Date: Sat, 19 Sep 2015 22:26:34 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 24

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This story is written in collaboration with my friend Fred in Norway and it
is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions
and BDSM activities between a young man (18 when the story begins) and
older men.

Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com


COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES

Chapter 24

Young Colin was sitting outside Dr Finlay's office door on Saturday
afternoon. Colin felt a bit stupid because he had no pain and no real
reason for visiting a doctor. But his caring daddy Bill had insisted
because Colin had mentioned some pain when they fucked just after he came
home the day before. When Bill had `inspected' him, he found that Colin was
a bit tender after the heavy fucking during his trip to the Northern Isles.

In a way Colin was a bit nervous too. This was the first time he had come
to see Dr Finlay alone. Bill had always been with him before. Colin also
recalled the time Dr Finlay and his colleague had a rather hard
experimental session with him at home in the playroom. Colin still shivered
when he thought of getting needles through his ballsack and probably the
most painful event that day, the metal clamps between his balls and
arsehole. "But it made me wild," Colin thought, "hotter than ever." His
cock was throbbing inside his shorts as he remembered the event.

Bill had not wanted to fuck him today, and Colin really missed the morning
fuck which had been part of their weekend rituals for a long time. Their
sixty-nine had been hot though. And after yesterday's late party with Bruce
and Johnnyboy, it had been nice just to cuddle in bed.

Colin was a bit uncertain about how much to tell the doctor of his hot
experiences in the last two weeks. Bill had asked a lot about Thor and
Olav. Colin had chosen to be very open and told Bill everything, even about
the brother pact. He had grinned about the piss brother action in the
church.

"You have to invite Olav to visit me," Bill had said very seriously. "Since
he is your brother, I'm in a way his father." For once Colin had not known
what to say, and just kissed his daddy tenderly.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, young man." Dr Finlay opened the door and
reached for his hand in a very formal manner. "It's been a long time since
I saw you last. You're a student in Glasgow now I hear. Come in." Donald
Finlay was in his mid-fifties, a handsome man with silver grey hair. Colin
had always liked him. He had no happy memories of doctors in his early
childhood when living in foster homes but Dr Finlay had always treated him
with respect.

"Some trouble with your backdoor, Bill told me."

Colin thought he used a rather informal language for a doctor. "Yes, my Dad
said that it was the best to check even though I have no pain now," Colin
replied as the doctor sat down at his desk.

"I understand you had some playful experiences during a recent trip," said
Dr Finlay.

Colin was not very happy that Bill had passed on so much information to his
doctor and blushed like a kid. Then he realised he was being silly since
the man had played with him and fucked him before. "Yes, I had a huge
Viking fucking me, and his tool was like a Viking sword. He just used
grease from the fishing boat motor to lubricate my hole. It was probably
not the best thing to use," Colin answered.

"It might have had some oil or petrol in it, but I doubt there will be any
lasting damage. We will see when I check you," the doctor said. "Please
undress and sit down over there," he pointed to the bench behind Colin.

"While I'm here I have some questions too," Colin blushed a little again
and did not meet the doctor's eyes.

"Go on, son. I'll answer if I can."

"My dick is quite small. Do you think it will grow bigger in the future?"
Colin asked and the doctor, who had heard the same question from hundreds
of boys and men over the years, took the question very seriously.

"I think we'll do a fairly full medical check, and even do some
measuring. That will allow me to make a judgement. Is that okay?"

"Yes, thanks," Colin replied, and started to undress. He kept his small
white briefs on. The front of the briefs was wet, but Dr Finlay did not
comment on it. He measured the teenager's blood pressure, then weighed and
measured him. Next he listened to his lungs and heart and used his warm
hands all over his back and stomach.

"Now we have to take these off," the doctor said as put his hands at the
waistband of Colin's briefs and pulled them down rather slowly. Colin felt
very horny being close to this man again, and his small cock was rock hard
with a wet cockhead.

"Very beautiful, very beautiful," the doctor said, cupping Colin's balls
and cock with one hand.

"A strange expression from a doctor," Colin thought, but moaned when the
doctor went on checking his nuts and his ballsack. Then Dr Finlay pushed
Colin's foreskin fully back, checked his glans and his frenulum (or string
as Colin called it) and opened his piss-slit, pressing out some pre-cum. He
collected some on one finger and sniffed.

