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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), his older lover and other men.
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COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES
Chapter 73
Colin opened the front door to the veterinary college's main building. He was to meet his Newcastle friend Charlie who had been a student here for the last few months, but first he had to do an errand for his dad. "Wonder why all schools have the same smell," Colin thought as went along an old-fashioned corridor. On one wall was a gallery of serious looking men. "Probably headmasters or professors. I guess they all could use the cane," Colin said to himself. He grinned.
"I would like to see the headmaster, ma'am." Colin stood in front of the straight grey-haired lady sitting at the desk outside the headmaster's office.
"Do you have an appointment, young man?" She looked at Colin over her glasses.
"Aye, my name is Colin." He tried to send her a smile. No response.
The woman stood up, knocked on the door and announced Colin's arrival. Then she gave him permission to enter. The headmaster, Archie, Colin's daddy's old friend and former lover, stood up with a smile and gave Colin his hand. He then turned to the lady, telling her with his eyes to leave and close the door, before he hugged the young man, kissed him, and kissed him again.
"Nice to see you, Colin dear. I had such a great weekend with you and Willy. How is your bum - still red, eh?" The man grinned and cupped Colin's buttocks. Colin blushed and grinned.
"I brought the old books Dad promised you." Colin opened his bag and gave Archie a packet. "He found them in the attic, I think."
"Strange that he has kept some of my stuff for nearly forty years," the headmaster said as he found a key and locked the packet in his desk drawer.
"I better hurry to see Charlie in his lunch break before I go back to Uni for my evening classes." Colin was about to leave. "I couldn't find him when I first arrived."
"Sorry, son. You won't have heard that Charlie had an accident this morning. He was helping a girl with a horse when he was kicked." Archie sounded a bit worried.
"Is it serious, sir?" Colin was horrified.
"No, I don't think so. However Dr. Oleson - you remember the professor specialising in horses? - took him to the medical centre, just in case. There could be concussion." Archie pointed at an old leather sofa, telling Colin to sit down. "I just talked to the doctor before you arrived. He had finished his examination and said there were only minor wounds. He wants the boy to take it easy for a few days. Probably the most difficult part, knowing Charlie."
There was a loud knock on the door and the huge Dr Oleson entered the room, pushing Charlie in front of him.
"There you are, Charlie. Good to see that you are walking in on your own." The headmaster put an arm around Charlie's shoulder. "You have a visitor, young man." Charlie hadn't seen Colin, but now he hurried over to him, limping on one foot, and hugged his friend.
"Sorry that you had to wait, Colin." Charlie turned around and looked at the two teachers. "What happened to the horse? Is he okay, and the girl?" The redheaded, snub-nosed lad with freckles was very eager to know.
"The girl is fine, just a bit shaky," Dr Oleson told Charlie. "And I got news from the stable that the horse was easily caught. And you were correct. The horse had problems with his shoes. The man who put new shoes on him the day before had used the wrong plugs."
"The horse was in pain. I saw that. He's normally a very kind and easy horse." Charlie was very direct.
"But how are you then, Charlie? I heard you fainted. Not a concussion, I hope." The headmaster sat down on his chair with Charlie standing close by.
"Just some scratches," Charlie answered. "I think I fainted because I got a kick in myÉballs," Charlie said hesitantly.
"A kick from the horse?" Archie looked far from happy.
"No, sir. From the girl when she fell from the horse. You know how women can lash out!" Charlie grinned, and the two teachers could not but laugh of the young lad's remark.
"Let me look at you, son. I've inspected guys after attacks from more serious animals than horses. You don't mind if Colin is here while I look you over, I guess?" Archie looked at Colin with a sort of teasing eyes. Charlie just shook his head.
"Please let me see your upper body, son." The headmaster helped Charlie to remove his working sweater and his t-shirt. Colin swallowed. Charlie was so extremely sexy with his strong, trim body, and now he was looking very confident. The bowed head he remembered from the days when his uncle bullied him was gone.
Archie searched with hands and fingers all over the lad's upper body, turned him around and used his fingers to check Charlie's ribs. "The doctor is correct, no ribs broken," Archie said to himself. "And the scratches will heal fast." He touched Charlie's chest and made his nipple become erect. Charlie closed his eyes. Colin had a dripping erection inside his tight trousers and hoped nobody would notice.
"Let's then take a look at your groin, young man. I assume the doctor did?" Archie looked at Dr Oleson.
The huge Swede shook his head. "I was not inside the room when Charlie was examined by the doctorÉ"
"He looked at my balls, sir," Charlie interrupted, "but never examined them closely."
"You mind if I do?" The headmaster had his hands on Charlie's belt as if to undress him. "You are not shy, are you?"
Charlie did not answer. He pushed the man's hand aside and stripped off his working jeans and his tight grey boxers in one movement. He was now naked in front of his headmaster who inspected him like a professional. Colin tried to adjust his own boner. He looked at Dr Oleson and saw no sign of emotion from the Swede except for some beads of sweat on his forehead.
Archie squeezed Charlie's ballsack and moved his nuts. He tugged the balls a bit too and used two fingers around the root of his prick. In effect the seventeen year old lad was given a cock massage, even though it was a sort of examination. Charlie closed his eyes again, and Colin knew what he was trying to. He was trying to stop his growing erection. The result was the opposite. Charlie's 5 inch (13 cm) long boner grew to fill his headmaster's hand.
"Everything seems okay here as you can see." Archie grinned and looked over at his horse-professor.
