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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 87
Colin had been playing with himself for the last hour. Somewhere between sleep and awake, he was still in bed after the heavy evening with Bill and Olav in the Oslo hotel suite. His dad had sent them to the student home in a taxi where they passed out around midnight. Colin missed Kenny, his room-mate from campus back in Glasgow this morning. Kenny was always ready for sex; more than once Colin had climbed into his bed during nights and mornings and the result was always the same - a hungry huge cock screwing him without questions.
In a way Colin missed his buddies from the upper floor at the campus, too. They had arranged a hot fraternity party the last night before the summer break and Colin felt that he had betrayed them when he hid in the Highland cottage after the incident with his dad. But Colin was very happy that most of them would be staying in the campus for another year.
Olav, his Norwegian `brother', was deep asleep in the bunk bed above Colin. They had tried to make a double bed out of it but in vain. Now the noise in the mattress told Colin that he was awake.
"You awake, Bro?" Olav had to clear his morning voice.
"Aye, I'm thinking about taking a shower soon," Colin answered. "I hope the bathroom is free now."
"You want me to suck you first?" Olav looked down and grinned.
"I've been waiting for that the last hour." Colin lifted the thin duvet and showed a hand playing hand with his morning wood. Olav jumped down from the upper bed in a baggy old t-shirt and no underwear. He was erect too and he didn't try to cover up. "Seems that you are ready for some action too," Colin said as he grinned back.
"I have to piss." Olav looked around as if he was about to use the sink.
"Let's do it together," Colin said. "We'll use the shower, okay?" Both of them found towels and shampoo and headed for the end of the corridor. Colin was familiar with nudity at his campus at home, and there was no hiding of morning glories there either, so he just hurried along without covering up. Olav, more shy about his body, tried to let the towel cover his erection. Two fellow students on their way to breakfast whistled when they met the two youngsters.
"Maybe we should lock the door," Olav said. "Could be girls around."
"They would love your tiny love-stick." Colin groped his `piss-brother'.
"Speak for yourself, baby," Olav fought back. A friendly naked wrestling was about to start when they heard a loud knocking on the door.
"I'd better open up. Someone's obviously in greater need!" Colin unlocked the door. For once he tried to cover up his naked boner.
"Gunnar!" Both Colin and Olav screamed. Colin was the first to hug the huge man but Olav was right behind him. "How did you know we were here?" he asked.
"Well, your room was empty and your yelling was heard throughout the house. It wasn't difficult." Gunnar, Olav's second cousin and the National Park ranger Colin met for the first time in a mountain storm, filled the door.
"Come inside, Gunnar. You're not shy, are you?" Colin teased. "We were about to get into the shower but this baby has to piss first. He always has," again Colin groped Olav's balls.
"I could need a shower myself. I started from Uncle Thor's house at three o'clock this morning, and there was quite heavy traffic all the way from Lillehammer." Gunnar entered the room and Colin smiled when he saw the 35 year old man lock the door.
"My room is on the first floor, and I think I have a private bathroom. However I am unable to check in before lunchtime." The close to two metres (6ft 6in) tall man stripped off his mountain clothes and stopped when he was wearing only a baggy pair of military-style boxers. Colin swallowed when he saw that Gunnar presented a very clear bulge.
"Who is to be washed first? I have to borrow some shampoo." Gunnar pulled down his boxers.
"Wow, what a man!" Colin whispered.
"What did you say, Colin? Have you forgotten the Viking size?" Gunnar took hold of his half-hard cock, smiled and made an innocent rotation.
"First time I've seen your dick like this," Colin said. "Our first time was in the dark washing room in the cottage, remember? And the second was during a dark night in Scotland. I've just used my hands to measure you, you know."
"Why don't you use your hands again?" Gunnar pulled Colin close.
"Stop, guys. I really have to piss or my bladder will explode." Olav had a hand around his dick.
"Okay, Bro. Come here" Colin went into the first stall and knelt. "Give me your load, `piss-brother'!" Olav did not hesitate. With a close to full erection he pointed at Colin and soaked him with his yellow liquid from top to bottom. Colin opened his mouth and was given a good part of the stream to swallow.
Colin, still on his knees, leaned back with his head against the wall. He grabbed hold of his own morning wood and sent a geyser into the air. Some landed on his own body and some was caught by Olav who grinned and bent down with an open mouth. After the end of the golden liquid show, the two looked at Gunnar.
"What pigs you are! Hot pigs. Small devils, just as I remember you from Scotland." Gunnar was wanking his 12 inch (30 cm) veiny, thick cock in long, hard strokes.
"Why don't you mark us for the summer?" Colin said. "You have done that before, remember?"
"I haven't been horny for the last few hours because I wanted to piss on you guys, not at all!" Gunnar grinned.
"Why so horny then, stallion?" Colin asked.
"You will soon understand why, darling." Gunnar put a towel on a high bench by the wall.
"Sit here, Olav. Come on. We will wash the piss afterwards. You smell of the wilderness boys, and I love it! Sit on his lap, Colin! And Olav, take hold of his legs. Spread them, open him for me!" Gunnar was the master of the event just now, and the boys loved it.
"Can you understand why I accidentally brought a tube of my best lube?" He took the tube from his trouser pocket and without hesitation he filled Colin's boy-cunt. And then with two huge fingers he penetrated the youngster who yelled and screamed, but at the same time begged.