"Everything looks fine, very fine, Colin, but before I answer your question
and before we check your anus I think I will do some close up measuring. We
will bring your erection to the maximum level, and I will let you cum. Just
before you cum your erection is at its maximum."

The doctor paused and looked directly into Colin's eyes. "As far as I
remember you had an extreme erection while your nipples were manipulated
during our last meeting. I see that one of your nipples is very swollen
today so I don't think I will use metal clamps on you this time. I would
like to try some new vacuum equipment on you. Since you have no body hair
the suckers will fasten well. We call it the Rotary Sucker because I can
increase the pressure by twisting the wheel here." Dr Finlay showed the boy
some see-through cups which he placed over his nipples. "The intention is
to give you as much pain as you can take for as long as it gives you
pleasure. If the pain is too much and you start to lose your erection,
we'll have to find another way. If you have to cum during the process, it
is okay. I will collect a sample of your spunk for a sperm test anyway."
Colin smiled at this and the doctor concluded by saying, "If you don't
mind, I think I should lock your hands and feet to the table I think. Oh,
and please tell me at once if I cross your pain limit."

Dr Finlay asked the lad to lie on his back on the bench, and then fixed his
wrists and ankles into leather cuffs at each corner. This action alone made
Colin's erection throb and dribble some pre-cum. The doctor placed the
first vacuum pump on Colin's left nipple and started to twist the
wheel. This made the tit harden and even Colin's dark areola was sucked
into the cup. Colin winced every time the doctor made a new turn on the
wheel. Dr Finlay stopped and placed the other vacuum pump over Colin's
right nipple and soon had it up to the same level as the first. The doctor
returned to the pump on the left nipple and twisted the wheel further.

"No sir, please stop sir," cried Colin. Then he said, "Okay, try a little
more." The doctor applied further pressure on the right nipple which hadn't
been as swollen at the start. "No, please stop." Colin was in real pain
now, but he stayed very hard and was still dripping pre-cum. The boy did
not see that the doctor used his fingers and collected every drop, before
putting it in his mouth.

"I think we can do the first measurements now," the doctor said. "I'm
impressed that you managed not to spunk off. I could see your muscles
prepare for ejaculation." He used a metal measuring instrument close to
Colin's erection to check the length and then a cord to measure the
circumference of the lad's cock.

"We will try to enlarge your cock a bit more," said the doctor as he picked
up quite a large vacuum pump from the side table. "You have some small
pubic hairs here. We have to get rid of them to make the pump tight." The
doctor used an electric shaver, took a tight grip of Colin's cock, and
quickly shaved him. Colin was leaking all the time.

The doctor placed the vacuum pump over the boy's already very stiff cock
and started to pump. He could see that the length of the cock increased by
more than a half centimetre. When full pressure on the pump, Dr Finlay used
a small whip to increase the pain on the boy's nipples while checking the
size direct from the vacuum pump.

"I can't take any more," Colin cried out, and then he spunked off inside
the pump. Volley after volley of white heavy spunk ran down the walls of
the pump.

"Beautiful," the doctor said, "beautiful."

"Please relax in the chair, Colin," the doctor said after releasing him
from the table and very carefully reducing the pressure of the vacuum
instruments.

"I am pretty sure," the doctor stated, "that you have the size of penÉ
cock you will always have as an adult. Some boys can grow until they are 21
or 22 but your cock is nearly the same today as when I examined you three
years ago. It's now only one centimetre longer when fully erect at 10 cm (4
inches). The circumference is 11.5 cm (4.5 inches) and that's about
European standard."

Colin shrugged. He hadn't really expected his cock to grow any more.

"Your body height is probably what it will be as well, and your "babyfat"
has changed into hard muscles. All in all, my dear young friend, you are a
very well-formed young man who has to live with the cock you have today.
Your balls will probably grow a bit, and you will get some more hair, but
you will never be a bear, I am sure about that. What do you have to say?"

"I am happy with my body," Colin answered. "And maybe there is some
advantage in having a small dick." The doctor gave him a questioning look,
but Colin didn't clarify his comment.

"But the size of your semen load is above average, I am sure. Has it a been
a long time since your last sexual release?" Dr Finlay was curious.

