleep after a long day on the road, in conferences and then having the beer. In the background he heard the sound of two hot youngsters making love. He knew he could have both of them when he wanted, and was sure Colin's mouth would wake him up next morning.
"You calmed the star down last night?" Bill put a hand on Kenny's knee at the breakfast table. Colin was into his third buffet visit.
"Aye, he snored like a cat minutes after I shagged him. I was about to visit your bed, but you slept like a baby yourself. I was as horny as hell I could have gone another round," Kenny said with a grin. "And there wasn't storm, you know."
The boy did nothing to prevent Bill's hand moving up to his thigh. "Next time a small breeze is enough excuse for you to come into my bed." Bill rubbed Kenny's thigh and went back to his breakfast.
"Did you say there was a storm?" Colin was back. "I didn't hear a thing, but I woke up with your hard-on in my hand early in the morning." He looked at his mate.
"Why didn't you do anything to please my little man then?" Kenny looked around. Nobody could hear them.
"Idiot! I sucked you off for God's sake, before I moved to take care of Daddy's morning needs. Be careful where you display your tool while nearly senseless. Next time it could be the maid, you know - the oldest one, who grabs hold of it." Colin was in excellent mood this morning.
"What's the schedule?" Bill went into business mode when he led Colin and Kenny from the breakfast room.
"I have to see the hairdresser first, then there is a press-meeting before the show. Four brands will be on the catwalk today. We are the grand finale. After that they suggest I allow half an hour for chatting with my fans." Colin grinned when Kenny put up his middle finger and then gently punched his chest.
"And then the party tonight. We don't want to be late for that. A lot of local models will be there. `Young Fashion' and Mr Sieger are hosting. We leave early tomorrow for Manchester, eh?" Colin asked.
"Yes, we have to. Four hours drive if the traffic is kind. The local store manager is providing us with lunch, but the Italian underwear company is running the show both in Manchester and in London so we have to say goodbye to Mr Sieger and his folks today." Bill was suddenly the very clear boss. "By the way, the Germans want to meet you for another private photo-session after your walk-about. They will meet you in the changing room. You are to wear your JustColin bathrobe."
"Thought they would have preferred me totally naked," Colin smiled. "But now I must go to the beauty salon. It was a very nice breakfast, Daddy, but far from your standard." He hugged his dad and gave Kenny a high five. Then he left.
"I'll will bring him down to earth when we're back in campus." Kenny touched Bill's arm. Four smiling eyes met.
"You did a great job, Colin dear. You can be proud of him, Bill. Anyone would believe that this kid has done many shows before." Mr Sieger hugged both the new model and his dad when Colin hurried into the changing room after the show.
"I'm very happy," Colin answered, "but I was afraid that the girls should drag me off stage when one of them pulled down my underwear at the end."
"No problem," the German editor went on. "It's all good PR, both the local press and the local TV were there."
"But I was really embarrassed because I had a hard-on during the last `walk', just when that stupid girl used her hands." Colin looked at his smiling Daddy. "I managed to stay cool up to that point by just concentrating on the girls. When I changed into the last tiny boxers one of the local guys put a hand on my dick to tease me and my cock grew in seconds."
"Maybe we have to give you a relaxing pill next time." Bill tried to be serious. He winked at his still tenting son.
"No, no, no." Mr Sieger did not see the joke. "Never. Good for the audience that you get a hard-on from time to time. It's the publisher's responsibility to censor photos.
"But I saw Frederic from your magazine very close when that happened, as if he was expecting something." Colin was about to strip. "What do I put on for the walk-about?"
"Take the tight but not too small black boxers, and put on that top with the JustColin logo." Mr Sieger looked at the lady responsible for dressing as he spoke.
The naked Colin covered his stiffy with his hands when she passed him the outfit, but when he started to dress, he just let it go. "No possibility to be shy here, Daddy," Colin whispered.
"And you hate that, eh?" Bill grinned at the boyish-looking `exhibitionist'.
"Here you have 50 tickets for the party tonight. All of them will receive a pair of JustColin boxers too. Try to share among both boys and girls." Mr Sieger was smiling. "But how did you persuade the police to allow you to sit on the car bonnet when you drove into the hall today? They banned it last night."
"I just gave the policeman a blowjob. He was very sexy." Colin shocked the German editor who blushed like schoolgirl. Bill rolled his eyes. Mr Sieger remained silent. "Kidding guys! The policeman has two sons. I used two pairs of boxers and two tickets. No problem with the car stunt after that."
"Isn't that close to corruption?" The editor grinned.
"I call it active marketing," the young model said as he left for the howling horde waiting around the stage.
At the last minute, Kenny, as bodyguard, was there, dressed in a tight black suit. "You are only missing the earplug," Colin said when the two entered the hall.
"I chose the butt-plug instead." Kenny pinched Colin's buttock.