"Fuck me Viking, just do it. No mercy, like the Vikings who once raped those at Lindisfarne Monastery some hundreds of years ago!" Colin cried.
"But you are no monk, remember, and I just want your cherry, not your gold." Gunnar had greased up his schlong and placed the brown cockhead outside Colin's rosebud. And without any discussion or waiting he just fucked him, direct, hard and loving at the same time.
Colin cried. He spilt tears, there was pain but also a warm glow, and he loved it. Again and again he just yelled, "Yeah, yeah, come on, come on, yeah, yeah. Fuck me hard, do it hard!" At the end neared, Olav knew what was coming and he just waited for Colin's shouting, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Hands-free Colin sent his white cream all over his own body and Gunnar's lightly-haired belly. Some also landed on Olav's hair. Colin trembled like a beaten kid when Gunnar carefully withdrew his 12 inch (30 cm) dick from Colin's deep hole and with a jerk or two started to send his man-cream all over the two boys. Both of them were soaked in cum when he finished.
Olav let Colin down. Colin had spunk all over his backside too. "Why didn't you tell me when you came, darling? I could have helped you." Colin kissed his friend.
"You came twice, didn't you?" Gunnar asked.
"How did you know?" Olav asked a bit ashamed.
"When you just see the white in a boy's eyes and he stops breathing, then you know what's coming, love." Gunnar kissed him too. "Now it smells worse here than in my mountain tent," Gunnar said. "Let's do the showering together, eh? We have 45 minutes for breakfast and preparation before we meet the group!"
"How was Gunnar this time?" Bill asked Colin. The two were heading for a modern museum in the newest part of Oslo harbour.
"He was a bit tired after the long drive, I think," Colin said with a grin.
The summer weather in Oslo was wonderful. "Maybe we could take a swim in the sea today, Colin. Long time since we had the opportunity." Bill was very much in holiday mode.
"Gunnar and Olav will pick us up on the other side of the bay, close to the Kon Tiki Museum, and we will drive to see the Viking ships at the peninsula afterwards." Colin was very excited this morning. Olav had told him about another cruising area he wanted to visit.
"I didn't know you were interested in a modern art museum," Bill teased him, because he knew what Colin was looking for.
"I've read about a very famous `installation' in this one," Colin answered very seriously.
A lot of people wanted to visit the modern, very bright building, that morning and the Scottish visitors had to queue to get in. The excited youngster found his installation very fast, and he was not the only one.
"The installation would have been much nicer if it was you lying there, son!" Bill pinched Colin's bum. With an open mouth, Colin looked at the naked man lying on the floor with spread legs and his head resting on a sort of coloured rubber ball.
"How can he stay half-hard all day?" Colin whispered while looking at the man, a very normal-looking, tanned, lightly-haired man with what looked like the beginnings of an erection.
"Not any more difficult for him than it is for you all day, darling." Bill grinned.
"You could have done this job, Dad." Colin smiled. "Your body is much hotter." The boy found his bulge and made a small correction. "I am horny thinking of you lying out there with all these grey-haired ladies around." Colin was the one to tease now.
"What about you then, Colin? Could you display yourself naked in a modern art museum like this?" Bill put an arm around his son.
"Aye, Dad! I would love it, totally. Just the thought makes me dripping horny." Colin took his dad's hand. "But would people pay to see me?"
"Some would, I think. Some! Aren't you in a similar business already, son?" Bill had problems staying serious.
"What did you think of the place?" Colin asked Bill when they left the museum and headed for the ferry to the Bygdoy peninsula.
"A wonderful building in great surroundings but not all the `installations' were easy to understand," Bill answered.
"Art is not to be understood," the young student proclaimed. "You have to feel it, Daddy. You have to be angry or excitedÉ"
"Or wet in your pants," Bill grinned, and Colin looked down to see the wet spot in the front of his light-coloured shorts.
"Daddy!" Colin stopped with people all around. "Listen to me, I have to talk to Mr Reynard." Colin was excited. "I want to do private shows again. Porn movies," he looked around and lowered his voice, "are fun to make, but the shows are more real. Will you do another private show with me, Dad? You have to be there!"
"Like what you did in Hong Kong?" Bill was surprised.
"No, no, not like that - like the first ones. No more than or six eight horny men, but close up. Close enough for them to touch me. I still have my school uniform and when I'm fully shaved, I can still look like a schoolboy...and you will be my master. Please say you will think about it, Daddy? I miss the live audience." Colin grinned and blushed.
"But you have your studies, Colin." Bill was suddenly the serious father.
"Don't worry, Daddy. University will always come first. You know me, don't you? The shows could be in London or Paris, just an occasional weekend away. Talk to Mr Reynard, will you?" Colin looked around, stood on his toes, and kissed Bill's cheek.
"I promise to talk to him for you," Bill said. "It will be an easy discussion," he thought. The French photographer and impresario had asked Bill about the possibility of more shows many times since the Hong Kong event, but Bill had not mentioned it to Colin.
"What a place!" Colin could hardly leave the Viking Ship Museum. "Photos are one thing but the real ships, the smell, the wood, the carvings, wow!" He looked at Gunnar who had been their guide. Bill had been the only real tourist, looking and taking photos. The other three had talked about archaeology, preservation, symbols and religion in the last hour.