Colin looked at his watch. "About four hours," Colin grinned.

"And how many times have you cum, to use your word, the last 24 hours?" The
doctor looked at the lad's face.

"Twice during the day yesterday, although the first time was more than 24
hours ago. Then twice last night and twice this morning, so six or maybe
seven times. I am always horny." Colin smiled again and the doctor smiled
too before turning to his microscope.

"Well, your sperm is as healthy as the rest of your body. Come here and
take a look. You could be a father if you want to have children."

"It takes more than just producing a good load of spunk, doesn't it?" Colin
was serious suddenly.

"You are right, lad, you are right. But now we have to take a look at your
anus. Please sit down and put your legs in the stirrups."

Colin had opened his arse to the gaze of many guys and, when horny, he felt
very comfortable about it. Strangely this situation felt a bit weird.

"You have some red marks around your entrance, but nothing serious." The
doctor had examined the lad without gloves, and to his amusement he saw
that Colin already was starting to become erect again. "Guess he is ready
for some action again," the very horny Dr Finlay said to himself.

"I have to open you wider to take a proper look," the doctor said, showing
the lad quite a large anal speculum.

"Hate those things when they're cold," Colin said.

"I can open you with my fingers first if you'd prefer that," the doctor
said and Colin quickly agreed. The man put a good amount of jelly on his
fingers. Colin felt happier. He sighed and groaned when Finlay started his
inspection, first with one finger, the two and then three fingers, all the
way in. Colin was dripping pre-cum again and the doctor was pleased by the
sight.

"I think we can use the big speculum instead of the small one, as you are
quite open now. I just want to inspect your prostate first." The doctor
fingered and prodded the boy's prostate.

"You have to stop or I'll be spunking again," Colin said as he gripped the
armrests tightly.

The doctor greased the anal speculum and then slid it all inside the
arsehole in one movement. When he opened it, Colin felt stuffed and
suddenly in need of a piss, but was so hard that he found it best to
wait. "Nothing wrong here, son," the doctor said as he shone a light inside
the arsehole. "It was a false alarm. However to be sure I will give you
some cream to help your membrane recover well. I will use this steel dildo
to get the cream all the way into your body," he said, showing Colin a
metal dildo with a handle. That was the biggest anal instrument Colin had
seen, and he hoped that the doctor knew what he was doing.

The dildo was coated with the medical cream and the doctor started to push
it inside, very slowly. "Tell me if it's hurts too much," the doctor said
as put his other hand around Colin's stiff cock.

"It's not too bad," Colin said, but Dr Finlay saw tears forming in the
boy's eyes. He guessed he was close to the boy's limit now.

"Why can't you use your own tool to push in the cream," Colin suddenly
said, and reached out to grab hold of the doctor's cock. Colin was not
surprised when he found it hard and ready.

"You will allow that?" the doctor asked with a smile on his face.

"I have been waiting for it since I knocked on your door today, sir." Colin
used his other hand to collect his own pre-cum and let the doctor lick his
fingers. "But I want to see you naked, doctor. I remember your hot body
from our play last year." Colin sat up, unbuttoned the doctor's white coat,
and pulled down his white trousers. Tight white briefs did not hide Donald
Finlay's 8.5 inch (21.5 cm), very thick cock. "You don't need to use a
steel cock, sir," Colin said with a gasp when he pulled down the man's
underwear. "You have your steel tool here. It is just the greatest." Colin
knew exactly what to say and how to act to make a man feel special. Colin
bent forward and took the huge cockhead into his waiting mouth. And it was
not a joke as Dr Finlay's cock was both big and hard. Colin knew from
earlier visits that what would follow would not be a vanilla fucking, and
that suited him well.

"Turn around, spread your legs and open your arsehole for me. Take my cock,
boy. Suck it in with your arse muscles as I know you can." He had his big
bare cockhead just inside the hole. "Go on, don't hesitate," Dr Finlay used
his hand and gave Colin a hard spank.

In a way this irritated Colin. He had not asked for a spanking and he
didn't deserve it. But he went into action. He opened his arse, pushed back
against the cockhead, and with a howl he forced the man's huge cock all the
way inside in one single thrust to Dr Finlay's surprise. "Now, sir, use
your tool as hard as you please. Don't hesitate!" Colin had a teasing
voice.