"Fine, yes." Dr Oleson had to clear his throat before speaking. "I'll take you to your room, Charlie. You take it easy the rest of the day, okay. Maybe you can take him some food from the canteen?" Dr Oleson looked at Colin who suddenly woke up from his fantasy dreams. Colin had hoped, and in his mind saw that Archie had taken Charlie's cock in his mouth here in the old-fashioned office.
All dressed again, Charlie was about to leave. "You did a great job today, Charlie. Very professional. Hope you are fighting fit again very soon." Archie now became very formal and shook Charlie's hand.
"And I hope you have a serious talk with your assistant about the necessity to horse shoes properly, Oleson." Archie was very much the headmaster now.
"Aye, sir. I will, sir." Dr Oleson let Charlie follow him out the door. To Colin's surprise Archie locked the door after them with the key, before he went back to his chair behind the desk.
Archie looked at Colin. "You mind if I examine you too, son?" His voice was thick. "Please sit on my lap for a while."
"You want me to undress first, sir?" Colin smiled.
"I'll do it for you," Archie answered. "Please come over here."
The naked Colin presented a cock even stiffer that Charlie, a bit smaller, but thicker, and the 4 inch (11 cm) rod ended in a wet glans ready to be sucked.
"I understand that a headmaster can't fuck a student in his office," Colin said. "But I'm not a pupil here, just a visitor."
"You want me to fuck you here?" Archie looked around while he rubbed his super boner against Colin's naked arse crack. Some sounds were heard from the front office prompting Archie to say, "The real head of the college is sitting out there. We have to behave!"
"But please...just suck me then. I'm so horny I'll cum in a very short time!" Colin begged.
Colin jumped up on the desk, spread his legs, and used his hands to pull Archie's head between his legs. Archie opened his mouth like a dog given a bone and gave the lad a mouth-fuck better than shown in any porn movie, as Colin told Bill afterwards.
"I'm cumming, Archie. I'm cumming, sir! Please sir. Eat me, sir. Eat my cream." Colin wriggled like a worm but not a drop was lost. The headmaster licked his lips, corrected his tie and his trousers.
"Please take care of your friend now, Colin. He needs some comfort. And please come to my apartment in the city tonight. Is seven okay? Dress now before the owl outside tries to open the door." Archie did not ask now. He commanded. Colin's legs still trembled.
EDWARD', the formal sign on the door had an addition: Charlie.' The name was written in a rather childish matter, and beside it was drawn the head of a horse. Colin had to smile. He knocked at the door and heard some noise inside before Charlie shouted his "enter!"
Charlie, dressed only in boxers, lay with his head in the lap of a blushing lad, a young man a bit older than Charlie who had his rough hands as a sort of protection around the redhead.
Colin was carrying some sandwiches and some fruit from the canteen as he had been told. In a glance around the room he saw two huge posters above the empty bed, a poster of a horse and a poster of a smiling Colin just in his tiny underwear.
"Come in, Colin! I was afraid you had left. Meet Eddie, my room-mate." Colin looked around and found an empty spot on the desk for the food, then he gave the older lad his hand.
I'm Colin, as you probably can see." He turned, nodded towards the poster and grinned. The young man in the bed blushed again.
"Colin is the reason I'm here. I owe him my new life." Charlie was suddenly very serious.
"Aye, if you hadn't become horny seeing me in underwear, I don't suppose you wouldn't have come all the way to Scotland." Colin went down on his knees beside the bed and hugged his Newcastle friend. "But how are you, horseboy? You were really hurt today, I think."
"It was terrible when they carried you into the ambulance." Eddie spoke as used his hands to caress Charlie's hair and his neck before he let his hands move further down the youngster's body. Colin smiled when he saw that Charlie used his own hand to cup his growing bulge.
"I'll make you some tea now, Charlie. You need to eat, Dr Oleson said." Eddie climbed out of bed and carefully put a pillow under his room-mate's head. Even dressed in very loose sport gear, Colin could see that the young man was aroused by the situation.
"He sported a hard-on," Colin whispered to Charlie when he had left the room. "And so do you." Colin put a hand into Charlie's boxers and found his friend's stiff cock. "Did I interrupt a fuck here, horseboy?" Colin wanked Charlie very carefully.
Charlie closed his eyes. "I've been hard ever since the headmaster inspected me," Charlie said.
"Inspected!" Colin sniggered. "He eye-fucked you, that dirty bastard, and Dr Oleson did too. You made them hot, darling. They love your body."
Charlie was silent for a moment. Then he looked at Colin with a smile. "Maybe that's why Dr Oleson was so eager to undress me when he brought me back here. He wanted to look at my nuts too. He said he thought they might be a bit swollen."
"Did he touch your dick then?" Colin made some hard jerks on Charlie's cock.
"Just lifted my cockhead and said he was pleased that I was unharmed. That was enough to make me rock-hard again. Be careful Colin, or I'll cum inside my knickers. Eddie will be back soon." They heard people outside.
"But he has seen you cum before, hasn't he?" Colin grinned.
"I used to believe he was sleeping when I had my evening wanks, but he said some days ago that he just pretends, and that he hoped I didn't mind." Charlie sat up when Eddie was back with a teapot and two cups.
"I have to rush for the gym," Eddie said. "Nice to meet you in person, Colin. You are cuter than in the picture." Again he blushed, but went up to Charlie and touched his cheek. "Take care, Bro!" Then he left.