"You look tired, Daddy. Come, let's buy some cold drinks!" Colin organised a table, chairs and iced tea. This was dreamland for the serious young student, but suddenly he grinned. "I've heard a rather dirty story about the queen buried in that great ship, a story for your readers, Dad!"
"There's a lot of stories about her," Gunnar interrupted. "She died more than 1200 years ago, and was buried with a slave, with horses, dogs and bulls. But we really don't know what happened."
"Possible, but I believe in this story, guys." Colin emptied his glass. "I've heard that she was a real man-eater. She killed a lot of young men in the last days of her life. Every night a new male slave was sent to her bed. The youngsters were chosen because of their huge dicks and their abilities to fuck and to last long. The dying queen needed the young energy to stay alive." Colin was telling the story with a huge grin on his face and full of energy.
"The queen and her wizards believed that if you strangled a man just when he was about to cum, his cock would be harder than ever before, and the spunking would be enormous. Every night she tested this, and every night a youngster was strangled by the old witch and her helpers." Colin looked around. The young teacher made an educational pause.
"But on the last night, the 12th, the young Adonis was a son of a Viking chief, who had seen the previous slaves carried out and burned. He fucked his queen okay, but when he was about cum, he managed to put his cock in her throat and strangle her with his huge load." Colin ended the story and sat down.
"I've heard the first part of the story before," Gunnar said. "The finale must have been concocted at a late night fraternity party." He smiled.
"Could be!" Colin was still enthusiastic about the story. "My room-mate Kenny told me the story when he heard I was going to see this Viking ship. The lads at home follow the Hollywood version of `Vikings' you know, and they take any story, especially the dirty ones, for true."
"But don't the guys who use breathing control in their SM games think the same?" Olav looked at Bill. "They nearly strangle their slaves to boost their erection and the shooting, don't they?"
"Please guys, and listen to me now. Never, never, go into this breathing control business. It's not a game and it can be fatal." Bill was very serious.
"But, young men," Bill continued. "On this warm and beautiful day, I want to swim. Enough lecturing now. You mentioned a famous beach close by, Gunnar."
Gunnar parked his car not far from the seashore, at the end of the road and close to the Royal summer estate.
"There are two beaches out here," Gunnar said. "Huk is the name of the area, one family beach on the left, and down here a much-used naturist beach. Which do you prefer, Bill?"
Bill hesitated. He looked at Colin. He knew his answer, and he looked at Gunnar, the 35 year old hunk from the mountains. "Could be nice to swim naked with him," Bill thought.
"Olav has another place to show me," Colin said. "Why don't we all meet again here by the car?"
Bill looked at his watch. "An hour then, as I have some errands in town later. And I have no swimwear so I guessÉ" Bill grinned and looked at the smiling Gunnar who brought towels from the car.
"Have you been out here before?" Colin asked his `brother' and took his hand.
"Yes, last summer with students from Oslo," Olav answered. They went along the coastline on a warm footpath into the open forest. "The small beach down there is called Paradise Bay'." Olav pointed. "I've been there for a summer party. And not far from here is the place called Homolulu'. You have to guess why." Olav grinned and put a hand down into Colin's shorts. Colin answered by looking around and then kissing his friend deep and wet.
"But there's no beach here," Colin said.
"Come with me, bro." Olav took Colin's hand and went forward to the end of the cliff. Down below, on a stony shore, were a lot of guys on this warm day. Some were naked, some were lying in the sun, some were sitting and looking at the scenery, and some sat on a rocky outcrop a bit out into the sea watching the top of the hillside where Colin and Olav were standing.
"It's a place to see, and be seen," Olav said. "Mostly youngsters down there, and some older hunks, but the older visitors are standing up here." He put his hand down into Colin's shorts again and used a finger to tease his willing boy-cunt.
"If you go on like that, I'll have to strip for you," Colin whispered.
"Okay," Olav said. "Let's test the market!" At the end of the cliff they found a small path, very difficult to enter, but they managed to get down to the edge of the water.
Smoke from cigarettes filled the air. "A sort of ritual, I think," Colin said. "Typical for cruising-places. Don't know why!"
They passed some single guys and some groups and found a free spot in the middle of the beach. Colin stripped off his t-shirt, shorts and his tiny JustColin briefs, and made a place to sit. First though he showed off his body for all who wanted a view before taking a seat. "It's like a public toilet," Colin whispered. "Everybody wants to look but they try to hide their curiosity."
Olav stripped down to his speedo-like underwear. "Let's swim!" Colin shouted. He jumped naked into the sea. Olav hesitated, but pulled down his underwear and joined his Scottish friend. After a good swim they ended up on the rocks, so when going back to their clothes they had to pass most of the guys on the beach. On this trip the two heard whistling and hot comments and even felt some pinching. They both loved it, and even after the cold water, they displayed their hard-ons. "Not much," as Colin often said, "But that's what we have to offer. Take it or leave it!"
"We promised to return to the car in one hour," Olav said. "But I need to piss."
"You forgot your diaper today, baby," Colin teased.
"Go into the forest. I will follow," Colin shouted. Both of them carried their clothes and climbed the steep path. They looked around and the only three men up there were occupied with viewing the beach below. They passed behind the men and ran all the way up to the fence around the royal estate. Under the biggest tree Colin knelt and took Olav's cock in his mouth. First he got the yellow nectar from his `brother'," then he sucked and licked the boy to a very fast climax. Not a drop of white boy-milk escaped Colin's mouth.
