Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2017 16:17:58 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 52

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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.

Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com



COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES

Chapter 52


Bill and Kenny were having a beer in a harbour pub in Newcastle. Through
the small windows they could see the lights from the famous footbridge
across the river. The two felt comfortable hanging over the bar in the not
too crowded pub.

"I think Colin wanted to come with us," Kenny said as he put his arm around
Bill's leather jacket. "Cool jacket he chose for you by the way. He has
good taste." Kenny had an open face, made no smart jokes, and was always
straightforward. Bill had learned to really like this roommate of young
Colin.

"Aye, sweet of him. He bought this jacket from his first salary as a real
model. I couldn't stop him. Too expensive really for an old man like me,"
Bill said with a grin.

"But you look really sexy in that short jacket." Kenny let his arm rest
across the older man's shoulder.

"Are you chatting me up, Mr Stallion? You talk about looking sexy, but have
you seen the chicks over there following your every step?" Bill raised his
glass and toasted the young man. The well-built youngster beside him raised
his glass too.

"But you are taken, aren't you? No room for me in your bed on this trip."
Kenny grinned.

"Well, there could be a thunderstorm over here as well, you know." Bill
grinned and did nothing to stop Kenny's arm. "And Colin was the one to
order a junior suite for us instead of two rooms. Maybe he has his own
agenda?"

"You bet. Didn't you see that he carried a whole library with him? And he
said his only worry was that he would miss his favourite professor's
lecture tomorrow. You want another beer, sir? My turn." Kenny looked at the
young barman before Bill could answer.

"Thank you, son." Bill looked at the young man. "Please call me just Bill
or dad if you want to. We'd better return to the hotel soon. Colin said he
would call me when he'd finished his second rehearsal. He's getting a lift
back to hotel. How was the first rehearsal you shared with him?"

"It went very well. They are trying a sort of parody of the old Playboy
thing. You know, a nearly naked chick on the bonnet. I will drive the car
onto the stage with Colin wearing only his new tiny boxer-briefs on top,
with JustColin all around. `Colin the show man' loves it of course, and the
teens will yell I'm sure." Kenny turned around and looked at the young
girls. "Crazy that some girls want to buy boxers for their boyfriends. Mine
never does."

"How did your mates react when the posters of the nearly naked Colin turned
up all over the place, and even got a mention in the local news?" The
worried father was speaking now.

"Just friendly teasing, no bullying. Colin is no threat to anybody. He is
well liked at university." Kenny's voice was warm when he spoke about his
roommate.

"You are fond of that boy ,aren't you?" Bill used his hand on Kenny's naked
arm. Kenny was well tanned and smooth. Bill was ashamed because he felt he
was flirting with Colin's roomy and `bodyguard' as Colin called him on this
modelling tour. He was also ashamed because he had to adjust his growing
bulge. Kenny's round butt in too tight black trousers was like a magnet,
and not only for the girls in the pub.

"You ask if we are boyfriends?" Kenny was straightforward again. "Well, we
are not. I love him as my mate, my best mate." Kenny placed himself nearer
to Bill. "Did you ever have a roomy you cared for at Uni, Bill?"

For the first time Bill looked down, and even blushed slightly. He sipped
his beer and looked at Kenny. The boy suddenly was afraid that he had asked
something too private. "Sorry Bill, ifÉ"

Bill interrupted him with a warm and gentle stroke on his arm. "I fell in
love with my roomy Kenny, and we stayed together for many years, but it was
not easy beingÉ two young menÉ togetherÉ in those days. But great
years. Great guy." Bill's eyes were beyond his young friend.

"Well, now we have to make a toast for Kiddo tomorrow!" Kenny raised his
glass and almost emptied it.

"How will our Kiddo, as you call him, act with a lot of girls around? Not
his favourite thing I know." Bill was happy for the change of topic.

"He will love it. He will look behind them and search for the boyfriends in
the background. And if he finds the right one to try his new boxers on,
maybe we will be the ones who have to share bed, Bill." Kenny put down his
empty glass.

The two headed back to the hotel nearby.


"So there you are, guys. Any luck in the Newcastle red light district?"
Colin had a huge smile lying on the bed in JustColin underwear. "How do you
like my new jock?"

"Didn't know there was a red light district," Bill said. "And when did they
start to make sexy jocks for teens?"

"They haven't." Colin grinned. "Mr Sieger, the editor of `Young Fashion,'
had it made just for me. He teased me and said he worked with an adult
production company to make dirty versions of other brands."

"And for sure with the same model in mind." Bill rolled his eyes.

"One size only, but it will fit you too." Colin stripped off his yellow
jock and threw it to the quizzically-looking Kenny who was standing beside
the bed. Colin, very theatrical-like, covered his dick with both hands.