Charlie saw that Colin looked a bit confused. "He calls me brother. I think they are all brothers and sisters in his congregation." Charlie went to his own bed, turned to look at Colin, and slowly pulled his boxers down. "Please suck me, darling, I'm dripping horny." In Colin's eyes the redhead, muscled, but a bit stuffy boy, was the cutest youngster he could think of.
Colin went close to his friend and whispered, "Strip me horseboy, let me feel that your hands are as strong as ever."
Seconds after he was naked, Colin placed Charlie very carefully on the bed and then took Charlie's hard-on in his mouth. The 5 inch (13 cm), not very thick cock, was easy to take inside, and when Colin minutes later nearly swallowed the cockhead, Charlie cried like a young boy and filled Colin's mouth with the special salty spunk that Colin called `horsespunk'. He gave Charlie his filled mouth and together they shared the white snowball.
Colin saw that Charlie looked a bit dizzy and did not want to stress him today after the accident, but Charlie was already using his strong chubby hands to wank him. The wanking from this boy made Colin crazy. Charlie gave him no rest, he was a perfect wanker. Colin was a bit slow today, after the mouth-fuck in the office, but in the end he went up in a bridge beside Charlie and howled, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" His head, face and upper body were drowned in white cum. Together they cleaned each other with lips and tongues.
Forty five minutes later Eddie was back in the room. He found the two guys spooning naked in the bed with the cover on the floor. He lifted the thin duvet and covered the sleeping lads.
Very carefully he lifted Colin's jock and put it to his nose. While standing very close to the two in the bed he lowered his gym pants and found his own cock. It took him only minutes to reach a silent orgasm. With closed eyes, and while sucking on Colin's jock, he sent his clear load all over the floor.
"I was nearly too late for my evening class." Colin was on Skype with his dad. He had told him everything that happened on the visit on the vet institute.
Colin had seen that the story about the inspection in the office and the stripping and sucking on the headmaster's desk had been a hot story even for his daddy. "I've made you horny, Daddy, eh?" Colin grinned.
"Aye. I wish you were here, son. I would have fucked you until you had begged me to stopÉ but I have a meeting with my publisher tonight, sorry darling." Bill looked straight into the camera.
"I have an appointment too. Archie has invited me to his apartment at seven tonight," Colin said. He saw that Bill's look changed. He was silent for a while, thinking. Colin saw that something was wrong. "Any objection, Dad?" Colin ended the silence.
Again, after a long break, Bill answered. "I don't want you to visit Archie alone!"
Normally Colin would have asked why, and probably argued. But he felt that this was an order, not a point for discussion. It was very seldom that Bill gave orders now that the two were living apart.
"I'm sorry I can't go with you, darling. Anyone that can accompany you, do you think? Archie was very happy to meet Kenny, remember? Maybe he would like to see where Archie lives."
"So you think I'm invited to see his apartment, Daddy? I'm pretty sure he has invited me so that he fuck me. Don't you agree?"
"Whatever the reason, please take Kenny with you, love!" Bill ended the chat with a kiss and what Colin thought was a worried smile.
"Why did Bill want me to go with you, Kiddo? He's afraid you will leave him for his old lover, eh?" Kenny and Colin were driving into ab area with luxurious apartments in western Glasgow. "He's just hoping for a hard fuck, isn't he?"
"Seriously I don't know and I didn't ask. He didn't let me! But leave Daddy for another man? Never! He's my man. He's my stallion. He's my Daddy." Colin had dressed very sexy though, more sexy than Kenny had seen him for a `date' before. "Maybe I would leave him if you were to ask for my hand, Kenny. You're the only alternative for me." Colin grinned.
"We'd make an odd couple, wouldn't you say so Kiddo? A straight rugby guy who loves to put his cock into the cutest lad in town and a teenage underwear model who makes all men forget their own lassie when he enters a room." Kenny pinched Colin, making him scream and then laugh. "For God's sake stay on the road, man." Kenny grinned when the car made a sudden movement.
"Here we are," Colin stopped. "We are allowed to park in the street here, I guess." The pair saw a dark shape looking at the car from a window on the third floor.
"What will he say when he sees you have brought company for your fucking date?" Kenny stopped at the pavement, still uncertain about the whole matter.
"He was very interested in you last weekend, remember? And I think he loved to see you fuck me. I'm sure he will enjoy two youngsters in his bed." Colin was the one to pinch Kenny now. "Just open your hairy ass and he will suck you to heaven." Colin found the entrance to the exclusive apartment building.
"Storyteller!" Kenny grinned. "You have the whole evening planned already, Kiddo? A wet cock too, no doubt. I hope he will let me fuck you again."
"You would?" Colin stopped in front of the lift. "You would like to fuck me tonight with Archie around?"
"I'd fuck you anytime and anywhere, darling." Kenny adjusted his bulge.
"Kiss me then, mate." Colin cupped Kenny's bulge and was not surprised to find a growing weapon inside. It wasn't often that the two room-mates kissed, but Kenny gave his Kiddo a kiss hotter than he would have given any girl. Colin gasped for air when Kenny withdrew his tongue. The lift door opened and they walked towards Archie who stood by an open door.
"Come in, guys. Nice to see you again too, Kenny. A huge surprise." The headmaster, who had sucked young Colin to orgasm on his office-desk earlier that day, showed them into a huge, light and very open sitting-room, with a nice view to the River Clyde. Behind a bar was an open kitchen-island, and on the other side a frosted glass-wall to what must be a huge bathroom.
"What the hell!" Kenny stopped his own swearing with his one hand. "What a beautiful place!"