"You do me, please." Colin pushed Olav down on his knees. He saw shadows passing and he heard somebody whisper, but he just concentrated on his friend in front of him. He was too hard for pissing. Instead he mouth-fucked his friend rather brutally. Olav had tears in his eyes and was dripping spit when Colin roared and came in his throat.
Olav swallowed and swallowed. "Good that I'm not a fragile queen," he said afterwards.
Colin and Olav jogged back to the parking spot. Bill and Gunnar were not by the car.
"Maybe we could look for them at the beach," Colin suggested.
"But there's a lot of naked old ladies there, and some chicks too!" Olav answered.
"You shy suddenly, baby?" Colin took Olav's hand.
Bill and Gunnar were not among the huge naked crowd. The dressed boys felt uncomfortable looking around in the middle of the naturist beach.
"They are over there!" Olav pointed out the two men, lying side by side on towels in a secluded area beside a huge rock. Both of them tanned their backsides.
"Stop, bro!" Olav touched Colin's shoulder. The boys saw that Bill had put an arm around Gunnar's body. A hand followed Gunnar's spine and caressed the hunk's arse crack. Gunnar spread his legs and let Bill put the tips of his fingers into the hairy area.
"No sex on the beach, guys. I just saw a note up there!" Colin knelt beside the men. Then he hugged the two.
"You ready for the city, guys?" Gunnar looked at Bill. "Olav and I have to work the rest of the day, and we need to go to a sort of come-together party tonight. You behave, guys. Oslo is hot on days like this."
Gunnar tried to dress, but had problems with his half-hard schlong. Bill wasn't half-hard. He was fully hard. He was presenting a real boner, but did nothing to hide it. The two boys adjusted their bulges on the way to the waiting car.
"Maybe we could split up for a couple of hours, Dad?" Colin had been uncertain how to ask for this.
To his surprise Bill did not protest. "Okay. We'll take a hot-dog lunch, son. And then we meet at the hotel later in the afternoon." The two went into a fast-food shop not far from the Town Hall and found a seat by the window.
With a high-five the two left each other outside the huge brick-built Town Hall. Bill headed for the nearest underground station while Colin crossed the square and found the narrow streets leading up to Akershus Castle.
"I'm looking for one of the soldiers that arrived yesterday." Colin had found the soldiers' hostel. A young uniformed man in the reception smiled and looked at Colin with some interest.
"What's his name, boy?" The youngster asked and opened a register on his screen. Colin blushed. He had never heard the lad's family name, but he had seen what he thought was his given name.
"Ivar," Colin answered. "And I have his phone number. I just called him, but there was no answer." Colin showed the reception guy the number. The guy pressed a button and a group of noisy voices were heard.
"Is Corporal Hansen there? He has a visitor downstairs." The Norwegian language was not difficult to understand but Colin had trouble understanding what was answered, and the answer was followed by screams and laughter from young voices.
"Ivar, as you called him, is in the shower. I'll give him a message again later. You may wait for him outside." The lad pointed at a bench in a small park on the other side of the street.
"Thanks, my friend." Colin was about to leave. "Seems like the guys up there have some real fun going on." Colin grinned.
The youngster in the reception was the one that blushed now. "Typical soldier humour," he grinned back. "They said he'd had his last fuck before going North! Wishful thinking." Colin was not sure if the last remark was meant for him or just for the lad himself.
Colin sat down in the sunshine. He felt strange sitting in a foreign city waiting for someone he hardly knew. Both very relaxed and at the same time quite excited, he closed his eyes and thought about all that had happened in the last two days and nights. "And I have just started my summer holiday!"
Two warm hands coming from behind, down his open t-shirt to find his nipples, and a mouth kissing his fluffy hair, woke Colin from his dreams in the sun. "Hey, baby-boy. I've been waiting for you." The young soldier from the train, again in uniform, sat down beside Colin and put an arm tight around him.
"I was afraid you had forgotten me," Colin put his head close to the redhead's neck.
"How could I? Never met a boy like you on a train before!"
"And I have never met a soldier before. Corporal, eh?" Colin smiled and pointed at the youngster's nameplate. "And I just called you Ivar, sir," Colin grinned and moved nearer to the huge young man. The youngster lifted Colin and placed him in his lap with his legs spread beside his hips. Two men could not be closer on a city bench. Colin had his arms around Ivar's neck and Ivar was hugging Colin's young body. Their lips and their tongues met in a long-lasting wet kiss.
"Will you fuck me, Ivar?" Colin felt Ivar's rock-hard cock pumping against his bum. Colin's dick had been wet since he went inside the hostel reception and found out that the young soldier from the train was there for real.
"Yes, yes, baby, I will. I'll make love to you like the young brother I never had!" Ivar was suddenly worried. "We have to find a private place."
"Let's take a walk around the castle," Colin said. He hoped to find the spot where he sucked off Olav the day before. Ivar walked close to Colin near the castle walls. Colin found the hiding place where he got Olav's young sperm. Again the two, the huge young Norwegian soldier and the shorter Scottish student became one body.