But Kenny took the challenge without hesitating. He stripped off his jacket
and his t-shirt but when he dropped his black tight trousers, Colin
whistled. No underwear as usual. "Last time commando on this trip,
`bodyguard.' I'll get you a bag of JustColin tomorrow." "Hopefully a bit
bigger than this," Kenny said with a laugh. He had trouble putting his huge
half-hard circumcised cock into the small item. Bill swallowed twice.

"Since I am naked, I hope I can use the bathroom first." Kenny collected
his clothes and went across the room to his own bed.

Bill took the naked Colin in his arms and hugged him. "How are you,
darling? Nervous, eh?"

"Not nervous, a bit scared maybe. This will be bigger - more important -
than any dirty show I've done, but it will be great." The young man crawled
under the cover.

Very unusual for Colin, but when Bill returned from the bathroom Colin was
still awake, seeming quite uneasy. Bill tried to calm him, but he knew his
Colin. He knew what he needed. "Go on, Colin dear. Kenny will take care of
you. I will look after you in the morning. Okay, love? Go on," Bill
whispered to the boy in his arms. Colin hesitated a minute, then he kissed
his Daddy deeply, took his pillow and was beside his roommate seconds
later.

Bill was tired and needing his sleep after a long day on the road, in
conferences and then having the beer. In the background he heard the sound
of two hot youngsters making love. He knew he could have both of them when
he wanted, and was sure Colin's mouth would wake him up next morning.


"You calmed the star down last night?" Bill put a hand on Kenny's knee at
the breakfast table. Colin was into his third buffet visit.

"Aye, he snored like a cat minutes after I shagged him. I was about to
visit your bed, but you slept like a baby yourself. I was as horny as hell
I could have gone another round," Kenny said with a grin. "And there wasn't
storm, you know."

The boy did nothing to prevent Bill's hand moving up to his thigh. "Next
time a small breeze is enough excuse for you to come into my bed." Bill
rubbed Kenny's thigh and went back to his breakfast.

"Did you say there was a storm?" Colin was back. "I didn't hear a thing,
but I woke up with your hard-on in my hand early in the morning." He looked
at his mate.

"Why didn't you do anything to please my little man then?" Kenny looked
around. Nobody could hear them.

"Idiot! I sucked you off for God's sake, before I moved to take care of
Daddy's morning needs. Be careful where you display your tool while nearly
senseless. Next time it could be the maid, you know - the oldest one, who
grabs hold of it." Colin was in excellent mood this morning.


"What's the schedule?" Bill went into business mode when he led Colin and
Kenny from the breakfast room.

"I have to see the hairdresser first, then there is a press-meeting before
the show. Four brands will be on the catwalk today. We are the grand
finale. After that they suggest I allow half an hour for chatting with my
fans." Colin grinned when Kenny put up his middle finger and then gently
punched his chest.

"And then the party tonight. We don't want to be late for that. A lot of
local models will be there. `Young Fashion' and Mr Sieger are hosting. We
leave early tomorrow for Manchester, eh?" Colin asked.

"Yes, we have to. Four hours drive if the traffic is kind. The local store
manager is providing us with lunch, but the Italian underwear company is
running the show both in Manchester and in London so we have to say goodbye
to Mr Sieger and his folks today." Bill was suddenly the very clear
boss. "By the way, the Germans want to meet you for another private
photo-session after your walk-about. They will meet you in the changing
room. You are to wear your JustColin bathrobe."

"Thought they would have preferred me totally naked," Colin smiled. "But
now I must go to the beauty salon. It was a very nice breakfast, Daddy, but
far from your standard." He hugged his dad and gave Kenny a high five. Then
he left.

"I'll will bring him down to earth when we're back in campus." Kenny
touched Bill's arm. Four smiling eyes met.

***


"You did a great job, Colin dear. You can be proud of him, Bill. Anyone
would believe that this kid has done many shows before." Mr Sieger hugged
both the new model and his dad when Colin hurried into the changing room
after the show.

"I'm very happy," Colin answered, "but I was afraid that the girls should
drag me off stage when one of them pulled down my underwear at the end."

"No problem," the German editor went on. "It's all good PR, both the local
press and the local TV were there."

"But I was really embarrassed because I had a hard-on during the last
`walk', just when that stupid girl used her hands." Colin looked at his
smiling Daddy. "I managed to stay cool up to that point by just
concentrating on the girls. When I changed into the last tiny boxers one of
the local guys put a hand on my dick to tease me and my cock grew in
seconds."

"Maybe we have to give you a relaxing pill next time." Bill tried to be
serious. He winked at his still tenting son.

"No, no, no." Mr Sieger did not see the joke. "Never. Good for the audience
that you get a hard-on from time to time. It's the publisher's
responsibility to censor photos.

"But I saw Frederic from your magazine very close when that happened, as if
he was expecting something."  Colin was about to strip. "What do I put on
for the walk-about?"

"Take the tight but not too small black boxers, and put on that top with
the JustColin logo." Mr Sieger looked at the lady responsible for dressing
as he spoke.