"Cool," Colin looked around. "Really cool." He gave Archie a warm smile. The man looked very modern and much younger than his nearly sixty years, in his tight denim jeans and a white tight t-shirt. Very different from the formally dressed headmaster he had met in the college earlier that day.
"This flat is my saving account, guys. My uncle left me the farm in South Africa when he died, and this is how we invested the money when I sold my house down there. I say `we'. That's my Rob, my man, but as I told you Colin, he died before I left South Africa." Archie pointed at the only painting in the room, a life-size picture of a young Indian man wearing just a loincloth.
"I like to remember him how he was when I fell in love with him. He was only twenty five when that painting was done." The boys felt that Archie was far away for some seconds. "I have a painting of him without the loincloth too, but he wouldn't have liked it if I put it in here."
"Quite a selection!" Colin stopped at the opposite wall. A very special installation covered the wall.
"I received this collection from a friend. You probably know that it's not that that long time since corporal punishment ended in Scottish schools. Late eighties in state schools." Archie pointed to the items on the wall. "Do you know any of these instruments, boys? Maybe you have experienced some of them, even if you are too young to have been punished in school." Archie looked from Colin to Kenny. Kenny shook his head.
The most dominant instrument was a 36-inch cane, commonly used in English high schools, Archie explained. There was a selection of spanking paddles, most of them used in the US as he said. The third group of items were more familiar to both Colin and Kenny - the normal instrument for punishment in Scottish national schools, the tawse. The small ones used for hitting hands, and the bigger ones had, according to Archie, truly danced on many naked backs and bums. It was a macabre collection with an African bullwhip surrounding the more local items.
"What makes you think I know these instruments, sir?" Colin asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Well, you have lived with Willy since you were a kid, eh? Willy was the master of knots and whips. They were part of our playtimes, you know. I guess he would have taught you, and he tells me you are tough." Archie put an arm around Colin and shook him.
"You say that Daddy punished his friends?" Again Colin played innocent.
"No, no, kid. No punishment for real, these were part of our roleplays. You know the kind of thing - cowboys and Indians, slaves and masters, Vikings and monks." Archie was eager to tell more. "Come and sit down. I'll show you something, guys." He sat down on the sofa with Colin and Kenny on each side of him. He reached for the packet Colin had given him earlier, now opened and placed on a side table.
"I need to pee, sir. May I use your bathroom first?" Colin was crossing the floor as he spoke.
"A beautiful bum on that lad, don't you think?" Archie whispered to Kenny. "You want to open him for me today, eh?" He placed a hand inside Kenny's baggy shorts and squeezed his upper leg.
Kenny did not protest but spread his legs and gave the man access to his balls. "If it pleases Colin, I will sir. But I'm not his master. He's more dominant than you perhaps believe."
Both Kenny and Archie saw the silhouette of a pissing youngster through the frosted glass wall. "You like that installation?" Archie grinned. "It's even better if I put on some backlights, but it's too obvious to do that now. And Colin didn't draw the curtains."
"He would have loved it if the glass wasn't frosted," Kenny said. "He likes to show off." Kenny swallowed and blushed slightly when Archie used two hard fingers on his bare cockhead.
Back on the sofa Colin was very curious when Archie opened the small parcel and brought out something that looked like a school notebook. "Willy has saved one of my diaries," he said as he opened the book. "I had many others. I thought my dad burned them all when he sent me to Africa. Too dirty for him, I guess."
"We used the new tent this weekend," Archie read. "W fucked me all night. My arse is sore. K had whisky & was pissed. W wouldn't suck him."
"W is dad I guess, and K is Kyle. Difficult codes, eh?" Colin grinned.
Archie went to next page. "We bound K to the pole. Used feathers first. He chose the belt. W jerked him. K came twice. Nude swim with stupid girls." He had glued a picture on the next page; the three boys naked on the river edge.
"Who took the picture?" Colin asked.
"Must have been Willy's brother. He was the photographer and he had his own darkroom for developing. We didn't dare to go to the shop." Archie read from the book but was playing with Kenny's very stiff cock inside the tenting shorts.
"And who were the girls? Girlfriends?" Colin was curious.
"Some classmates only. I think they knew that we used to skinny-dip," Archie replied with a grin.
"You fucked them?" Kenny suddenly asked.
"Aye, I did sometimes, and Kyle too, but I've never seen your dad having sex with a female." Archie looked at Colin.
"Forget about this," Archie said. "Old dirt. Most about films, and movie-stars and some hot events. Guess we were about seventeen here." He showed Colin a picture of two long-haired lads in denim. "See how tall your dad is compared to me. He was early, very early for everything!" Archie squeezed Colin's bulge before he put the book back inside the envelope.
"But what's that?" Colin pointed at some rather badly copied papers.
"Porn before the days of the internet," Archie said. "Didn't know Willy had saved these either."
"You see, guys, in the sixties printed photo-stories were quite popular. Mostly some romantic pish for girls, but we - the three of us - decided to make some hot stories with ourselves as actors. Kyle knew a man who would take them to London." Archie pulled out some curled papers. "And sell them for good money. Not bad eh?"
Colin looked at Bill and his friends in rather unclear pictures. "Looks like an instruction booklet in gay fucking, nothing left to the imagination here." He looked at Archie with Kyle's cock entering his arse while Bill had his huge cock just inside Archie's mouth.
"Your dad wrote the stories of course, and his brother shot the pictures of us, all with stupid masks, but everybody who knew us, would have seen É" Archie just gave the papers to the boys. "Look for yourself, then undress, guys. I don't think you have come here to read old-time stories."