When Colin opened Ivar's trousers and found his 8 inch (20 cm) smooth boy-cock, stiff as iron, they heard voices from other visitors. "Why are girls always screaming and shouting?" Colin took the hot cock between his hard lips, pushed back the foreskin and used his tongue on the sensitive glans. The voices from the other visitors were closer.
"We have to find another place," Ivar said as he helped Colin up from his knees and re-arranged his own trousers.
"We'll go to my hotel," Colin said. "It's not far from here. Come on, soldier. Let's attack."
"But baby, you are not alone in Oslo you said." Ivar hesitated.
"We'll give it a try, Ivar. I have my own key and I'm not sure where my dad is! Anyway, if he is in the room, we can say I've brought you to see the view, okay?" Colin grinned and took Ivar's hand.
A short time later Colin gave the reception lady a huge smile as they passed her on their way to the lift.
A red sign outside the door: `Not to be disturbed!' Colin looked at Ivar. The soldier was not in attack mood. Colin heard some distant voices inside, but not his dad's. Colin knocked the door and waited, before he knocked again.
Bill opened the door carefully, then he pulled it fully open to let Colin inside.
"Come on Ivar, say hello to my dad. He won't bite." Colin grinned and put an arm around the tall soldier. Bill tried to arrange his partly open bathrobe. At the same time, he tried to straighten up his hair and also greet the visitor. The result was a bit weird and Colin started to laugh. "No reason to cover up my favourite body," Colin said when Bill covered his private parts and greeted Ivar at the same time.
"This is Ivar." Colin said. "The soldier I met on the train the other night! We... we...I..." Colin stammered. "...wanted to show him the view." Colin heard sounds from the shower. He looked at the untidy king-size bed, then at the clothes on the side chair, and accurately put two and two together. Above the back of the chair hung a silk-like short jacket, black with yellow dragons. Colin thought he had seen that jacket before but was not certain.
"Of course, come in and look at the beautiful view." Bill smiled. He was back to his normal colour and was suddenly the master of the situation. "Nice to meet one of the guys that is protecting us." Bill smiled at Ivar. "Handsome uniform, young man." He put a hand on Ivar's shoulder and joined him as they walked up to the huge window.
"But sir, if we are disturbing you, we can take a trip to the upper terrace." Ivar was about to turn around.
"Not at all. I have had another visitor this afternoon." Bill looked at Colin. "He was very happy with the view too, you see. And he was curious about my private sauna, and we have just ended theÉ." Bill stopped.
"Presentation!" Colin interrupted.
"Will you please hand me my clothes, sir." A young Asian guy opened the bathroom door. He was wearing only a small towel around his hips. The boy did not look happy with the situation.
"Come on, Kuzaya. Say hello to Colin and his friend. I'll help to dry you off after the hot sauna. No use in putting clothes on a warm, damp body." Bill went up to the youngster and put an arm around him.
"This young man from Taiwan has modelled for me both in Bergen and today in Oslo. He's really professional!" Bill combed the boy's wet hair with his fingers. "You still have some time before you must be back at the hostel, I guess?" Bill asked the dripping wet boy who just nodded.
"Please Colin, find a robe for Kuzaya. They are some in the wardrobe." Bill pointed.
Colin handed the robe to his dad, then he looked at the young Asian guy who seemed very uncomfortable. "Let me dry you, my friend. Can you help Ivar with his uniform, Dad? It's damn hot here; the whole room is like a sauna."
Without hesitation Colin stripped the boy of his towel and started to dry him. The Taiwanese lad was so surprised that he just accepted it. He did not cover up or turn around, he just let Colin take care of him. Both Bill and Ivar looked at the well-tanned, hairless beauty with his trimmed black pubic hair. The boy had been flaccid, but Colin wanted it different. When he finished his job on the youngster's crack, his balls and his upper legs, Kuzaya sported a hard Asian boy-cock. Bill smiled and looked at Ivar who had to adjust the front of his military trousers.
"Let my dry your hair," Colin said. "I think there is a dryer in the bathroom." He helped the boy to put on the robe.
"Nice view eh?" Bill grinned and looked at Ivar who had watched the other two with an open mouth.
"Your son is a little devil," Ivar said. "He knew exactly how to get that kid hard."
"More than that. He made us all hard, didn't he?" Bill looked at Ivar who sported a heavy erection in the tight uniform trousers. "He has asked you to fuck him, hasn't he?" Bill took Ivar's jacket, then he helped the soldier with his tie. "It's damn warm here, isn't it?" The no-swearing Bill was sweating. Ivar just blushed.
"Go on, soldier! Make my son happy. You have my blessing. I'll take the Asian youngster to his train on the underground line. You two may use the sauna. It's perfect for loosening up." Bill started to unbutton Ivar's shirt and the young soldier did not protest. Bill loved to see that the youngster was horny like a teenager when he undressed him. When Bill opened the belt and started to pull down his trousers, Ivar covered up his hard-on inside his baggy green military boxers. The freckled, light hairy redhead, around 6ft 5in (close to 2 meters) tall, was a real turn-on for the nearly sixty year old Scottish stallion. Bill swallowed and tried to cover his own erection when he went to hang up Ivar's uniform.
"I think we need a cold drink, soldier? What do you say? A whisky perhaps?" Bill went over to the mini-bar.