The naked Colin covered his stiffy with his hands when she passed him the
outfit, but when he started to dress, he just let it go. "No possibility to
be shy here, Daddy," Colin whispered.

"And you hate that, eh?" Bill grinned at the boyish-looking
`exhibitionist'.

"Here you have 50 tickets for the party tonight. All of them will receive a
pair of JustColin boxers too. Try to share among both boys and girls." Mr
Sieger was smiling. "But how did you persuade the police to allow you to
sit on the car bonnet when you drove into the hall today? They banned it
last night."

"I just gave the policeman a blowjob. He was very sexy." Colin shocked the
German editor who blushed like schoolgirl. Bill rolled his eyes. Mr Sieger
remained silent. "Kidding guys! The policeman has two sons. I used two
pairs of boxers and two tickets. No problem with the car stunt after that."

"Isn't that close to corruption?" The editor grinned.

"I call it active marketing," the young model said as he left for the
howling horde waiting around the stage.

At the last minute, Kenny, as bodyguard, was there, dressed in a tight
black suit. "You are only missing the earplug," Colin said when the two
entered the hall.

"I chose the butt-plug instead." Kenny pinched Colin's buttock.

The thirty minute walk-about was about to end when Colin saw a young man a
bit outside the main circle. He wasn't dressed in anything special. He
wasn't a beauty at first sight either. He was a very slim lad, Colin's
size, a redhead with quite wild hair. Colin couldn't keep his eyes off
him. "He looked lonely," Colin said to Bill late that night.

Colin gave Kenny all but two of the remaining tickets and asked him to
distribute them among the fans.  He went up to the youngster, and met a
gentle white smile. The boy, with a snub nose and some freckles, had the
bluest eyes you could think of. Colin suddenly blushed. After performing
nearly naked in front of hundreds without shyness, he suddenly felt shy in
front of this one boy. He covered his crotch with one hand.

"You want a ticket for tonight's party? I have two tickets left." Colin
smiled.

"That would be great," the boy said, "but I have no girlfriend to bring to
the party."

"Neither have I."  Colin grinned. "Come and see me then."

"I live outside the city so it won't be easy, but maybe. I hope you will
sign your photo for me." The boy was suddenly very eager. He brought out
the latest edition of "Young Fashion" where Colin was presented for the
first time.

"Cool," Colin said. "What's your name?"

"Charlie," the boy answered.

"And how old are you?" Colin looked at him.

"I'm seventeen, but my mates tease me, and say I look like a kid. So
annoying." The boy grinned.

"To Charlie 17 from Colin 18." Colin grinned back and signed like a
professional.

"Take a ticket Charlie and see what you can do. I would love to see you
tonight. Anyway, I'll get you a pair of JustColin boxers now. Please follow
me." Colin turned round and led the lad to the changing room. "Please find
a gift pack of boxers for this boy," he said to the lady inside.

"That colour is not so good for you," Colin said when the lady gave the
pale boy a pair of white boxers. You can have mine instead. Please come!"
He took the boy's arm and shoved him into the temporary toilet area and
locked the door. The two youngsters were suddenly very close in the small
room. Colin felt the heat from the young body and was about to kiss him,
but cooled down.

"He reminded me of summer, a warm summer in the countryside," said Colin,
close in Bill's arms late that night.

Colin knew that the photo-team from Hamburg was waiting for the private
photo session so he quickly stripped his boxers off and handed them to
Charlie. The boy took the black boxers and put them in front of his face,
sniffing with an open mouth. Colin felt that his stiff cock was leaking. He
used one hand and touched Charlie's crotch very lightly. The lad did not
protest, but pushed his hips forward.

"Please put on my boxers and see that they fit you," Colin's voice was
fuzzy. He opened Charlie's belt buckle. Charlie pushed his denim jeans and
his child-style briefs down, kicking off his boots at the same time. Colin
was met by a boner, just a bit bigger than his own. The boy's dark red
cockhead was shining with excitement. Colin used one hand and squeezed the
boy's dick tenderly. Charlie returned the movement and played very
carefully with Colin's super hard dick. The star was hornier inside this
tight room than he had been for a long time. His young body trembled with
excitement.

Suddenly Colin felt his hand, his arm and his legs being hit by hot
dripping cum. The boy's small dick was pumping and pumping inside Colin's
hand. The feeling was tremendous. Charlie's head fell down on Colin's
shoulder. He cried silently and whispered, "I'm sorry, Colin. I'm sorry."
He had had an ejaculation in Colin's hands without even being jacked.

"Hurry up, Kiddo. The Germans are waiting for you," Kenny shouted and
knocked the door.

"I'm coming, Kenny. Find a bathrobe for me please. Just give me a few
seconds." Colin used Charlie's underwear to clean up the spunk. "Sorry,
lad. I would have cum too if I had more time. Please come tonight."  Colin
kissed the boy on his mouth and used his fingers to wipe the boy's
tear-filled eyes. Then he put on the white boxers and tried to arrange his
own dripping stiffy.