The thirty minute walk-about was about to end when Colin saw a young man a bit outside the main circle. He wasn't dressed in anything special. He wasn't a beauty at first sight either. He was a very slim lad, Colin's size, a redhead with quite wild hair. Colin couldn't keep his eyes off him. "He looked lonely," Colin said to Bill late that night.
Colin gave Kenny all but two of the remaining tickets and asked him to distribute them among the fans. He went up to the youngster, and met a gentle white smile. The boy, with a snub nose and some freckles, had the bluest eyes you could think of. Colin suddenly blushed. After performing nearly naked in front of hundreds without shyness, he suddenly felt shy in front of this one boy. He covered his crotch with one hand.
"You want a ticket for tonight's party? I have two tickets left." Colin smiled.
"That would be great," the boy said, "but I have no girlfriend to bring to the party."
"Neither have I." Colin grinned. "Come and see me then."
"I live outside the city so it won't be easy, but maybe. I hope you will sign your photo for me." The boy was suddenly very eager. He brought out the latest edition of "Young Fashion" where Colin was presented for the first time.
"Cool," Colin said. "What's your name?"
"Charlie," the boy answered.
"And how old are you?" Colin looked at him.
"I'm seventeen, but my mates tease me, and say I look like a kid. So annoying." The boy grinned.
"To Charlie 17 from Colin 18." Colin grinned back and signed like a professional.
"Take a ticket Charlie and see what you can do. I would love to see you tonight. Anyway, I'll get you a pair of JustColin boxers now. Please follow me." Colin turned round and led the lad to the changing room. "Please find a gift pack of boxers for this boy," he said to the lady inside.
"That colour is not so good for you," Colin said when the lady gave the pale boy a pair of white boxers. You can have mine instead. Please come!" He took the boy's arm and shoved him into the temporary toilet area and locked the door. The two youngsters were suddenly very close in the small room. Colin felt the heat from the young body and was about to kiss him, but cooled down.
"He reminded me of summer, a warm summer in the countryside," said Colin, close in Bill's arms late that night.
Colin knew that the photo-team from Hamburg was waiting for the private photo session so he quickly stripped his boxers off and handed them to Charlie. The boy took the black boxers and put them in front of his face, sniffing with an open mouth. Colin felt that his stiff cock was leaking. He used one hand and touched Charlie's crotch very lightly. The lad did not protest, but pushed his hips forward.
"Please put on my boxers and see that they fit you," Colin's voice was fuzzy. He opened Charlie's belt buckle. Charlie pushed his denim jeans and his child-style briefs down, kicking off his boots at the same time. Colin was met by a boner, just a bit bigger than his own. The boy's dark red cockhead was shining with excitement. Colin used one hand and squeezed the boy's dick tenderly. Charlie returned the movement and played very carefully with Colin's super hard dick. The star was hornier inside this tight room than he had been for a long time. His young body trembled with excitement.
Suddenly Colin felt his hand, his arm and his legs being hit by hot dripping cum. The boy's small dick was pumping and pumping inside Colin's hand. The feeling was tremendous. Charlie's head fell down on Colin's shoulder. He cried silently and whispered, "I'm sorry, Colin. I'm sorry." He had had an ejaculation in Colin's hands without even being jacked.
"Hurry up, Kiddo. The Germans are waiting for you," Kenny shouted and knocked the door.
"I'm coming, Kenny. Find a bathrobe for me please. Just give me a few seconds." Colin used Charlie's underwear to clean up the spunk. "Sorry, lad. I would have cum too if I had more time. Please come tonight." Colin kissed the boy on his mouth and used his fingers to wipe the boy's tear-filled eyes. Then he put on the white boxers and tried to arrange his own dripping stiffy.
Colin met Kenny with the white JustColin bathrobe outside. "Please take Charlie, the boy inside, to the door for me, Kenny. And be as nice to him as I know you can, mate." Colin kissed him.
"What's wrong with him?" Kenny grinned when he saw Colin hurry for the improvised photo studio next door.
The 'star of the day' was met by Mr Sieger and the photo team, Anna and Frederic. They all greeted him with open arms. He took his robe off and was ready for `acting'.
"A very good start today," Anna hugged him. Colin was very shy because of his erection. "You look really excited, Colin. Your tan is perfect for pictures; you look as if you are back from a sporting event. But put on red boxers instead of the white ones, and take the medium size only. Fits you well. And take off the tank-top. We want you shirtless," Anna directed without waiting for answers.
"Women!" Colin thought. But it helped him to cool down. And he stripped in front of the three without turning around, and he even arranged his cock inside the boxers without blushing. He was sure that Frederic who was supposedly making preparations took several photos of him while he changed. That triggered him to perform instead of turning away.
The team took a lot of pictures of Colin in different situations, even some with Colin naked just holding boxers in front of his dick and balls.
"I would like something special," said Anna. "Colin, who is that well-dressed young man who follows you around?"
"Oh, you mean Kenny. He's my roommate from University. He works for me on this tour both as chauffeur and bodyguard." Colin smiled.