And Dr Finlay did not hesitate. He withdrew his cock nearly all the way out
again and then he pushed back forcefully, again and again. Colin was so
silent that the doctor asked if he was okay. "I'm okay but please go
faster. And rub harder against my crazy point, please." The man did as
requested and battered Colin's prostate harder. It was good for Colin, very
good. He started to groan at every thrust, but he was not quite
satisfied. Maybe the cream was reducing the intensity, or maybe Dr Finlay
was thinking more about his own pleasure than Colin's.

"May we change positions sir? I would like to see you while being
fucked. May I ride you?" Colin said. The doctor agreed, took a seat in the
chair and allowed the young athlete to climb onto his body. Colin opened
his arse again and in one single movement he bottomed the man. He decided
to start a wild ride. He used his arse muscles like a small hand, and
almost squeezed the man's cock with his tight sphincter, as he pulled it in
and out of his opening.  "Please fuck into me as hard as you can, sir. I'm
going to cum very soon."

Dr Finlay used his last bit of strength to fuck his patient from below but
it was not possible for him to hold back for long. He pressed his cock all
the way inside and sent his load deep into the lad. "Yes, yes, that's great
sir. Great," Colin cried. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" He sent his second
spunk load of the visit all over Dr Finlay's upper body, then nearly
collapsed on top of him.

"Sorry for spanking you earlier," Dr Finlay said to Colin. Both of them
were sitting naked on the bench after Colin had cleaned the man with his
mouth and shared a lot of the vitamins with his older partner. "Thought you
needed some extra adrenaline, son, if you were to produce another load."

"And it made you harden even more, sir, isn't it so? Your cock was like
steel when you fucked me." Colin grinned.

"Well, I have to admit being turned on taking control," replied Donald
Findlay.

When dressed and sitting across the desk, the man was suddenly just Dr
Finlay again. "Nothing really wrong with you, Colin. Take this cream and
use it twice a day for three days. That will clear the small irritation
from the dirty cream."

"How do I take it, sir?" Colin looked the doctor straight in the eyes.

"The human method is the best. Nothing is better than an erect penis for
giving a boy like you what he needs," Dr Finlay replied.

"So what you recommend is a hard cock fucking me twice a day, is that so?"
Colin grinned. "Can I please have that written down to show my Daddy?" He
had a huge smile on his face.

"But there is one other thing, young man. If you go on leaking so much
pre-cum and then erupting as often you told me, you must drink a lot to
avoid dehydration. It doesn't matter whether it's water or fruit juice but
take in plenty of liquids."

"I assume drinking Bill's piss doesn't count," Colin said with a smile.

"No, it doesn't. And talking about Bill, how is he? It's been a long time
since I saw him," Dr Finlay said as he rose up from behind his desk.

"He is okay, but he's had some trouble with his neck and shoulders
recently," Colin replied as he stood up. "He is getting some massage to
help, I think."

"Oh, that's a shame. Who is treating him?" Dr Finlay was curious.

"I am not sure, but it's an Asian guy who provides the treatment at home. I
think I heard the name Chit," Colin answered. Colin thought he saw a sort
of smile in Dr Finlay's eyes.

"I didn't know that Chit gave medical massage," the doctor was still
serious. "I thought he just stimulated the rich ladies in town with his
relaxing oil massage. I only know him a little though. He is a polite and
very nice young man. Guess your Bill needs some comfort while you are
away." Now the doctor winked and smiled. Colin had no comment.

"I want to see you again in about 5 weeks, just to check everything is
okay. I hope you call me when you have a weekend home again. Take care," he
gave the young man his hand and a warm smile.


Colin cycled home in the sunshine and found a modern sports bike standing
outside the front door. "So Daddy is still receiving his relaxing massage
treatment." Colin smiled. "I'd better go in through the kitchen door so I
don't disturb the consultation."

Coming into the house Colin heard some soft oriental music from
upstairs. "I'm back," he shouted rather cautiously. There was no
reaction. When he went upstairs, he saw that the door to his own room was
open and he could see his nearly naked Daddy being treated by a dark-haired
young man, and that Bill's boxers were pulled down from his buttocks.

Colin's home was a place where nudity was common. Even looking at each
other having sex was fully acceptable. However Colin was not at all
comfortable with spying, so he just passed the door and then returned to
the kitchen for something to drink.