Colin met Kenny with the white JustColin bathrobe outside. "Please take
Charlie, the boy inside, to the door for me, Kenny. And be as nice to him
as I know you can, mate." Colin kissed him.

"What's wrong with him?" Kenny grinned when he saw Colin hurry for the
improvised photo studio next door.

The 'star of the day' was met by Mr Sieger and the photo team, Anna and
Frederic. They all greeted him with open arms. He took his robe off and was
ready for `acting'.

"A very good start today," Anna hugged him. Colin was very shy because of
his erection. "You look really excited, Colin. Your tan is perfect for
pictures; you look as if you are back from a sporting event. But put on red
boxers instead of the white ones, and take the medium size only. Fits you
well. And take off the tank-top. We want you shirtless," Anna directed
without waiting for answers.

"Women!" Colin thought. But it helped him to cool down. And he stripped in
front of the three without turning around, and he even arranged his cock
inside the boxers without blushing. He was sure that Frederic who was
supposedly making preparations took several photos of him while he
changed. That triggered him to perform instead of turning away.

The team took a lot of pictures of Colin in different situations, even some
with Colin naked just holding boxers in front of his dick and balls.

"I would like something special," said Anna. "Colin, who is that
well-dressed young man who follows you around?"

"Oh, you mean Kenny. He's my roommate from University. He works for me on
this tour both as chauffeur and bodyguard." Colin smiled.

"You think he would be willing to pose in some pictures with you? He'd be a
great contrast." Anna went on.

"You want to make some porn here, guys? Dressed men and nude teens, eh?"
Colin joked. Anna blushed now for the first time.

"No, seriously Colin. Do you think he will be would pose in some pictures
with you? We'll pay him of course if we use them." Anna looked at Mr Sieger
who nodded.

"I'll ask him," Colin said.

"The Germans want you to do some pictures with me," Colin smiled at Kenny
when he entered the studio.

"Cool, Kiddo. The beauty and the beast, eh?" Kenny hugged him, then he
shook hands with both Anna and Frederic.

"Please stand by the wall and face us. I think we'll open your shirt a
little." Anna was very close to Kenny. "You stay close to him Colin, and
look into the camera both of you." The two acted with a lot of laughter and
play. Frederic shot a lot of pictures.

"Are you willing to swap over? You have some dark formal clothes here,
Colin?" Anna looked around.

"You mean me in dark suit and Kenny in JustColin boxers? What do you say,
mate? You willing for your sexy body to be seen all over Europe?" Colin
thumped Kenny's arm.

"Why not?" Kenny hesitated, "But no nude pictures - my folks at home would
kill me. Okay?"

"We promise, no frontal nudity," Mr Sieger answered.

"Wait a few minutes then." Colin went to the changing room and came back in
tight black trousers, shirtless but wearing his shiny, short leather-like
jacket. Still barefoot he placed himself in front of the camera. Anna
whistled.

Kenny looked at bit confused. "How do you want it, ma'am?" He looked at the
German organiser.

"You can just strip here and use Colin's red boxers, can't you?" Anna
said. She gave him the red boxers Colin had worn earlier.

Colin saw the whole setting now, and smiled his broadest smile. "The German
bitch wanted to see you naked. She couldn't wait to see the stallion's
cock," Colin teased Kenny on their way back to the hotel.

Kenny undressed without any hesitation. He pulled down his white boxers as
well and showed off his semi-hard cock for some seconds before he put on
the red JustColin ones.  "A bit too tight," Anna said, "but we will let
Colin cover your bulge. Too hot for our teenage readers, don't you think?"
She looked at the editor. Then she, without any excuse, went up to Kenny
and adjusted his cock inside the tight boxers.

"Perfect young man. You could be a professional model," Anna finished and
Frederic shot his pictures. At the end Colin was so close to his mate that
he could feel the huge, now fully erect, cock behind his lower back.

"Okay, we have to end now. Colin must get back to the hotel and prepare for
the evening. You have already used too much of his time. See you tonight,
guys." Mr Sieger virtually pushed the other two out of the room, and then
he turned off the extra studio lighting before leaving.

"Crazy Germans. Just crazy, and you are glorious mate," Colin said as he
turned around. It took him less than a minute to be naked. He knelt before
his friend and started to lick and suck the 10 inch (26 cm) cock through
the thin fabric. Kenny closed his eyes and spread his legs like a real
stallion. Colin ripped the underwear off him and put the circumcised
cockhead as deep as possible into his mouth.

"Be careful, Kiddo. You know how fast I cum when I'm as horny as I am
now. Let me taste you." The tall guy pulled Colin down on a chair and
returned the sucking service. Kenny did his special trick, taking Colin's
small cock and balls into his mouth at the same time. Colin trembled and
moaned.