"You think he would be willing to pose in some pictures with you? He'd be a great contrast." Anna went on.
"You want to make some porn here, guys? Dressed men and nude teens, eh?" Colin joked. Anna blushed now for the first time.
"No, seriously Colin. Do you think he will be would pose in some pictures with you? We'll pay him of course if we use them." Anna looked at Mr Sieger who nodded.
"I'll ask him," Colin said.
"The Germans want you to do some pictures with me," Colin smiled at Kenny when he entered the studio.
"Cool, Kiddo. The beauty and the beast, eh?" Kenny hugged him, then he shook hands with both Anna and Frederic.
"Please stand by the wall and face us. I think we'll open your shirt a little." Anna was very close to Kenny. "You stay close to him Colin, and look into the camera both of you." The two acted with a lot of laughter and play. Frederic shot a lot of pictures.
"Are you willing to swap over? You have some dark formal clothes here, Colin?" Anna looked around.
"You mean me in dark suit and Kenny in JustColin boxers? What do you say, mate? You willing for your sexy body to be seen all over Europe?" Colin thumped Kenny's arm.
"Why not?" Kenny hesitated, "But no nude pictures - my folks at home would kill me. Okay?"
"We promise, no frontal nudity," Mr Sieger answered.
"Wait a few minutes then." Colin went to the changing room and came back in tight black trousers, shirtless but wearing his shiny, short leather-like jacket. Still barefoot he placed himself in front of the camera. Anna whistled.
Kenny looked at bit confused. "How do you want it, ma'am?" He looked at the German organiser.
"You can just strip here and use Colin's red boxers, can't you?" Anna said. She gave him the red boxers Colin had worn earlier.
Colin saw the whole setting now, and smiled his broadest smile. "The German bitch wanted to see you naked. She couldn't wait to see the stallion's cock," Colin teased Kenny on their way back to the hotel.
Kenny undressed without any hesitation. He pulled down his white boxers as well and showed off his semi-hard cock for some seconds before he put on the red JustColin ones. "A bit too tight," Anna said, "but we will let Colin cover your bulge. Too hot for our teenage readers, don't you think?" She looked at the editor. Then she, without any excuse, went up to Kenny and adjusted his cock inside the tight boxers.
"Perfect young man. You could be a professional model," Anna finished and Frederic shot his pictures. At the end Colin was so close to his mate that he could feel the huge, now fully erect, cock behind his lower back.
"Okay, we have to end now. Colin must get back to the hotel and prepare for the evening. You have already used too much of his time. See you tonight, guys." Mr Sieger virtually pushed the other two out of the room, and then he turned off the extra studio lighting before leaving.
"Crazy Germans. Just crazy, and you are glorious mate," Colin said as he turned around. It took him less than a minute to be naked. He knelt before his friend and started to lick and suck the 10 inch (26 cm) cock through the thin fabric. Kenny closed his eyes and spread his legs like a real stallion. Colin ripped the underwear off him and put the circumcised cockhead as deep as possible into his mouth.
"Be careful, Kiddo. You know how fast I cum when I'm as horny as I am now. Let me taste you." The tall guy pulled Colin down on a chair and returned the sucking service. Kenny did his special trick, taking Colin's small cock and balls into his mouth at the same time. Colin trembled and moaned.
"Fuck me, Kenny. Fuck me now. I think we are alone. Use the face-cream they left. Use it on your cock and fuck me fast and hard. I can't wait any longer to cum. I have wanted it since early this morning," Colin shouted.
"We do it doggie then, Kiddo. Bend over the chair and I'll fuck you like the first time. How do you think it has been for me to see you hot all day and pretend to be cool? When this German lady corrected my junior just now I was about to spunk in my pants." Kenny was greasing up his cock with plenty of cream. Very carefully, he placed his cockhead against Colin's arsehole. Like at home in their small room, he wanted Colin to be the leader, even if there was no doubt that he was the top guy.
"Just do it, Kenny love. Don't spare me." Colin pushed back and buried Kenny's cock inside him. "Go on, bottom in me, then rest a little, as you've done before. Out again please, love, then back in, full force, don't hesitate. I'm horny for some rough treatment."
"You want me to squeeze your nipples or tug your balls, Kiddo?" Kenny felt Colin's arse muscles now and knew he couldn't hold back very much longer. He would try to make Colin cum at the same time. They used to manage that at home in bed. And because Kenny kept his erection after spunking, he could fuck Colin through eruption after eruption when they had their fuck nights, as they called it.
"Sorry for disturbing you, guys." Mr Sieger suddenly appeared back in the room. "I left my mobile phone here."
Kenny was about to withdraw because of the interruption, just before he was to cum. Colin was more irritated and he said, "Come over here, sir. Give me your stiff cock. You have been stiff for the last hour. Let me help you like I've done before."