Archie put a disc in the DVD player beneath his huge TV screen, then he turned around and looked at the two in front of the sofa stripping each other. "Please drop your boxers too, guys. I've seen both of you nude before you know, and your bodies give pleasure to an old man." Archie was back on the sofa. He placed the naked Colin on his lap and pulled Kenny tight with an arm around his shoulder.
"I'll show real porn with real actors." Archie grinned. "You see, lads, there was an old Super-8 film in the package and I asked Bill get it transferred onto a disc so it could be seen on a screen."
"And he did?" Colin looked at Kenny and smiled. "Didn't know Daddy.. "
"I think Bruce did it for him," Archie explained as he looked at the boy who knew all about his dad's lack of computer skills.
"I see. Bet they had a mutual wank watching it." Colin grinned back.
Archie put on the video. "Each clip is only about two minutes long, but it's the same pictures as the stories we made. We were about eighteen here, I think."
With the classic silence of a super-8 movie, and quite good quality early colour, they witnessed the three young men in a hot fucking show. The first part ended with cumshots like modern porn, but no facials. The second part was filmed outdoors, and was a clip of pissing guys. At the end they pissed on each other, and Kyle knelt with open mouth and received the golden liquid from the others.
Archie played with Colin's dripping cock with his one hand, squeezing his cockhead with two fingers. With the other hand he gave Kenny's huge dick a real tunnel wank with a fist like a wrestler. Kenny whined close to the man's body.
In the third clip the photographer tried to zoom into a man bound to a pole. He showed the bound hands, the knot around his balls, the hanging weights and first of all the heavy strokes from a leather whip.
"It's you tied to the pole, isn't it?" Colin asked. "And Kyle is using the whip I guess. What about Dad?"
"He was filming." Archie was pressing his stiff cock into Colin's arse crack. "He is shaking you see, a rather poor quality film."
"I guess he was excited." Colin grinned. "But you don't look very horny there. Lost your stiff cock, and very red all around."
"That Kyle idiot did not know when to stop." Archie talked with a hard voice. "I remember I wanted to return that whipping once."
"And you did, sir?" Kenny could hardly speak. Colin could tell that his mate was about to cum.
The old film ended. "Hot!" Colin said. "You guys were porn producers forty years ago, cool! Dad never told me. Why did you stop?"
"A long story son, and you know some of it, but stop chatting now before the straight lad here spunk over the sofa!" Archie gave Kenny some hard wanks.
"Fuck your Kiddo now man. Show me how you do it in campus at night." Archie stopped his play with the two cocks. "Fuck him here in front of me. He's more than ready. I want to see you mount him like the stallion you are. Fuck him on the floor, on top of the mat. Make him your slave. Be hard with him."
"I'll be your slave first, master." Colin went down on his knees. "I want your monster-cock, sir. I want it very much." He opened Archie's fly and helped the man to pull off both trousers and boxers. Kenny, on his knees on the sofa, pulled off the man's t-shirt. Soon they were all naked.
Archie opened his mouth for Kenny's cock, at the same time he rather brutally forced Colin's head down between his legs and buried his wet cock inside the boy's mouth. Colin gagged, and he gagged again, before he bent his head down and let the man throat-fuck him.
"I'm going to cum soon," Kenny whispered. "You want me to fuck Kiddo, sir?"
"Get the lube over there," Archie pointed at the side table. "Let me prepare you. We don't want to hurt Willy's toy, you know."
Kenny passed Archie the fucking jelly and placed himself in a clear position in front of the man. Archie had his hands behind his neck and his hips pushed forward, making his super-erection look even bigger that the youngster's circumcised 10 inch (26 cm) weapon. Colin licked the cock in front of him while looking to the side to catch his friend getting a large dollop of lubricating jelly on his fingers.
"Turn around and give me your boy-cunt," Archie said. Colin, like the gymnast he was, placed his hands on the floor, put his knees on the sofa beside Archie's hips and gave the man his wide-open arse. It was a slave's invitation which resulted in two hard spanks and then a large amount of spit from his dad's former lover being dripped into his arse crack. Archie used his mouth well and rimmed the boy, all the way from the top of his arse down to his balls, before he buried his tongue inside Colin. Kenny gave him the jelly and Archie rubbed it over Colin's hole. Then, without warning, Archie pushed three big man-fingers deep inside. Colin howled and tears poured from his eyes.
"You wanted it hard, didn't you? Stop behaving like a virgin girl!" Archie gave him another two spanks.
"I'll give you virgin girl, just wait," Colin thought, but he said nothing.
"He's ready for your horse-cock now. Take him doggie son, and do it slow. I want to see every inch of that cock penetrate his boy-cunt." Archie helped Colin down onto the mat in front of the sofa.
Colin put his forehead, his elbows and his knees on the floor and spread his legs to give his mate the best possible access. Colin and Kenny didn't need any instructions. Kenny put his cockhead inside Colin without a problem, and then very slowly filled his `Kiddo' with every inch. When the cock was fully embedded, he placed his hands on Colin's shoulders, and tried to bottom him even more. Colin whined a bit. Then Kenny did the opposite; he withdrew almost completely. His cockhead could be seen just before he forcefully rammed it back in.
Archie was sitting on the sofa, bent forward, gazing at the cock and the tight hole with an open mouth, tugging and squeezing his own balls and his dark cock.