"Perfect for me. As from tomorrow I have to be a teetotaller." Ivar smiled at Bill, and sat down on the sofa. He gave the boys coming from the bathroom a thumbs up; the young Asian lad in his robe with styled dark hair, and Colin completely naked, muscled, tanned and dripping horny. His glans, free from foreskin, looked as if his cock had been sucked just minutes ago. Colin no longer pretended that he had brought the soldier for an innocent visit to see the view. He went up to Ivar, sat down in his lap and kissed him. Ivar hesitated, looked at Bill, before he answered the lip invitation from his new friend.
"No ice cubes." Bill was still acting as host. "You are the most dressed here, Kuzaya." Bill handed him a box. "You will find an ice cube machine at the end of the corridor." The barefoot boy tied his robe and hurried out the door.
"I want to sit on your lap like I did when you found me today," Colin whispered to Ivar. Bill took care of the ice cubes brought by Kuzaya. "But I want you naked. Drop those military monsters." Colin took hold of the waistband of the boxers and stripped the soldier who did nothing to hide his hard beauty. Colin climbed on to Ivar, facing him, and lifted up to get the hard cock into his crack.
"Wait, baby," Ivar whispered. "I'm gonna cum if I don't cool down." He adjusted his cock and let Colin feel the stiff tool meeting his balls.
"The day is still young, son. Cool down a bit too." Bill gave the boys coke with ice, and handed Ivar a triple whisky with ice.
Fifteen minutes later and Colin was still resting against Ivar's body. With a low voice but still audible to everybody, he said: "I want you to attack me now, soldier." Then he stood up, and caught hold of Ivar's hand. The two headed for the bathroom.
"You asked me yesterday if I would give you a white drink or a yellow one," Ivar grinned. "Is that still an option?" Colin answered by kneeling inside the shower cabin.
The door to the bathroom was partly open and through the doorway Colin watched as Bill stripped the Asian lad of his robe. Kuzaya knelt and took Bill's huge cock in his mouth. Colin could not see what happened next. His body and face were drenched by a golden shower. Ivar took Colin's head and fed him his hard cock, again, and again. Colin did his best to swallow. Ivar bottomed in his mouth and started to throat-fuck him. Colin tried to swallow the dickhead and Ivar yelled with pleasure. With his eyes filled with tears, Colin squeezed the soldier's round buttocks and found his arse entrance. He forced the taller guy to go down on knees and elbows before he opened the smooth entrance again. Colin, the bottom guy, put his stiff cock into the youngster's arse, then he let the piss flow. A dream came to mind; Colin had never done this with Kenny even though that had been one of his fantasies. Now he filled this guy with his warm yellow liquid. Colin's cock was too small for a real fuck but he was big enough to fill Ivar's hole. When the young man started to whimper, Colin withdrew and sent his stream all over the kneeling body, from his red hair down to the arsecrack. Ivar struggled to stay low, but at last he turned around. With open mouth he caught the last drops from Colin's dick.
"Let's clean up and then move into the sauna," Colin said. "I think the bed is still occupied."
Colin watched his dad putting young Kuzaya's legs over his shoulders, and very carefully penetrating him with his 9.5 inch (24cm) man-cock. He saw a silent roar from the boy's open mouth but no real sound. Looking at his dad fucking the young Asian guy while the soldier soaped his arse and cock was too much. Colin could not hold back any longer. Again he forced Ivar to kneel in the shower. "I'm cumming!" he cried and pointed his cock at Ivar's wet face. The white ammunition had built up during the last few hours and Ivar helped him to find the target. Soon Ivar's face was a combination of water, soap and dripping spunk. Colin kissed him and helped him to clean.
The private sauna was small but the bench was long enough for the tall soldier. Ivar made himself very comfortable and when Colin started to play with his cock and then grease him with Bill's fucking lotion. The soldier sighed and groaned every time Colin pressed back his foreskin and squeezed his cockhead.
"Be careful, baby. Let me fuck you now. Ride me, please," Ivar whispered. From the bed, just outside, they heard Kuzaya begging; begging for cock; begging for help to cum again. Through the open door and in the mirror on the wall, the guys in the sauna witnessed Bill's pounding. Just a short time later, they heard a scream, and then "Yeah, yeah, yeah." Again Bill sent his young model to heaven.
Colin placed Ivar's cock on the outside of his boy-cunt. "Fuck my pussy now, Corporal Hansen. Dream of all the girls that long for a sexy soldier." Colin opened his love-hole and helped Ivar to fill him up. Ivar did it without any problems. The 8 inch (20 cm) soldier-gun was inside the boy he met the night before. The roar from Bill told his son that the young Asian was the one that was blessed with Daddy's man-cream this afternoon.
"Are you jealous, baby?" Ivar felt that Colin had for some seconds `left' the sauna. "You wished to be in that bed, eh?
"No Ivar, not at all, but I think my dad would have loved to be in here. I have seen how he adores you, how he wishes he could have you." Colin was talking and riding and kissing and talking again. His cock was stiff like always and Ivar did everything to please the student. Now the soldier took command. He pinned Colin's body down with his hard, strong hands, and he fucked him brutally from below. Colin loved every minute of the hard fuck. When Ivar suddenly stopped with his cock deep inside and Colin only saw the whites of the guy's eyes, he knew what was happening. The soldier filled Colin, again and again, this time with his white milk. Colin nearly fainted on top of the body he was riding, then he climbed down on the floor and cleaned the spunk-wet cock.