"Fuck me, Kenny. Fuck me now. I think we are alone. Use the face-cream they
left. Use it on your cock and fuck me fast and hard. I can't wait any
longer to cum. I have wanted it since early this morning," Colin shouted.

"We do it doggie then, Kiddo. Bend over the chair and I'll fuck you like
the first time. How do you think it has been for me to see you hot all day
and pretend to be cool? When this German lady corrected my junior just now
I was about to spunk in my pants." Kenny was greasing up his cock with
plenty of cream. Very carefully, he placed his cockhead against Colin's
arsehole. Like at home in their small room, he wanted Colin to be the
leader, even if there was no doubt that he was the top guy.

"Just do it, Kenny love. Don't spare me." Colin pushed back and buried
Kenny's cock inside him. "Go on, bottom in me, then rest a little, as
you've done before. Out again please, love, then back in, full force, don't
hesitate. I'm horny for some rough treatment."

"You want me to squeeze your nipples or tug your balls, Kiddo?" Kenny felt
Colin's arse muscles now and knew he couldn't hold back very much
longer. He would try to make Colin cum at the same time. They used to
manage that at home in bed. And because Kenny kept his erection after
spunking, he could fuck Colin through eruption after eruption when they had
their fuck nights, as they called it.

"Sorry for disturbing you, guys." Mr Sieger suddenly appeared back in the
room. "I left my mobile phone here."

Kenny was about to withdraw because of the interruption, just before he was
to cum. Colin was more irritated and he said, "Come over here, sir. Give me
your stiff cock. You have been stiff for the last hour. Let me help you
like I've done before."

Colin was stuffed in both ends now. Kenny fucked him while looking at the
German guy who pulled out his dark cock, nearly the size of Kenny's, and
began a wild mouth-fuck. Kenny was impressed when he saw Colin take him in
his throat without problems. Kenny used one hand on Colin's nipples, while
his other hand squeezed Colin's dripping cock.

"I'm cumming soon, Kiddo. Take my load deep inside you." Kenny bottomed and
roared as he often did.

"Please change places with me," Mr Sieger said to Kenny. Colin was not
pleased. He didn't want Mr Sieger to fuck him. But the German just stood
behind Colin and wanked his long cock to full climax. He sent his spunk in
load after load around Colin's arse hole and buttocks. Then he knelt and
rimmed the boy. He licked up his own white cream and Kenny's cream dripping
from the boy's love hole.

"Help me now, guys." Colin rose in front of the two kneeling men. He did
not touch his cock with his hands, and he refused help. "Open up guys, open
up! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" With his hands on his own buttocks, and with
his hips pushed forward, Colin spunked hands-free into the faces and the
mouths of his German boss and his uni roommate.

"Give my cream to my boss, Kenny. You can have more later you know." Colin
grinned. "I'm happy that you forgot your mobile, sir." Colin looked at his
German editor who stared at Kenny with an open mouth. The boy showed off
his huge cock, still fully erect even after his cumming. This was `early
days' for the stallion from Uni.

"You could be the new German porn star after this," Colin teased Kenny on
the way back to the hotel. Their own car was part of the evening's disco
decoration.

"It's not only the two of us who need a rest," Colin said when the boys
found a snoring Bill lying on his bed like a living St Andrew's Cross. "May
I rest with you, buddy?" Colin grinned and followed Kenny to his bed. He
knew that in some minutes he would be fucked for real by the man that,
beside his daddy, he felt was the best fucker around.


The teen disco party was already filled up with dancing youngsters when
Colin arrived as a sort of guest of honour. He was greeted by the DJ, and
nearly dragged onto the floor by young hands. Bill was welcomed by the
German team and treated to some very nice food and drinks in the nearby
restaurant, while Kenny was on hand to drive the car out of the store later
on.

Colin was a prince on the floor among the teens, Bill thought. He was
dressed in tight black trousers, skin-coloured top, boots, and a very
fashionable short grey leather jacket which had been sent to him by the
French photographer, Mr Reynard.

This was not free-time for Colin. He had to show off JustColin underwear
during the party. The DJ introduced the pole dancers Ð four really
well-built, but slim dancers, dressed in nothing but the company's smallest
underwear. They did a tremendous job on the poles. Then the DJ introduced
Colin who had been nervous about this part. He was no dancer, but he could
pretend. He hoped his little pole-show practiced in Roland's apartment at
home would do.

Colin gave a hand signal to Kenny, who was still dressed as a bodyguard, to
follow him on stage. This should not be a stripshow, he had been told. He
was just to show off his tight JustColin boxer-briefs once more, then his
work in Newcastle was done.

Bill came to see the show too, along with the German hosts. He felt that
his young man was a bit unsure of himself, looking around more than
once. Bill gave him a thumbs up. Colin took the sign, focused, and entered
the stage.