On the other hand Colin was very curious about this Chit, as Bill had
called him. He decided to go back upstairs and pass the door again. He
caught a good glimpse of the masseur dressed in white, baggy shorts and a
tight white tank top.

"Yes, he is a beauty. Dr Finlay is correct," Colin thought, even if he only
saw the young man from one side. Colin guessed his height as 5ft 7in (170
cm) and thought he looked quite well muscled. The masseur had pulled Bill's
boxers completely off now. Bill was fully naked, still lying face down,
while the masseur worked on his lower back and thighs. Colin's dick was
tenting and dripping, as had been the case since his first glimpse of the
couple in his room.

Bill had been a bit uncertain about what to do. He wanted the door open,
because he thought that Colin would be back before the massage was
finished. And he wanted to show Colin that he wasn't trying to hide
anything. On the other hand he felt that Chit was ready to give his client
a "happy ending" if he asked for it. Any other time Bill would have
accepted that but today he wanted to stay hot for Colin when he arrived
home.

Colin was nearly desperate. He was horny again. He smelled sex in the air,
but he did not want to interrupt. On the third time he passed the open
door, Bill was now lying on his back on the massage bench and Colin
couldn't miss seeing Bill with a very clear erection. His cock was pointing
upwards and waiting for treatment. Colin rushed off to the bedroom he
shared with Bill, stripped off all his clothes, and went through his own
gym programme in the nude.

A short while later, Colin heard the front door being closed and then
almost immediately afterwards the sound of Bill in the shower. Colin
hurried to the bathroom and opened the door very carefully. "May I come in,
Daddy?"

"Why do you ask? I have been waiting for you since you arrived home. You
are a really bad spy son, and I love you for it." Bill put his arms around
Colin and pulled him into the shower. He hugged and kissed him and then
started to wash him with his hands.

"Did the guy suck you Daddy, or will you allow me?" Colin had both hands
around Bill's full erection.

"What do you think? I haven't changed into a superman." He looked down at
his dripping cock, all ready for action. "You do what you want, son, but if
the doctor said it is okay, I'd love to fuck your brains out!" He already
had fingers from both hands into Colin's open arsehole.

Colin fell on his knees and put Bill's huge cock inside his mouth and
started to suck him. "Please give me a break, son. I really have to piss
first," Bill took hold of his cock.

"Piss on me Daddy, just do it. Piss all over me, mark me as yours as you
have done many times before." And Bill did his job. To piss while being as
hard as he was, was a challenge.  "You spray like me," Colin was one big
grin when he opened his mouth to taste some drops of piss.

Bill forced Colin down on all fours, then lifted his butt a little by
holding his hips and directed a last yellow stream over the lad's
arsehole. Then he very carefully entered the teen. "I'm fine, Dad. The
doctor ordered me to get fucked twice a day, so go on. Fill me up, Daddy,
all the way."

The fuck was a short one. The massage and the pissing had made Bill
extremely horny, and Colin spunked just minutes after Bill started to fuck
him.

"I have to piss too," Colin cried, and it was a new experience for him to
piss while having his hole filled with a huge cock. And then Bill filled
Colin's arsehole with a huge eruption, and the two of them were happy that
the whole event had been inside the shower.

After a tender and loving use of smooth towels Bill carried his lover to
their own bed. Two hours later they woke up. Colin was very close to Bill
when he said, "I want to see you fuck Chit once. And maybe he would like to
massage me as well!"

"You are a cute lad," Bill said. "I'm sure he would love to give you a
massage. I don't know if he is into fucking with his clients though. We'll
see!"

"But how did you meet this guy, Dad?" Colin was curious.

"Very simple," Bill answered. "There was a poster at the swimming pool
advertising the service from the new massage parlour in town. It's
basically a drop-in service, with no appointment required. When I arrived,
the lady who manages it was busy for the rest of the day. However she
recommended her son who is a trained masseur and I met him, and okay, the
rest you know."

"But why a home service? Doesn't sound like that's part of the normal set
up," Colin asked.

"It's not but I didn't feel comfortable sitting in the waiting room with
only ladies." Bill blushed slightly. "And then Chit offered to give me the
massage at home and I couldn't refuse."