"Think we need a cold shower after the heat in here," Ivar lifted Colin like a child and carried him into the shower. No sound was heard from the room outside. When Colin and Ivar entered the room later, they were alone. The bed was made up with a white cover on top, while coke and whisky glasses were standing on the bedside table.
"I think I have to leave now," Ivar said as he put an arm around Colin. "Guess your dad will be back soon!"
"I hope he will!" Colin grinned. "I'm still horny, and so are you, don't tell lies." Colin stripped Ivar of his towel and pushed him onto the bed. "Now be my boss, Ivar. Please make me cum again. Do whatever you want. I'll be your little brother for a while now!"
Bill was standing on the platform waiting for the subway train to arrive. He looked around before he kissed young Kuzaya. Four minutes and his train would come, the board told them. "Thanks for some great days, son. Take care, and have a good summer school!"
The young Taiwanese boy took Bill's hand. "I'm the one to say thanks, sir. You been so kind to me."
One minute for the train. Bill hugged Kuzaya. "Please send me some emails. Good luck in Bergen. Stay in touch with Olav, Colin's friend! The subway train was on time and Kuzaya found a seat, waving to the man outside as the train pulled out.
"Stupid old man! Stupid, stupid!" Bill said to himself.
"Did you miss the train, sir?" A young guard came up to Bill.
"No, no, son. Everything is okay. I'm not good with goodbyes, you see!" Bill smiled and put a hand on the youngster's shoulder.
"I could go to the bar!" Again Bill talked to himself. He was in the hotel lobby. "Still three hours until supper," he thought. "Maybe Colin is alone now. They were fucking like rabbits in the sauna when we left. I will not tell him that I left the bathroom door open on purpose. He will call me an old pervert, and I am, but I'm sure he loved it as much as I did." Bill was outside the lift.
The door to the room was not locked from inside. Bill opened with his own key. The two naked bodies in the bed, close to the huge window, were waiting for him.
"Come on, Daddy. We've been waiting for you. Don't act coy. I know you fancy this new friend of mine!" Colin used his hand to play with Ivar's light body hair and nipples.
"Did you like my show with young Kuzaya, darling? You liked the open door, eh?" Bill poured himself a very small whisky, put some ice cubes in the glass, and sat down beside the boys. "Sorry that I couldn't follow you guys inside the sauna but the sounds told me that you had a good time."
"You like this sex athlete of mine, soldier?" Bill used his hand to follow Ivar's nearest leg up and down, going all the way up to his hard balls, without touching. Bill smiled when he saw the movement in the smooth cock between Ivar's legs. Bill looked at Colin who played with the boy's upper body down as far as his navel. Bill moved his hand to the other leg and played with the light red hair. This time he stopped with his hand resting on the upper leg, letting two fingers touch the ballsack, and then following the perineum all the way down to the tight arsehole. Automatically Ivar spread his legs a bit and lifted his hips. His cock was as erect as a young cock could be.
"I love him..I.. I.." Ivar had problems talking. "I guess he has had a great teacher, sir." Ivar found Bill's eyes. Bill saw that the soldier wet his lips with the tip of his tongue. The close to sixty year old man, who had fucked his young Asian model to orgasm an hour ago, was again horny and ready. He drained the whisky. He could have answered Ivar's invitation but he wanted more stimulation first.
The two in the bed were very close. Ivar moved his head to Colin's groin, letting Colin's wet cock touch his neck. He had a hand on his own cock from time to time, but he was not wanking. Bill left the bed. He was standing in front of the boys. Colin smiled when he saw his daddy strip. He had never seen his dad act like this before, in front of a young man he hardly knew. Colin licked his lips and not seen by Ivar, he looked at his daddy and put two fingers in his mouth and sucked. Bill stripped down to his tight black boxers and did nothing to hide that he was tenting. Colin took his two spit-wet fingers and played with Ivar's lips. The youngster opened his mouth and took care of the sucking. Now he wanked his 8 inch (20 cm) beauty and lifted his hips a bit.
"Stay like this, guys. It's like something from a perfect motive." The new-born model photographer found his new camera and went into action. "Don't stop wanking, Ivar. Perfect. I'll do a closeup. Keep the fingers inside his mouth, darling. Then wank your cock close to his face!"
Bill got the photos he wanted but had more ideas. He found Ivar's blue beret and his short battle jacket. "Please put these on," he said. "And give me a military salute." Ivar was a good model. He stood in front of the window wearing his royal blue beret with the badge H5 (for King Harald V) and his open short jacket. A double salute, his one hand to the head, the other hand around his swollen cock. "Perfect soldier, perfect! Kneel in front of him Colin, take his cock in your mouth."
Bill felt that the youngsters wanted more action and Colin had already jumped onto the bed again, now wearing Ivar's beret. "You are too cute," Ivar said to Colin, and suddenly kissed him deep and tender, his hands searching for the student's love hole stretching with his thumbs.
"Fuck Colin from behind Ivar, but just put your cock inside his cunt. I want some close-ups before you bottom him. Let me lubricate you." Bill put the camera aside, found the jelly, and greased up Ivar's cock. The hard treatment made Ivar whine and when Bill used the tip of a finger to follow the rear of the cockhead, he was close to cumming already. "Please wait, sir, or I'll cum too early. You make me crazy."