To the DJ's heavy rhythm Colin danced and undressed. He used Kenny as a
living wardrobe stand. The young public cheered as if he was a pop star,
and he managed to do his pole show without feeling too stupid. Afterwards
he put on his boots and his leather jacket and nothing else but the red
tight JustColin underwear. The Germans got some hot pictures of their new
smiling and sweating model, dancing in the middle of happy teenagers. "Main
story in next issue," Mr Sieger shouted to Bill through the heavy sound.

"Very good job, Colin. You are free to leave the party whenever you want as
I know you have an early departure for Manchester tomorrow. See you in
Milan later." Mr Sieger hugged him, and so did the German photo team.

"I'll be back in a minute, Daddy. We are going straight back to the hotel,
okay? You can take the car, Kenny." Colin turned around and was out of
sight.

"What's wrong with him?" Bill whispered to a smiling Kenny.

"Kiddo is in love, man, Desperately in love, but his new flame has not
turned up tonight." Kenny put an arm on Bill's shoulder. "Young hormones
you know, not easy, not easy." Kenny started to go to the car with Colin's
clothes.

"Okay, I can hope for a hot night then, if his old dad can fill the
vacancy." Bill grinned at Kenny. "Or maybe I'll have to come to your bed?"

In the backseat of the taxi, tight in his dad's arms, Colin gave Bill the
sweet story of his meeting with Charlie earlier that day. "Don't worry,
son. Even if you don't have his telephone or address, he has yours you
know. The magazine has put up a fan page for you at Facebook. He'll make
contact, you can be sure!" Bill kissed his son who already felt comforted
by his very nice and very understanding Daddy.

"I love you, Daddy. You're the best." Colin crept even closer to his dad
and lover.

"I think I want to Skype with Olav. I want to tell him about Charlie,"
Colin said when they were back in the hotel room.

"You do that, love. I'll take another beer down in the bar and the two of
you can have some privacy." Colin met Bill with a long, intense and wet
kiss.

"You want me tonight, Daddy?" Colin whispered.

"I always want you, never forget that." Bill kissed his young model
again. He suddenly saw his tender kid, behind the exterior image of
confidence.


"Hey Kiddo, are you asleep?" Kenny tumbled into the room.

"No buddy, I'm waiting for Daddy. Just Skyped with Olav in Bergen. Terrible
net here, I had to give up!" Colin made room for Kenny beside him.

"I thought you were hired by the Germans." Colin smiled. "I guessed the
Élady É wanted your cock between her wet thighs tonight."

"She did, Kiddo. She tried, but she wanted her boyfriend to be there too."
Kenny looked serious.

"Cool," Colin said, "Why not a hot bi threesome? New on your record, eh?"

"Could be, but he was to watch while she shagged me," Kenny still looked
serious.

"Okay, what's wrong with that?" Colin continued. He wasn't really sure if
his friend was teasing or not.

"You think I'm a slut, Kiddo?" Kenny bit Colin's earlobe.

"No, but you have told me that you'll put your cock in any hole," Colin
wanted the last word.

"Okay, baby. Think what you want. I have something for you," Kenny handed
Colin a small plastic bag. "I thought you would like this." Colin opened
the bag to find young Charlie's small bikini-underwear, the pattern was
clowns and horses. Colin put the sexy underwear close to his face. He
sniffed sex and summer.

"See you tomorrow. Cool down, Kiddo." Kenny bent down and kissed his mate's
forehead. With his hand he squeezed Colin's stiffening cock.


When Bill came back to the hotel room a bit later he found Colin naked on
top of the bed. His legs were spread, his cock was hard and shiny in the
dim light, and his face was covered by Charlie's tiny underwear. Behind the
light partition wall Kenny was snoring like a damaged vibrator, as one of
his mate's once called that sound.

Bill undressed without a word, did his visit to the bathroom, and then went
over to the youngster's waiting body. It had been a long time since Bill
had been that horny, and a long time since he had seen his son so
inviting. He heard Colin's heavy breathing, and he saw a string of sticky
pre-cum dripping from his rock-hard cock. Colin waited, very excited, but
not a word was said.

Without touching the lad, Bill used pointed lips to blow hot air at Colin's
nipples, changing back and forth between the two. The nipples were already
erect but Colin shivered at the sensation. Bill moved down to Colin's balls
and did the same, then started to blow at the boy's dickhead. He saw
Colin's small muscles around his balls and cock pull together, and he heard
Colin's breathing change.

Bill used the tip of his tongue, and made the same round, first licking the
boy's erect nipples, then using the tip on his tongue on both of his small,
super hard and hairless balls, before he ended up carefully licking the
pre-cum from the cockhead, and catching the stream that ran down the cock
shaft. Colin's muscles contracted and relaxed, contracted and relaxed,
before his cock ended like an open spear.

"I'm cumming, Daddy! I'm cumming!" Colin cried out for the first time. Bill
had his mouth around the boy's cock and took care of all seven or eight
volleys of white cream before he even touched his boy with his hands.