Colin was stuffed in both ends now. Kenny fucked him while looking at the German guy who pulled out his dark cock, nearly the size of Kenny's, and began a wild mouth-fuck. Kenny was impressed when he saw Colin take him in his throat without problems. Kenny used one hand on Colin's nipples, while his other hand squeezed Colin's dripping cock.
"I'm cumming soon, Kiddo. Take my load deep inside you." Kenny bottomed and roared as he often did.
"Please change places with me," Mr Sieger said to Kenny. Colin was not pleased. He didn't want Mr Sieger to fuck him. But the German just stood behind Colin and wanked his long cock to full climax. He sent his spunk in load after load around Colin's arse hole and buttocks. Then he knelt and rimmed the boy. He licked up his own white cream and Kenny's cream dripping from the boy's love hole.
"Help me now, guys." Colin rose in front of the two kneeling men. He did not touch his cock with his hands, and he refused help. "Open up guys, open up! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" With his hands on his own buttocks, and with his hips pushed forward, Colin spunked hands-free into the faces and the mouths of his German boss and his uni roommate.
"Give my cream to my boss, Kenny. You can have more later you know." Colin grinned. "I'm happy that you forgot your mobile, sir." Colin looked at his German editor who stared at Kenny with an open mouth. The boy showed off his huge cock, still fully erect even after his cumming. This was `early days' for the stallion from Uni.
"You could be the new German porn star after this," Colin teased Kenny on the way back to the hotel. Their own car was part of the evening's disco decoration.
"It's not only the two of us who need a rest," Colin said when the boys found a snoring Bill lying on his bed like a living St Andrew's Cross. "May I rest with you, buddy?" Colin grinned and followed Kenny to his bed. He knew that in some minutes he would be fucked for real by the man that, beside his daddy, he felt was the best fucker around.
The teen disco party was already filled up with dancing youngsters when Colin arrived as a sort of guest of honour. He was greeted by the DJ, and nearly dragged onto the floor by young hands. Bill was welcomed by the German team and treated to some very nice food and drinks in the nearby restaurant, while Kenny was on hand to drive the car out of the store later on.
Colin was a prince on the floor among the teens, Bill thought. He was dressed in tight black trousers, skin-coloured top, boots, and a very fashionable short grey leather jacket which had been sent to him by the French photographer, Mr Reynard.
This was not free-time for Colin. He had to show off JustColin underwear during the party. The DJ introduced the pole dancers Ð four really well-built, but slim dancers, dressed in nothing but the company's smallest underwear. They did a tremendous job on the poles. Then the DJ introduced Colin who had been nervous about this part. He was no dancer, but he could pretend. He hoped his little pole-show practiced in Roland's apartment at home would do.
Colin gave a hand signal to Kenny, who was still dressed as a bodyguard, to follow him on stage. This should not be a stripshow, he had been told. He was just to show off his tight JustColin boxer-briefs once more, then his work in Newcastle was done.
Bill came to see the show too, along with the German hosts. He felt that his young man was a bit unsure of himself, looking around more than once. Bill gave him a thumbs up. Colin took the sign, focused, and entered the stage.
To the DJ's heavy rhythm Colin danced and undressed. He used Kenny as a living wardrobe stand. The young public cheered as if he was a pop star, and he managed to do his pole show without feeling too stupid. Afterwards he put on his boots and his leather jacket and nothing else but the red tight JustColin underwear. The Germans got some hot pictures of their new smiling and sweating model, dancing in the middle of happy teenagers. "Main story in next issue," Mr Sieger shouted to Bill through the heavy sound.
"Very good job, Colin. You are free to leave the party whenever you want as I know you have an early departure for Manchester tomorrow. See you in Milan later." Mr Sieger hugged him, and so did the German photo team.
"I'll be back in a minute, Daddy. We are going straight back to the hotel, okay? You can take the car, Kenny." Colin turned around and was out of sight.
"What's wrong with him?" Bill whispered to a smiling Kenny.
"Kiddo is in love, man, Desperately in love, but his new flame has not turned up tonight." Kenny put an arm on Bill's shoulder. "Young hormones you know, not easy, not easy." Kenny started to go to the car with Colin's clothes.
"Okay, I can hope for a hot night then, if his old dad can fill the vacancy." Bill grinned at Kenny. "Or maybe I'll have to come to your bed?"
In the backseat of the taxi, tight in his dad's arms, Colin gave Bill the sweet story of his meeting with Charlie earlier that day. "Don't worry, son. Even if you don't have his telephone or address, he has yours you know. The magazine has put up a fan page for you at Facebook. He'll make contact, you can be sure!" Bill kissed his son who already felt comforted by his very nice and very understanding Daddy.
"I love you, Daddy. You're the best." Colin crept even closer to his dad and lover.
"I think I want to Skype with Olav. I want to tell him about Charlie," Colin said when they were back in the hotel room.
"You do that, love. I'll take another beer down in the bar and the two of you can have some privacy." Colin met Bill with a long, intense and wet kiss.
"You want me tonight, Daddy?" Colin whispered.