"Fuck me hard, Kenny. Do it real now. Make me cum, honey. Don't be shy. Show the headmaster that we are hard-fuckers up here in the north." Colin raised his body a little and let Kenny embrace him.
"Don't spill your load, Colin. Let me have it." Archie laid down with his head between Colin's legs and was about to take the little dripping cock inside his mouth. "Be hard, straight boy, no mercy!" Archie gave Kenny a hard spank.
"The one and only spank you'll give me," Kenny snarled, "Or I'll take the bullwhip over there!" He was red in head, but close to cumming.
Colin started his arse muscle job and made the entrance even tighter for the fucking stallion. "I'm close. Fuck, I'm cumming!" Kenny bottomed Colin again and his cock and balls seemed to vibrate as he sent volley after volley deep inside the youngster's heated hole. But he didn't stop fucking. With a splashing sound from the filled arse, he made Colin scream. Now Colin exploded in Archie's mouth, again and again, and Colin forced him to swallow every drop.
The man was about to get up when Kenny turned around and sat on his chest and held his arms tight. "I hope you will like my cum as well, sir." Kenny placed Colin with his open arse just above Archie's face. The man did not close his mouth when Kenny's white cream was served direct from what Archie had called `the virgin girl's" dripping arse-hole.
"You want to fuck me now, sir? I'm all yours." Colin was still hard and ready. He used his small hands around Archie's rock hard cock.
"We'll make it a bit more comfortable, don't you think?" Archie smiled. "You want to relax in the jacuzzi, Kenny? The water is ready for you."
Kenny hesitated and looked at Colin.
"Sorry for the spanking, lad. I guess I was a bit carried away." Archie put a hand on Kenny's shoulder.
"Don't worry, sir. I'm fine. Last time I was spanked - my old man did it - and he got a fist in his face, so he's not done that again!"
Colin watched Kenny as he crossed the room for the bathroom. His erection hadn't left him and he knew how sexy he looked.
"His body is like Willy's at the same age." Archie sighed. "Except for his cut cock. You're a lucky devil, Colin!"
"I am, and the devil is keen for more cock. You ready, sir? Please don't slow down. You have to deal with me as Kenny's arse is not for sale." Colin grinned.
Archie lifted young Colin in his arms and carried him through to the master's bedroom. Through the frosted glass Colin saw the silhouette of his room-mate relaxing in the hot water.
Colin could only stare when he entered the room in Archie's arms. In the middle of the room was a lit bed. Each bed post was prepared with an orange rope. On the bedside cabinet was a selection of small whips and steel items, and in every corner of the room were, Colin guessed, cameras. In one corner of the room, connected with the bathroom, was a shower but with no frosted glass this time. This shower area was lit by light blue lamps, and all over the room Colin felt a sort of breeze touching his sweating body.
"You like my love-nest, young man?" Archie placed Colin at the end of the bed.
"A studio prepared for an orgy," Colin smiled. "Hot, very hot!"
"It hasn't been inaugurated with a orgy scene yet, but that's probably a good idea. Maybe you could bring Kenny and Willy and I could bring a guest that's keen to meet you." Archie sat down beside Colin and just smelled his scent and caressed his skin with soft strokes.
Colin was confused. The tough guy from the sofa had changed to a grown up man with begging eyes, but still hard as iron, and with a cockhead that showed lust and heat.
"You want to enslave me now, sir?" Colin reached for one of the ropes.
"Would you let me? We are alone now, eh? Your dad didn't want that, did he?" Archie squeezed Colin's balls.
"You do what you wish sir." Colin bowed. "I don't think you will hurt your former lover's son."
"It's a bit complicated, love. Has Willy taught you his knots?" Archie stood up and walked around, appearing a bit stressed.
"He has," Colin said. "I was a scout you know, and Bill was the instructor in ropes and knots."
"Aye, aye, I'm quite certain he was." Archie grinned, then took a decision and climbed into the huge bed, lay down, spread his legs and his arms. "Now bind me, son. Bind me hard and do exactly what I tell you. I'm your master even if I can't move, okay."
"But I'm notÉ" Colin started to protest.
"You are what I tell you to be, understand!"
"Aye, sir. I understand, sir." Colin got up from the bed, a little surprised that the situation made him rock hard again. He looked at the man, a very nice man, the headmaster from a national college, ready to be bound by a kid-like youngster. That same youngster's eyes stared at the huge dark cock standing like a spear and the youth-like balls, a cock. Colin swallowed and just wished he could have dived into the bed and taken the monster-cock in his mouth.
The soft orange ropes were made for binding without hurting the skin, and Colin, the former scout, had the man tied firmly in only a few minutes.
"Take the black cord and tie my cock to my ankles, and do it tight," Archie ordered. He seemed very excited when the youngster worked with his balls and cock.
Every time Colin needed to be close, he let his small, now dripping cock, touch his master and leave small spots of pre-cum on him.
"Find the silver collar-pins, over there. Screw the little cubes off and you will find sharpened points, like needles," Archie used his head to point. "I want the thick ones in my nipples and the thin in my cock."
When Colin hesitated, Archie's voice was harder: "Go on, you'll find some holes there I hope. It's been a while since I used these."
Colin, not happy with needles in his own body, tugged Archie's nipples and managed with some problems to mark him. The boy was so horny, he almost couldn't work, but some licking and sucking on the pierced nipples calmed him down, but made the man moan and twist.
The next step was the piercing of the man's cock. "Where do I place it, sir?" Colin asked and lay down between Archie's legs.