Without hesitation Bill pulled Colin down in the bed and pushed the boy's
legs up to his head. Colin's arse was open. Bill let the boy's own spunk
drip from his mouth down to his arse and used his fingers to lubricate the
love hole. Then he spat the rest of the fluid onto his hand and greased his
own 9.5 inch (24 cm) pumping man-cock.

Bill gave the boy no rest after his ejaculation, but penetrated him slowly,
but very firmly, until his huge hairy balls slammed against Colin's
body. Then he just stayed there, and pushed a bit more, and even a bit
more, before he slowly started to withdraw. Colin put Charlie's underwear
in his mouth and looked at Bill with eyes full of tears. Bill knew he must
wait a little after the boy had ejaculated. He bent forward and kissed his
sweaty forehead. Colin threw away the underwear he had sucked on and gave
Bill his mouth.

"I'm all yours now, sir. Do whatever you want with me. I'll follow you to
heaven, Daddy. Please fuck me now, do it your way." Colin was again like a
metal spring, and his cock was stiff once more.

Over the next hour Bill pushed all the love buttons in Colin's young
body. He fucked him in all possible ways and the boy came twice; the last
time just with a clear pumping liquid between their warm working
cocks. Colin couldn't take more. His body was more jelly than metal spring
now, but he used his last ounce of sttrength to tighten his arse muscles
around the big cock inside him. Bill screamed for the first time. The man,
dripping in sweat, pulled out his cock and fed Colin's face and mouth with
his white man-cream. Colin licked and swallowed, licked and swallowed. He
used his fingers to collect the spunk outside his mouth. Then he pulled
Bill's cock into his mouth again, and licked it clean.

Colin could hardly walk, so Bill lifted him up and carried him to the
bathroom. He would for a long time remember their visit to Newcastle.

***


"What are you doing, Kiddo?" Kenny was passing from bed to bathroom, naked
as usual, with his heavy 10 inch (26 cm) morning-wood.

"I'm chatting with my professor," Colin answered. "No Skype possible. I
must have some advice for the paper I'm working on." Kenny rolled his eyes,
scratched his balls, and went to the bathroom.

"Is he always like that in the morning?" Bill's voice was husky.

"Aye, always," Colin smiled. "Go to the bathroom and relieve him, Daddy. He
would love it." Colin grinned and went back to his work.

"Crazy guys!" Bill turned around in bed.

"Did the professor miss you, Kiddo?" Kenny looked at Colin in the rear-view
mirror. They were driving south on the A1(M) headed for Manchester.

"He did." Colin looked up from his papers. "Of course he missed his
brightest student."

"And his brightest lover," Kenny fired back.

"What are you working on back there?" Bill thought it better to be serious.

"I'm drafting a paper about seaman's expressions in Old Norse and
Scottish/Gaelic, and also some connections to Latin," Colin answered. Bill
just nodded and said nothing more.

"Easier to show off sexy underwear for screaming teen girls and their
dripping boyfriends," Kenny said as he speeded up, and the JustColin
emblazoned car passed the turn off for Leeds.

"Or even satisfy old German pussies," Colin wanted to have the last word
this time too.


"Whoa, what a place!" That was all Kenny could say when they drove the car
into the huge exhibition hall on the outskirts of Manchester.

"The promotion show here is quite different from the one in Newcastle. One
midday performance tomorrow, and no evening show. Should be possible to
leave early for the last event down in London," Bill informed the boys.

"We have built the arena here, as huge as an indoor sports field, and as
you see we have a catwalk all around, very close to the public. And then of
course the bridge for your entrance Colin." The well-dressed manager led a
curious Colin around. The catwalk was covered with JustColin logos, and at
both ends enormous digital posters showed the visiting model himself in
nearly nothing. Behind the stage was a huge tv-screen which could follow
the events on the bridge and on the catwalk.

"You will have eight local models following you. A junior football team
will play on stage in your boxers, and a popular local band will play
before the show starts." The manager was full of energy. "We have given
away one thousand tickets, but you never know how many will come."

"Cool," was Colin's only comment. Just now he was really frightened.

Kenny saw that, and put an arm around his mate. "Kiddo, you just have to
walk, smile and look sexy. You can do all those three things at the same
time, don't you think?"

"And if I get a hard-on, you will see my cock three metres long on that
screen," Colin pointed.

"You think they will transmit your bodyguard as well." Kenny grinned.

"Only if you moon your big arse." Colin had got colour back in his cheeks.

"We have had some discussions with the Italians." The manager produced a
two-coloured pair of boxers. "We want to focus on this pattern, the boxers
with the printed jock outside. When we put the stage lights on, it looks as
if the young players are wearing only tiny jocks. Probably a bit too hot
for teens in old England, but we'll run it like that." He looked at
Colin. "What do you think? Will you feel comfortable pretending to be
nearly naked on stage?"

"Not a problem, sir." Colin smiled, but I would like to show off the other
one too." He pointed at the boxers with JustColin on one buttock and a
smiley on the other.