"I don't suppose you could, my super stallion. I love you Daddy, so please
play with your Chit. Just the thought makes me hard again. But now I'm
starving," Colin said.

"I'll phone for a pizza," Bill responded.

"Could you manage another boy, Daddy? You really would have to be a
superman!" Colin teased and then kissed his "old stallion" before he ran
naked with a bouncing boner to the bathroom.


Bill and Colin had a very relaxed evening on the sofa in front of the
TV. They felt no need for a lot of talking. They simply sat close together,
Bill with an arm around Colin and Colin with his head on Bill's shoulder.

"You ever miss your brother, Daddy?" Colin suddenly asked.

Bill did not answer immediately, but Colin saw some emotion in his eyes. "I
haven't heard from him since my father died, and that's nearly 20 years
ago. I sent him some letters but they were returned."

"How old were you when he left for Australia?" Colin had probably heard the
story before but hadn't paid close attention.

"I was fourteen and he was three years older than me when my father sent
him away to a distant relative."

"Why did he have to go?" Colin went on.

"It was an alternative to jail. My father was able to organise it. My
brother had stolen a car and crashed it. He was a rebel Colin, but he had
his loving side." Colin could see some tears in Bill's eyes now. "He always
protected me, always. I guess he loved his little brother, even though we
lived in different towns and didn't see each other often during our
childhood. We lived very separate lives. Why do you want to know about my
brother all of a sudden, love?" Bill kissed his young man on his forehead.

"I was thinking of Olav," Colin answered very quietly. "He doesn't know his
father, and has no real brothers."

"But I understand he has a very caring daddy." Bill was grinning as he said
this and the situation became lighter. "And now he has got a piss brother,
right?"

"He has," Colin smiled. "Would you like to see some pictures of him?" Colin
brought out his iPad and showed all of his photos of Olav to Bill. He then
went on to show him some photos taken during his visit to the Highlands
with Roland.

"I must meet Olav when he returns to Scotland," Bill said. "He is nearly as
cute as you. I would also like to go to that cottage in the Highlands one
day." Bill liked the pictures of the outdoor playground and he smiled when
Colin went on to show him a photo of the old uncle.

"Tomorrow will be a quite different from our usual Sunday mornings,
Colin. As I told you I agreed to help your old school prepare for some
sporting event," said Bill. "Your old gym teacher, Mr Cookson, called and I
couldn't say no to him. I didn't tell that you would be home this weekend
though. He would have wanted to have you up there as well." Bill felt a
little sorry for having to miss their normal Sunday morning in bed. "I'll
put your breakfast in the oven, so you have a lie-in. I'll be back for
lunch and we can have some fun in the playroom in the afternoon if you
want."

"That's okay, Dad. Bruce called me earlier today and said I was welcome to
visit him tomorrow morning. Johnny needs to work at the restaurant so Bruce
is at a loose end. I'll take the bike and go over to him after breakfast."
Colin yawned and Bill decided it was time for bed.

***

Bruce welcomed Colin into his home with his arms open. "I'm really happy
that you are here, Colin. It's been a long time since the two of us were
alone." Bruce held the lad tightly, and then ran hands all over Colin's
body. He slid his hands inside the lad's t-shirt to caress his back, then
down inside Colin's shorts to cup his buttocks. Bruce turned Colin around,
still holding him close, and stroked Colin's front - his chest, his
nipples, his navel, and then without hesitating his cock and balls. Bruce
breathed heavily, and Colin could feel the man's stiff cock through his
clothes.

"Did you bring the gear I wanted to see?" Bruce asked with a husky
voice. "Are you ready for our play?"

Colin nodded. "We'll have to make it a short game though. I have to be back
home for lunch."

"Yes, we'll make it a short game. I have organised the laundry room," Bruce
said, "and even though it's quite warm outside, I have heated the sauna."

Bruce's laundry room was a very special room, very much like an old-
fashioned summerhouse. As well as the laundry equipment, it had some
furniture, a shower and the entrance to a small but cosy sauna. Bruce used
it as a playroom as well, bringing his young friends, and from time to
time, his mates, down here for some fun. Now he was sitting in this room,
in an old office chair, beside a table with some schoolbooks and chalk. He
was dressed up like a typical teacher, a grey suit, off white shirt and a
tight tie. Bruce looked very excited.