"I always want you, never forget that." Bill kissed his young model again. He suddenly saw his tender kid, behind the exterior image of confidence.
"Hey Kiddo, are you asleep?" Kenny tumbled into the room.
"No buddy, I'm waiting for Daddy. Just Skyped with Olav in Bergen. Terrible net here, I had to give up!" Colin made room for Kenny beside him.
"I thought you were hired by the Germans." Colin smiled. "I guessed the Élady É wanted your cock between her wet thighs tonight."
"She did, Kiddo. She tried, but she wanted her boyfriend to be there too." Kenny looked serious.
"Cool," Colin said, "Why not a hot bi threesome? New on your record, eh?"
"Could be, but he was to watch while she shagged me," Kenny still looked serious.
"Okay, what's wrong with that?" Colin continued. He wasn't really sure if his friend was teasing or not.
"You think I'm a slut, Kiddo?" Kenny bit Colin's earlobe.
"No, but you have told me that you'll put your cock in any hole," Colin wanted the last word.
"Okay, baby. Think what you want. I have something for you," Kenny handed Colin a small plastic bag. "I thought you would like this." Colin opened the bag to find young Charlie's small bikini-underwear, the pattern was clowns and horses. Colin put the sexy underwear close to his face. He sniffed sex and summer.
"See you tomorrow. Cool down, Kiddo." Kenny bent down and kissed his mate's forehead. With his hand he squeezed Colin's stiffening cock.
When Bill came back to the hotel room a bit later he found Colin naked on top of the bed. His legs were spread, his cock was hard and shiny in the dim light, and his face was covered by Charlie's tiny underwear. Behind the light partition wall Kenny was snoring like a damaged vibrator, as one of his mate's once called that sound.
Bill undressed without a word, did his visit to the bathroom, and then went over to the youngster's waiting body. It had been a long time since Bill had been that horny, and a long time since he had seen his son so inviting. He heard Colin's heavy breathing, and he saw a string of sticky pre-cum dripping from his rock-hard cock. Colin waited, very excited, but not a word was said.
Without touching the lad, Bill used pointed lips to blow hot air at Colin's nipples, changing back and forth between the two. The nipples were already erect but Colin shivered at the sensation. Bill moved down to Colin's balls and did the same, then started to blow at the boy's dickhead. He saw Colin's small muscles around his balls and cock pull together, and he heard Colin's breathing change.
Bill used the tip of his tongue, and made the same round, first licking the boy's erect nipples, then using the tip on his tongue on both of his small, super hard and hairless balls, before he ended up carefully licking the pre-cum from the cockhead, and catching the stream that ran down the cock shaft. Colin's muscles contracted and relaxed, contracted and relaxed, before his cock ended like an open spear.
"I'm cumming, Daddy! I'm cumming!" Colin cried out for the first time. Bill had his mouth around the boy's cock and took care of all seven or eight volleys of white cream before he even touched his boy with his hands.
Without hesitation Bill pulled Colin down in the bed and pushed the boy's legs up to his head. Colin's arse was open. Bill let the boy's own spunk drip from his mouth down to his arse and used his fingers to lubricate the love hole. Then he spat the rest of the fluid onto his hand and greased his own 9.5 inch (24 cm) pumping man-cock.
Bill gave the boy no rest after his ejaculation, but penetrated him slowly, but very firmly, until his huge hairy balls slammed against Colin's body. Then he just stayed there, and pushed a bit more, and even a bit more, before he slowly started to withdraw. Colin put Charlie's underwear in his mouth and looked at Bill with eyes full of tears. Bill knew he must wait a little after the boy had ejaculated. He bent forward and kissed his sweaty forehead. Colin threw away the underwear he had sucked on and gave Bill his mouth.
"I'm all yours now, sir. Do whatever you want with me. I'll follow you to heaven, Daddy. Please fuck me now, do it your way." Colin was again like a metal spring, and his cock was stiff once more.
Over the next hour Bill pushed all the love buttons in Colin's young body. He fucked him in all possible ways and the boy came twice; the last time just with a clear pumping liquid between their warm working cocks. Colin couldn't take more. His body was more jelly than metal spring now, but he used his last ounce of sttrength to tighten his arse muscles around the big cock inside him. Bill screamed for the first time. The man, dripping in sweat, pulled out his cock and fed Colin's face and mouth with his white man-cream. Colin licked and swallowed, licked and swallowed. He used his fingers to collect the spunk outside his mouth. Then he pulled Bill's cock into his mouth again, and licked it clean.
Colin could hardly walk, so Bill lifted him up and carried him to the bathroom. He would for a long time remember their visit to Newcastle.
"What are you doing, Kiddo?" Kenny was passing from bed to bathroom, naked as usual, with his heavy 10 inch (26 cm) morning-wood.
"I'm chatting with my professor," Colin answered. "No Skype possible. I must have some advice for the paper I'm working on." Kenny rolled his eyes, scratched his balls, and went to the bathroom.