Bill found the camera again. He was sweating and when he came to the side of Colin the boy peeled off his boxers. Bill did not protest, but went on taking photos. He knelt on the bed and let Colin take care of his cock with an open mouth while Ivar fucked him with a smile on his face.
"Now we change," Colin suddenly shouted. I will take the photos now. Be my models, guys."
Bill hesitated at first, but then he looked at Ivar. "You mind following my crazy son's orders?"
"I'm all yours, sir. Please fuck me if you want to. It's been a while since I had a cock inside me but your son says you are careful. But damn! That's a real huge weapon you have here!" Ivar took Bill's cock in both hands and used the cream Bill handed him.
"You may ride me, soldier, then you can decide how much you'll take." Bill found a pillow for his head, then he lay down with his 9.5 inch (24 cm) cock ready. Ivar managed to find a good position and Colin helped Bill to find the young soldier's rosebud. He was still open after Colin's tongue treatment in the sauna, and Colin was using his wet fingers and his saliva as lubrication. With a soundless scream Ivar opened for the huge pole. With the hands on his buttocks and a grin on his face the soldier impaled himself on Bill in one long movement.
"Hot!" Colin shouted. "Damn hot, man!" He was taking photos of the whole action.
"Please wait, sir. Just a minute, sir. I've never been so stuffed. I must move a bit backwards. Please help me, Colin!" Ivar had lost his proud erection. After a minute Ivar's body relaxed.
"Fuck me now, sir. Please!" he said. Bill was easy to ask and he used his skills. He had fucked beginners before and this boy was no real beginner. Bill lifted the young body and fucked him from below. Colin, now without the camera, played with Ivar's cock and soon it was like a flag pole again. Bill increased the speed of his thrusts and Ivar, who had been very silent during the fuck until now, seemed to forget where he was and what he was doing. With closed eyes and hands playing with Bill's bodyhair and nipples, he moaned and screamed and swore.
"Take my load! Damn, I'm going to explode!" Ivar shouted. Colin stopped the wanking of his cock, and Bill rotated his tool inside the youngster. Ivar had a new orgasm, even harder than in the sauna. He drenched Bill with his boy-milk and Bill was happy for every drop from the young soldier. Colin was a very good cleaner. He licked up every drop and shared it, both with his dad and with his new friend.
"Now it's my turn, Daddy. I want your cock now, and I want it hard!" Colin was already moving into doggy-position.
"No son, no. I want to see your face. Yes, I want to see both faces. Hold him Ivar, and hold his legs. Wide! Up!" Bill commanded. Ivar sat down at the end of the bed, spread his legs and took hold of the smaller body. Bill worked slowly now. He was not really prepared for another fuck, but the two boys in front had made him young again. The sweating man showed his skill, and Colin did all he could to help his dad go high for the second time that afternoon. But he felt that his `old man' needed something special.
"Ivar! Rim my dad!" Colin changed position and held his own legs high. The soldier hesitated but moments later he knelt behind the fucking daddy.
"He was as good as Olav," Bill told Colin later that night. "His tongue was like a screw in my hole."
"Now fuck him soldier, and you two double fuck me and make me cum again." Colin was in command now. Again Ivar hesitated. "Spread your legs, Dad. Ivar's cock is a dream. It's been a long time since Kenny fucked you now. You will remember this view and this bed, Dad."
Colin tried to stimulate his dad who rested for a second while Ivar screwed him like a teenager. "Oh my God. Oh my God!" The non-religious Bill was pressed into Colin with force from behind, and Ivar was hard now, really hard. He found Colin's hands and together they, as Colin told Olav the day after, fucked the shit out of his `old man.'
Colin was the first to spunk off again, clear and egg-white like this time. Ivar roared and came deep inside Bill's body. The combination of Colin's arse-muscles and Ivar's deep pounding, brought Bill over the edge. For the second time this afternoon his dark balls contracted and sent his man-spunk into a youngster, into the love-hole' of his own son' this time.
No-one talked. They just stayed close with arms around each other.
"You two shower first. I need a stiff whisky." Bill sent the youngsters to the bathroom. "You will have to hurry, Colin We have an evening appointment, you know."
Ivar was the first to return, this time with a towel around his waist. He went up to Bill and hugged him. "Wish I had a daddy like you," he said. Then he looked for his uniform. "The young star in there needs some more time to style his hair, you know," Ivar grinned.
Bill looked at Ivar ready to leave. He was touched. "Do you have to sleep in that cold hostel tonight?" Bill swallowed.
"Well, I have all my stuff there and I leave for the North at noon tomorrow." Ivar was surprised when Bill gave the soldier a key-card. "You don't have to stay at that military hostel on your last night of freedom. Bring your luggage back here and we'll accompany you to the train tomorrow."
"ButÉ" Ivar hesitated. "No buts, Ivar. This bed has room for three. We'll probably be back late tonight, but I want you to keep the bed warm for us, please!" Bill, in a half-open robe, hugged the twenty year old redhead.
"Thank youÉDaddy!" Ivar grinned, kissed Bill's cheek, and hurried out the door.
"Ivar's gone already?" A naked Colin entered the room. "I wanted to wish him well in the wilderness!"
"I've.. I've.." Bill stammered, "invited him for breakfast!"
Colin winked and smiled as he put his arms around the man he loved.
To be continued