There was a very gently knocking on the door. Colin entered in his school
uniform.

"Why are you still wearing your uniform?" the teacher asked in a rather
sharp tone. "I asked you too strip down to your underwear. Hurry up kid, or
you will regret it."

"Sorry, sir. I'll be back very soon." Colin left the room.

After only a couple of minutes, Colin was back in front of Bruce. Now he
was barefoot and wearing only underwear. His briefs were white, low cut and
very tight, with an animal pattern suitable for a very young boy. On his
upper body he wore a much too short singlet, only just reaching his
navel. Under the singlet and briefs he was naked, and shaved smooth. He
stood looking down at the floor, sucking one of his thumbs.

"Turn around and let me see your bum," Bruce commanded. "And now bend
over." The underwear was so tight and small that the buttocks might as well
have been naked. "Look at me, boy. Are you scared?"

"Yes, I am sir. Sorry sir, but I'm really unhappy about this." Colin acted
very serious.

"Okay, boy, go to the cupboard in the corner and choose a tool." Colin
opened the cupboard, pretending he did not know what was in there. The
cupboard was filled with whips and canes, both big and small. "Will this
do, sir?" Colin showed Bruce quite a heavy looking riding crop.

"Too light, boy. You have to chose something heavier today. I think we'll
use the middle cane. That give some good marks without damaging the skin."

Colin took the cane and went back to stand in front on the teacher. "You
mean this one, sir," he said as he held the cane like a stick.

"That will do well," the teacher said. "Now prepare yourself, and don't be
nervous. We have gone through this many times before."

"How many strokes today, sir?" The pretend pupil looked at his teacher.

"I guess twenty must do. We want some marks, don't we?"

This was too much for the youngster. Colin started to pee in his underwear
and with his cockhead poking above the waistband of the tiny briefs the
pissing wet both them and his t-shirt. And with a stiff cock, it took the
boy quite a while to empty his bladder. The piss dripped down his legs and
made a pond on the floor.

The situation was very arousing for the teacher who squeezed his erect cock
and tugged his balls through his trousers.

"I am sorry, sir. I couldn't stop myself, sir." Colin tried to look sad but
with little conviction.

"Okay lad, come over here. Let me strip off your wet clothes." The teacher
took hold of the wet singlet and pulled it off Colin's body. Then he knelt
and pulled down the youngster's briefs. The pupil had still a heavy
erection, with his foreskin peeled fully back. The teacher sniffed the
underwear and almost put it in his mouth.

"Now strip me, boy. I want to be naked too." The teacher stood up and stood
with his arms at his sides and his legs slightly apart. Colin pulled off
Bruce's clothes very quickly, not the first time he'd done this. "I'll keep
these on for a while." The teacher stopped his pupil when he was about to
pull down his conventional white Y-fronts.

The situation in the room was nearly electric. The piss-wet fully naked
young pupil was standing in the middle of the room looking at the cane on
the table. The teacher, now nearly naked, with a heavy boner was sitting
down on the chair. The two looked at each other, hesitating over the next
step.

Then Colin took command. "Stand up and bend over, sir. Show me your hairy
bum." He tugged the man's underwear all the way down in seconds. "Turn
around! Spread your legs and count the strokes."

Colin started with five strokes on the teacher's arse. "Count louder,
sir. I can't hear you. A stroke not counted out loud does not count at
all." Colin gave Bruce an extra stroke, very hard, then he went over to
him. He used his small hands to soothe the man's skin, before sliding his
fingers between the man's arse cheeks.

"Ready for five more, sir?" Despite being very polite Colin had a firm tone
in his voice.

"Go on lad, do it harder, and give me ten now." The man spoke quietly but
very clearly.

And Colin showed his dad's friend no mercy. He had asked for this. He had
arranged it several times before and he had instructed Colin what to
do. Even though it was a bit weird for Colin who preferred to be the one
taking the punishment, he did the job, and he did it with a dripping super
erect boner between his own legs because he knew he would be rewarded.