"Is he always like that in the morning?" Bill's voice was husky.
"Aye, always," Colin smiled. "Go to the bathroom and relieve him, Daddy. He would love it." Colin grinned and went back to his work.
"Crazy guys!" Bill turned around in bed.
"Did the professor miss you, Kiddo?" Kenny looked at Colin in the rear-view mirror. They were driving south on the A1(M) headed for Manchester.
"He did." Colin looked up from his papers. "Of course he missed his brightest student."
"And his brightest lover," Kenny fired back.
"What are you working on back there?" Bill thought it better to be serious.
"I'm drafting a paper about seaman's expressions in Old Norse and Scottish/Gaelic, and also some connections to Latin," Colin answered. Bill just nodded and said nothing more.
"Easier to show off sexy underwear for screaming teen girls and their dripping boyfriends," Kenny said as he speeded up, and the JustColin emblazoned car passed the turn off for Leeds.
"Or even satisfy old German pussies," Colin wanted to have the last word this time too.
"Whoa, what a place!" That was all Kenny could say when they drove the car into the huge exhibition hall on the outskirts of Manchester.
"The promotion show here is quite different from the one in Newcastle. One midday performance tomorrow, and no evening show. Should be possible to leave early for the last event down in London," Bill informed the boys.
"We have built the arena here, as huge as an indoor sports field, and as you see we have a catwalk all around, very close to the public. And then of course the bridge for your entrance Colin." The well-dressed manager led a curious Colin around. The catwalk was covered with JustColin logos, and at both ends enormous digital posters showed the visiting model himself in nearly nothing. Behind the stage was a huge tv-screen which could follow the events on the bridge and on the catwalk.
"You will have eight local models following you. A junior football team will play on stage in your boxers, and a popular local band will play before the show starts." The manager was full of energy. "We have given away one thousand tickets, but you never know how many will come."
"Cool," was Colin's only comment. Just now he was really frightened.
Kenny saw that, and put an arm around his mate. "Kiddo, you just have to walk, smile and look sexy. You can do all those three things at the same time, don't you think?"
"And if I get a hard-on, you will see my cock three metres long on that screen," Colin pointed.
"You think they will transmit your bodyguard as well." Kenny grinned.
"Only if you moon your big arse." Colin had got colour back in his cheeks.
"We have had some discussions with the Italians." The manager produced a two-coloured pair of boxers. "We want to focus on this pattern, the boxers with the printed jock outside. When we put the stage lights on, it looks as if the young players are wearing only tiny jocks. Probably a bit too hot for teens in old England, but we'll run it like that." He looked at Colin. "What do you think? Will you feel comfortable pretending to be nearly naked on stage?"
"Not a problem, sir." Colin smiled, but I would like to show off the other one too." He pointed at the boxers with JustColin on one buttock and a smiley on the other.
"A sweet invitation, Kiddo," Kenny whispered.
"I'll meet you at the hotel for dinner." The nice looking man had his hand on Colin's shoulder. "We still have to do some sound checks," he said. "A representative of the Italian owners is waiting to see you. What was his name again? Sergio I think, a photographer, very nice man. He's staying in your hotel too. He said he could bring you to and from the arena." Colin blushed, thinking of the Italian who fucked him like a wild one in the pool area at home, just a few weeks earlier.
Bill saw Colin's reaction and smiled. "This kid has more than one admirer around," he thought.
The car, with a superb GPS and a good chauffeur, brought them to the city centre hotel. "Two rooms this time. Did I snore too much?" Kenny pretended to pout. "I had hoped for your arm tonight." He gently punched Bill's shoulder.
"Daddy will show you the nightlife of Manchester tonight, buddy. He has been talking about how hot it is here for weeks." Colin grinned.
"But what about you, Kiddo? Made your own appointments, eh? Ready to take care of some dripping fans already?" Kenny was about to leave for the hotel garage and prepare the car for tomorrow's show.
"I'll go for a long swim after the stage work. There's a small swimming pool downstairs I've seen, and then I might pump some iron. Need to look fit tomorrow among all those well-trained footballers you know." Colin flopped down on the bed without even pulling his shoes off, and fell asleep before the bellboy brought them their bags.
"How are you feeling, sir?" Kenny put an arm around Bill's shoulder, as they cruised down Canal Street in Manchester's famous `Gay Village'. "No need to have a bad conscience for Colin. This Italian is okay, isn't he?"
"Aye, I've met him several times now. He'll take care of Colin if he asks for it. But I think Colin had an appointment with Olav, if the Internet is okay here." Bill loved Kenny's intimacy and put an arm around his waist. He found the naked skin between the boy's low placed belt and his t-shirt and caressed the youngster with his warm hand; enough to bring life into the youngster's dick.
"I'm happy that I don't have to buy my company," Bill said as he looked at the youngsters outside the bars, some of them very clearly selling their services. He pulled Kenny's tough body even closer. "These guys think I've bought my company already," Bill whispered into Kenny's ear.