"Your choice, kid." Archie moaned softly when Colin started to examine the huge cock. He saw marks from previous piercings on the underside of the cock shaft but played uncertain and checked every possible spot. He tugged Archie's foreskin, worked his glans and squeezed the head to see the piss-slit open. The last was followed by something like a clear eruption, and Colin had to taste and lick before he pushed the collar-pin through the cock-skin half way along the 12 inch (30 cm) long dick.
Colin climbed over Archie's body and sat down on his chest. The stiff little cock was very close to Archie's mouth, but the ropes made it impossible for him to reach the little lollypop.
"I hope you will fuck me soon sir. Just looking at you makes my balls contract. Please sir, please," Colin begged.
"I will, you can be sure of that. But bring me to the heaven's door first. Select your tool," he looked at the table again. "Your choice. Do me hard, do me really hard! And then ride me, ride me till my spunk fills your cunt, and feed me again with your young nectar."
"Why are you recording this?" Colin looked at the red lights in the cameras, changing from one to the other.
"To show your daddy who's the master in this show." Archie grinned, just before an involuntary the movement of his feet tugged the string wrapped around his cockroot.
Colin went up to the side table. There was everything a trained bdsm guy could want, but Colin felt uncertain. The only person he had whipped to climax was Bruce, and that was their shared secret. His favourite was the cane, but Archie had placed himself on the back. He wanted his cock and perhaps nipples warmed up.
"I'll give him some taste of the three huge fingers nearly raping me," Colin whispered to himself and took hold of a pear-shaped black buttplug. He spat on it, found Archie's love-hole and slowly, slowly penetrated him. "There have been huge items here before," Colin thought, and remembered Bill fucking his former lover in the playroom at home.
When Colin fucked him with the plug, in and out, stretching his sphincter, Archie closed his eyes, tried to lift his body from the bed, and murmured again and again, "Aye Rob, do me good Rob, please Rob."
"Okay sir, let me act as your Rob!" Colin thought as he left the butt-plug in place and went back to look at the tools. In one hand he returned with a cockwhip. In the other hand was an old school tawse, a leather thong with a slit end.
The silence in the room was broken when the first stroke hit Archie's upper legs. Even though it wasn't hard, a red stripe appeared. The next landed even closer to Archie's balls. The man's cock trembled and when the following strokes landed Archie started to moan, more with lust than pain Colin thought.
Colin used the tawse to torment Archie's nipples and upper chest. He let the tawse very carefully hit the man's nipples. They turned red and erect immediately and then Colin sent some strokes across the chest-muscles. Archie yelped every time the tawse landed. Bill had taught Colin how dangerous strokes on a man's front could be, so he ended by marking him with a x across his chest.
Again Colin jumped into the bed, sat on the man's upper body and looked in his eyes. "You ready now, sir? Your cock is a beauty. I understand why my daddy loved to fuck around with you! Take my cock now, please sir." Colin bent forward and pushed his 4 inch (10 cm), quite thick cock, as fast as possible into Archie's mouth and began mouth-fucking him. Colin was so hard and so excited that he was afraid that he would cum too quickly so he pulled out and returned to the cockwhip.
When the whip landed on the sore nipples the man cried. "Yes, Colin. Just do me hard. I'll be ready soon. Ready to fuck you. To fuck you!" He gasped. "I'll break your cunt with my African spear, Colin. You will understand that your dad, your Bill as you call him, has just a small boy-cock..." He cried when Colin hit his balls.
Then Colin went on tormenting Archie's cock with the whip. He gave five strokes, one after the other, on his cock from the root to the top. When the cockwhip hit his glans Archie grinned, but when Colin then gave him some rather harder strokes, his whole body trembled. The young master ended the show with two cross-strokes that landed on the man's balls and inner thighs.
Archie closed his eyes, rocking his head from side to side. "Yeah, Yeah, yeah! Please Rob, let me come! Let me come, Rob! I love you, I love you." The man was ecstatic. Colin was afraid that he had gone too far with the old lover.
There were different creams on the table and Colin chose one without any relaxing effect. He wanted to take this cock raw and direct. Archie had a battery of drugs too, but Colin was not a drug guy. He saw no need, and he wanted to feel the whole pleasure.
Colin climbed onto the bed and very quickly loosened the cord from Archie's cock, before he - with his mouth and fingers - removed the cock-piercing. He did a job on Archie's foreskin, and got the man in tears when he almost pushed the foreskin beyond the limit.
With two hands - two hard hands - Colin greased Archie's cock. Then he turned around and placed his arse on the man's mouth. "Open me, sir. Please fuck me with your tongue. A virgin girl you said, sir! This virgin girl will make your brain forget who you are, and what you are." Colin could hardly speak. Archie's long tongue was all inside his hole driving him crazy. The man gasped for air when Colin moved away. With his own four fingers he greased up his `boy-cunt' as Archie had called it and knelt with his knees on each side of the red, dripping cock.
"Let me feel your African weapon now sir, and show me what you did to the Rob you called me earlier," Colin whispered. He was about to take the longest cock since his maths teacher virtually raped him years ago, and the thickest cock since the Chinese bully fucked him on stage in Hong Kong. The difference was that Colin was the one to start the show now. And Colin did. He opened up, wider than he thought possible, and forced his arse down on the huge cock. He gritted his teeth, he let the tears flow, and without any stops he forced the 12 inch (30 cm) monster inside until he felt Archie's balls touch him. Then he stopped.