The teacher was nearly screaming when he received stroke number fourteen,
and after fifteen the pupil went over to him and used his hand on the now
very sore bum and thighs. "Spread your legs a bit more, sir." The pupil
used his hand on the inside of the teacher's thighs and found his hanging
balls. He tugged them and then found the man's huge erection. With his
small hand he took hold of the cock and managed to give his teacher some
wanks. Then he squeezed the cockhead, bringing a roar from the
teacher. When Colin withdrew his hand it was full of pre-cum. "Very sweet,"
he thought as he licked his fingers. "Ready for the final strokes, sir? "

"Go on kid, go on," was the reply.

Colin started to hit a bit lower. He knew from own experience how painful
that could be. "I didn't hear you, sir. You still five left then," and then
the pupil ended the punishment, threw the cane away and hugged the man in
front of him.

Just a few minutes later Bruce was back on his chair, pointing his heavy
weapon at Colin. "Now sweet lad, now it's my turn. My turn to hit you, and
for every drop of spunk you send outside my mouth, you will get a stroke of
your own medicine. Now climb on me!" He greased Colin's arsehole, greased
his own cock, and then penetrated Colin without any opening foreplay. The
very well-prepared Colin had his arse already prepared, so he took the
man's huge erection without any problems. But for the sake of the play, the
pupil started to whimper and begged his teacher to be more gentle.

Bruce fucked Colin from below like the top he normally was and Colin was
close to spunking after only a short while. He did not want the cane for
himself today so he managed to get his cock inside Bruce's mouth before he
started to send volley after volley of spunk into the waiting warm
mouth. Not a drop outside! And without waiting for Colin to lower himself,
Bruce sent his cum all over the young man. Together they collected the
white fluid and used it as a cream on Bruce very, very sore bum.

"I hope we can still keep this play as our secret," Bruce said to Colin
when they sat close together in the sauna afterwards.

"No problem for me, but how will you explain the wounds to Johnnyboy, now
that he is living with you?" Colin asked.

"I will just tell him the truth," Bruce said. "In a way I told him this
morning when I said that you would be coming to see me, and he saw me
prepare this room. He is not much into pain you know, especially giving
pain. In fact, he is not fond of our playroom," Bruce continued.

"Does Dad know that you are into receiving pain sometimes?" Colin asked
Bruce quite directly.

"Ask him, not today but one day, what sort of games the two of us played
together when we were young. He will tell you that we liked both being the
one captured and the one giving the punishments in our role plays," Bruce
said with a smile. "Things changed over the years. He met a man who wanted
him to be the bottom guy, but before you came into his life he had become a
top. And I tried out the very tough side, and missed my submissive
feelings. We are what we are, Colin baby."

Colin had never heard Bruce being so open before. "You have met two quite
strange old buddies, son, and we still love each other very much," Bruce
ended. "But hurry up and take a shower. Bill will be keen to have lunch
with you and I know he hates waiting with a hot meal. Until next time," he
kissed Colin.

"Until next time." Colin gave him his tongue.

"I'll keep your piss-wet underwear." Bruce said.

"Keep some of your spunk for Johnny then instead of wanking your cock skin
off," Colin squeezed the stallion's hardening cock.

 ***


Colin was happy to see that Bill was already home. The house smelled of
seafood risotto. Bill was making one of Colin's favourite dishes for
lunch. The boy went up to his daddy and put his arms around him. "Smells
heavenly here," Colin said, kissing Bill's neck.

"You smell heavenly too, son. Bruce's heaven. Did he even need to wash your
hair after shagging you to day?" Bill was grinning. Colin had no answer,
being dumbfounded that Bill had guessed what had happened. "Was Bruce nice
to you then?" Bill went on.

"Very nice Daddy, and very hot. He shagged me as if it was the first time."
Colin was happy that he could answer without lying.

"Why do you think he fancies me so much, Daddy? He has Johnny after all."
Colin was very open.

"He fancies you because you are a young man of free will, son. You always
have been, and I always hope you will stay that way," Bill looked him in
the eyes. "About free will, I have been asked to pass on greetings to you
from Liam. He wanted to know if you still are into being caned." Bill
winked.

"He thinks I'm a rent boy I guess, like the first time when he tried to
blackmail you." Colin had some wrinkles in his forehead. "Am I a rent boy,
Daddy?"

"You're a model, an artist and a performer Colin dear, and besides that you
are a clever student, and a damn nice son and lover," Bill, the man that
seldom swore made an exception. "Please sit down, son. Lunch is ready."

"Thanks dad, you are the best, the very best!"



To be continued