"You have, sir," Kenny answered. "You promised me a beer, didn't you? Can't we take it here?" Kenny stopped outside a bar with a rainbow flag.
"You'll feel comfortable here, do you think?" Bill was very direct. He didn't want to push Colin's straight room-mate into something he wasn't prepared for. "The bar here has backrooms as far as I remember, with some rather `nasty' equipment, but it's a nice, clean place." The doorman smiled at Bill when he pushed the young stallion in front of him.
"May I kiss you, Bill?" Kenny was very near Bill in front of the fancy lit bar inside. "The guys around here are very free with their hands. I would love to show them who my master is tonight." Kenny looked serious, and Bill lost all his normal restrictions and gave the young man his lips in public. It was a tight, strong, and wet kiss.
"You are hard," Bill said. "Horny, son?" Bill looked into Kenny's eyes.
"Like you, sir?" Kenny pushed his crotch forward and met Bill's wood. Bill did not pull away.
"This was what Kiddo wanted, wasn't it?" Kenny had a broad smile, "Letting you check me out in surroundings like this."
"And he succeeded, didn't he?" Bill took a firm grip around Kenny's buttocks and pulled him tight. Two very hard cocks and two wet lips met.
"You want another pint?" Bill said. They emptied their third glass.
"Yes please, but I'd rather you took me behind the curtains." Kenny lifted his new glass. "I am curious. Never been to a place like this. `Nasty equipment' in there you said?"
"Okay Mr Stallion, you asked for it," Bill shoved him through a dark corridor into a room that looked like a stable with many open cubicles. There wasn't many people in there so Kenny looked into all the rooms. A cross, some ropes, and a swing, nothing very special. "Your swing at home looks cooler." Kenny was testing the chains.
In the middle of the room was some open space with an old fashioned wooden pillory. Kenny played with it. "I would like to try this one." He looked at Bill. He was sweaty and elated.
"Go on, I'll lock you up," Bill's voice was husky.
"May I take off my t-shirt, sir? It's damn hot in here?" Without hesitation he stripped his upper body and showed off a gleaming, hard and trained physique.
The pillory was so low that Kenny had to spread his legs wide when Bill locked his neck and wrists into it. The blue jeans were like tights around his round butt and powerful thighs.
"Spank me now, sir." Kenny grinned. "Spank me for real. I'm not as soft as you think."
"You really mean that?" Bill was very close and used his hands to caress Kenny's naked back from his neck to the very visible crack. "Can you take some pain and still stay horny?" Bill let his hand follow the curves of Kenny's butt and searched between his legs until he found a very hard cock inside the trousers. "I'll never spank you if you lose your hard-on, understand? I don't like just punishing people."
"We'll have to see, won't we, sir?" My only pain comes from the rugby games, and there are some damn hard ball-grips in those matches too." Kenny gasped when Bill squeezed his ball-sack.
"Okay, let's make a try then." Bill took off his solid leather belt and folded it. The sound of the belt hitting the covered buttocks was the only sound heard in the room, except for some whining from a boy who got his nipples and balls tormented in the room next door. Bill did not use force, but it was no fake, and Bill saw Kenny's face turning red. After two bouts of five strokes Bill went close up to him and used his hand to find Kenny's cock again.
"Still damn hard," Kenny grinned.
"You can take some more then?" Bill lifted his hand again.
"Aye, but don't damage my new denims," was Kenny's answer.
"Let us take them off then." Bill was so horny he could have fucked Colin's mate just there, but from the shadows of the darkroom he could see some men gathering around, and the mature man wasn't ready for a public fucking. But he opened the young man's belt and fly and pulled his jeans down to his ankles. As expected Kenny had no underwear. His beautiful buttocks were quite red after Bill's treatment. Bill spat in his hands and soothed the round butt. When his hands went into the hairy arse crack and even touched the rosebud, Kenny moaned for the first time.
"I think you have had enough of the belt, young man. You have to work tomorrow you know, but maybeÉ" Bill looked around. There was some equipment on the nearest wall. He found a small whip and tested it on his own arm. "Light," he thought. The cock whip landed on Kenny's naked body - his lower back, his buttocks and his upper thighs.
"How does this feel, son?" Bill found Kenny's 10 inch (over 25 cm£ long spear between his legs, hard as iron.
"Please sir. Tease me more, sir," Kenny begged. The circumcised cock with the naked cockhead was wet with sweat and pre-cum. Bill raised his arm and used the whip much harder. The buttocks turned all red now.
Bill spread the youngster's arse and spat in the crack. Then he used the whip very gently on Kenny's balls and cock, before he turned the whip around and used the handle to open his tight backdoor. He spat twice more. Kenny whined when the tip of the handle went just inside his hole. At the same time Bill squeezed the young stallion's cock without wanking him. The youngster shivered but Bill wanted him to stay on the edge for just a while longer.