"Let me take a small rest, sir. Please, sir," Colin begged. Not much of a master just now. The pain was extreme and his cock was flaccid.
"Take your time, Colin love. Nobody has done that before, not like that," Archie said, meeting Colin's eyes. Then Archie started to move very slowly, pulling his cock out. When half way out he stopped, and let the cock go back all the way inside. He did that again and again, and smiled when he saw Colin's cock start to grow. The man below had become the boss once more. He fucked Colin, who for a while was a rather passive rider.
Colin heard the man's breathing become faster, and he felt changes in his fucking. He knew the man was reaching an orgasm but Colin wasn't there yet. The young devil woke. "Harder, sir. Don't fuck me like I was virgin!" He let the man's cock leave, then he forced it back inside. Again and again, for every fuck he moaned. He felt he was about to come, and Archie was red and sweating. Colin used his arse muscles for a final fight. "Take a real virgin now, stallion!" he cried. And Archie cried because he felt locked inside.
"I'm cumming sir. I'm cumming!" Colin sent his white load over the man's red face, his open mouth, his hairy chest and his recently-whipped body.
"Rob! Rob! Love!" Archie filled Colin's insides. He came like a stallion and completely filled the boy's arse. The eruption lasted for a few minutes.
"What the hell? Somebody been killed here?" Kenny was standing in the open door, wearing a luxurious white bathrobe, an open bathrobe. His cock was as rock-hard as Archie's had been moments earlier. He did not ask permission to enter. On his way to the bed he let the bathrobe fall to the floor and pushed Colin forward. Colin's body embraced Archie, but he managed to use his elbows to spare him his full weight. Eagerly Colin licked up what he could of the spunk he just had sent over his dad's former lover.
Kenny lifted Colin from the still quite hard cock. The result was a stream of white horse-milk, as Kenny called it later when speaking to Bill. A perfect entrance for Kenny who didn't even need to grease up his dripping cock.
Colin felt a sort of release when Kenny fucked him. After the monster-cock, Kenny's 10 inch (26 cm) long, but much thinner dick, was a dream, he said to Bill.
The strange thing was that Colin in a way continued the former orgasm. Without a word he erupted more than once during the next ten minutes. The mixture of white and clear spunk left more in streams than as eruptions. When Kenny withdrew and gave his cock some wanks, Colin lay down beside Archie and let Kenny blow his load over the two faces and the two open mouths.
Colin and Kenny left for the bathroom shortly afterwards and left Archie with his closed eyes. "Are you not going to release him?" Kenny looked at Archie still bound in the huge bed.
"He's not really bound. Any man can open those knots if he wants. Our host knew, but he wanted to play my slave. Strange guy!" Colin pissed in front of his room-mate who was about to do the same.
Archie managed to re-focus the cameras to the bathroom, just when Kenny knelt in front of Colin and opened his mouth.
"I think you owe Kenny an explanation, Daddy," Colin was sitting on Kenny's lap back home at the campus. They had set up a two-way laptop in front of themselves. Bill was in bed and looked sexy, and smiling but still serious.
"A long story Colin, and you know some of it. But guys, honestly I'll give you the short version. I don't trust Archie when it comes to whips, he's close to crazy." Bill swallowed and went on. "And he compared you, Colin, with the young African lover who became his companion, and talked about how he could take pain."
"Archie talked about Rob when we fucked," Colin said. "But said nothing unpleasant. And why on earth did he let me use the whips then?"
"To tell me he has changed, I guess. I'm sure he knew I was behind Kenny going with you this evening," Bill said. "I know he thinks you are sexy as hell, Kenny, so I still think it was a good idea."
But Colin was not satisfied. "Daddy, you know what I have taken before, and you know I'm adult. What have you seen that made me need protection?"
"I have seen Archie flog Kyle until his back and bum was like a meat-loaf and I couldn't stand thinking of you like that, son." Bill sent Colin a warm look.
"Kyle told Archie's parents that he had a boyfriend, and the boyfriend was me. That was serious business forty years ago. Archie's father threatened to send him to Africa, but his mother stopped it. I was about to leave home already so the yelling from my father had little effect on me. But we agreed that the jerk Kyle needed to be put in place. We put him on the pole. Kyle agreed that he needed correction. But Archie didn't stop at a simple punishment. When I tried to stop him, he used the whip on me too." Bill looked a bit uncertain over how much to tell.
"I had to knock him down!" Bill grinned. "The whole matter calmed down, and we were friends again, all three of us. Then Archie and Kyle had a fight that nearly wreaked a pub. I wasn't able to stop them before the police arrived. Okay, the story ends with Archie being sent to Africa and the police charges being dropped. Kyle went abroad for some years too, and I went to college."
"But your brother was sent to Australia, wasn't he?" Colin let Kenny put his arms around his naked upper body.
"That was some time earlier, love, but was a part of the story. My old man found my brother and myself naked in bed giving each other hand-jobs. Since he was the eldest, he was accused of teaching me bad ways. Poor boy. They wouldn't believe me when I told them it was my idea." Bill took a break.
"I'm happy you came with me, Kenny," Colin said before he kissed his mate's cheek.
"It was a damn hot evening, Kiddo." Kenny grinned.
"Archie invited Kenny and myself back Daddy, and he wanted you to be there as well. He talked about another person who would like to meet me. He's planning an orgy, wouldn't you say Kenny?" Colin was back to normal.
"You two don't need any help to set up an orgy!" Bill said, looking at Kenny who had been playing with Colin's stiff cock for the last twenty minutes.
To be continued