An older man and the youngster beside them had zipped down and were both wanking. "Fuck him," the older man said. "Can't you see his ready for it?" Bill did not comment but had to adjust his own tenting.
Bill pushed the handle very carefully into the tight arse of the now struggling, but still super-hard youngster. He guessed he would reach Kenny's love-knot about 3 inches (7-8 cm) inside his sphincter. Kenny had his mouth fully open like a silent scream when Bill went on with a light rotation. At the same time Bill reinforced his fist around the stallion-like cock. Bill would not make it easy for this young man, so he did not wank him.
A primal roar was heard when Kenny started to unload his manly juice. He had been hard and sexually aroused almost continuously for the last two hours and Bill used his hand to collect volley after volley of cum from the trembling body. When Kenny fell silent, he was dripping like a horse on the stone floor underneath the pillory. Still high, Bill feed him with his own spunk before he released him from the wooden torture instrument. Bill kissed him and rubbed his neck, then he bent down and licked the boy's still hard super-cock clean.
"I'll never forget my first visit to a gay bar." Kenny again had an arm around Bill heading for their hotel. "And I have a story to tell my mates now." He grinned. "But no joy for you, Bill?" He touched the man's half-hard cock.
"The night is still young, isn't it?" Bill stayed close to the youngster.
Colin was tired, but happy, after 40 minutes of hard swimming in the pool. All the twists and turns in the small hotel pool had made him dizzy. When he came out of the water he looked around, stripped off his swimwear to the joy of two giggling girls, and found a nice white towel to wrap around his body.
"You look tired, bambino." Sergio was suddenly there and he put a hand on Colin's wet hair. "Take a cold shower and come with me to the sauna. It will help your muscles relax."
Colin went to the small changing room and was about to enter the shower. He hadn't noticed that Sergio had followed him. "Maybe you want some light massage instead, baby. There's a table over there in the corner." Sergio, just wearing a towel, pointed to a part of the open changing room.
"Could be nice, amico," Colin said. "You're a masseur as well?" He used his own towel to cover the massage bench. Sergio helped the naked lad to climb onto the bench and lie face down. Colin was very comfortable. He spread his legs and adjusted his crotch. His small balls and his stiffening little cock were clearly visible between his legs. Sergio collected a small bottle of massage oil from his own bag.
Sergio warmed the oil in his hands, before he dripped it very carefully from the young lad's neck all the way down to his arse cheeks, and then down both his legs. He started to play with the youngster's body. At the beginning he treated it like it was fragile. Then he used his hands to press the young man's muscles from the toes to his armholes. He let the boy rest a little before he spread Colin's buttocks and used one finger to go all the way along the crack, down to his balls, and then all the way down the rear of the small, very sensitive prick. When he withdrew his finger a long sticky thread of clear liquid followed.
The Italian photographer and masseur stripped off his own towel. The man, who was in his forties but looked younger, displayed a dark, well-built cock. The weapon was ready to do its job in the last part of the massage.
Sergio went to the front of the table, placed his stiff dick close to Colin's face, bent over, spread the boy's arse cheeks and put two oily fingers into the boy's love tunnel. Colin lifted his hips and spread his legs even more. With both hands he found the Italian's buttocks, squeezed them, and pulled the man tight to the table, while he opened his mouth ready for Sergio's wet dark cockhead.
The Italian stopped him and climbed onto the bench. He sat down over Colin's thighs and let his 8 inch (20 cm) dark cock massage Colin's crack and rosebud. The oil made his cock shine like it was made of ebony. Colin was groaning with lust.
"Please turn around, bambino. I want this to be full of pleasure for you. You gave me everything when I met you in Scotland." Sergio took both cocks in one hand and let his own cockhead massage Colin's pride. From Colin's piss-slit he saw small drops of pre-cum oozing and then dripping down the small shaft. "I wish I had a camera here," Sergio murmured. "Bellissimo piccolo amico."
"Close your eyes Colin and dream of the boy up north. Let his lips touch you." Sergio used two oiled fingers to stimulate Colin's nipples, then he went down the front of his body, around his navel and down to his clean pubis. At last he used two fingers and his thumb to pull Colin's foreskin all the way back. He used one single oiled finger and mixed it with the pre-cum and just circled the very sensitive cockhead and finally the tip and the piss-slit.
Since Sergio was sitting on his thighs, Colin could not move. He just had to let it go. "I'm cumming, Sergio. Sorry, I'm cumming!" Colin pumped his spunk as if he was all filled up. Sergio did not stop the cock massage. He continued while Colin was sending out his white cream, and even after he stopped. His fingers felt Colin's pumping through the thin skin in the tiny boy-cock.
Sergio used Colin's spunk to grease his own cock, and just seconds later the man sent his own cream all over the young body underneath him, on his hair, his face and his torso.
"Let me clean you, amico," Colin licked the Italian's cock before the man lifted him and carried him to the shower. "Please give me you yellow nectar," Colin knelt in front of Sergio inside the shower.
To be continued