"A sweet invitation, Kiddo," Kenny whispered.

"I'll meet you at the hotel for dinner." The nice looking man had his hand
on Colin's shoulder. "We still have to do some sound checks," he said. "A
representative of the Italian owners is waiting to see you. What was his
name again? Sergio I think, a photographer, very nice man. He's staying in
your hotel too. He said he could bring you to and from the arena." Colin
blushed, thinking of the Italian who fucked him like a wild one in the pool
area at home, just a few weeks earlier.

Bill saw Colin's reaction and smiled. "This kid has more than one admirer
around," he thought.

The car, with a superb GPS and a good chauffeur, brought them to the city
centre hotel. "Two rooms this time. Did I snore too much?" Kenny pretended
to pout. "I had hoped for your arm tonight." He gently punched Bill's
shoulder.

"Daddy will show you the nightlife of Manchester tonight, buddy. He has
been talking about how hot it is here for weeks." Colin grinned.

"But what about you, Kiddo? Made your own appointments, eh? Ready to take
care of some dripping fans already?" Kenny was about to leave for the hotel
garage and prepare the car for tomorrow's show.

"I'll go for a long swim after the stage work. There's a small swimming
pool downstairs I've seen, and then I might pump some iron. Need to look
fit tomorrow among all those well-trained footballers you know." Colin
flopped down on the bed without even pulling his shoes off, and fell asleep
before the bellboy brought them their bags.

***


"How are you feeling, sir?" Kenny put an arm around Bill's shoulder, as
they cruised down Canal Street in Manchester's famous `Gay Village'. "No
need to have a bad conscience for Colin. This Italian is okay, isn't he?"

"Aye, I've met him several times now. He'll take care of Colin if he asks
for it. But I think Colin had an appointment with Olav, if the Internet is
okay here." Bill loved Kenny's intimacy and put an arm around his waist. He
found the naked skin between the boy's low placed belt and his t-shirt and
caressed the youngster with his warm hand; enough to bring life into the
youngster's dick.

"I'm happy that I don't have to buy my company," Bill said as he looked at
the youngsters outside the bars, some of them very clearly selling their
services. He pulled Kenny's tough body even closer. "These guys think I've
bought my company already," Bill whispered into Kenny's ear.

"You have, sir," Kenny answered. "You promised me a beer, didn't you? Can't
we take it here?" Kenny stopped outside a bar with a rainbow flag.

"You'll feel comfortable here, do you think?" Bill was very direct. He
didn't want to push Colin's straight room-mate into something he wasn't
prepared for. "The bar here has backrooms as far as I remember, with some
rather `nasty' equipment, but it's a nice, clean place." The doorman smiled
at Bill when he pushed the young stallion in front of him.

"May I kiss you, Bill?" Kenny was very near Bill in front of the fancy lit
bar inside. "The guys around here are very free with their hands. I would
love to show them who my master is tonight." Kenny looked serious, and Bill
lost all his normal restrictions and gave the young man his lips in
public. It was a tight, strong, and wet kiss.

"You are hard," Bill said. "Horny, son?" Bill looked into Kenny's eyes.

"Like you, sir?" Kenny pushed his crotch forward and met Bill's wood. Bill
did not pull away.

"This was what Kiddo wanted, wasn't it?" Kenny had a broad smile, "Letting
you check me out in surroundings like this."

"And he succeeded, didn't he?" Bill took a firm grip around Kenny's
buttocks and pulled him tight. Two very hard cocks and two wet lips met.

"You want another pint?" Bill said. They emptied their third glass.

"Yes please, but I'd rather you took me behind the curtains." Kenny lifted
his new glass. "I am curious. Never been to a place like this. `Nasty
equipment' in there you said?"

"Okay Mr Stallion, you asked for it," Bill shoved him through a dark
corridor into a room that looked like a stable with many open
cubicles. There wasn't many people in there so Kenny looked into all the
rooms. A cross, some ropes, and a swing, nothing very special. "Your swing
at home looks cooler." Kenny was testing the chains.

In the middle of the room was some open space with an old fashioned wooden
pillory. Kenny played with it. "I would like to try this one." He looked at
Bill. He was sweaty and elated.

"Go on, I'll lock you up," Bill's voice was husky.

"May I take off my t-shirt, sir? It's damn hot in here?" Without hesitation
he stripped his upper body and showed off a gleaming, hard and trained
physique.

The pillory was so low that Kenny had to spread his legs wide when Bill
locked his neck and wrists into it. The blue jeans were like tights around
his round butt and powerful thighs.

"Spank me now, sir." Kenny grinned. "Spank me for real. I'm not as soft as
you think."

"You really mean that?" Bill was very close and used his hands to caress
Kenny's naked back from his neck to the very visible crack. "Can you take
some pain and still stay horny?" Bill let his hand follow the curves of
Kenny's butt and searched between his legs until he found a very hard cock
inside the trousers. "I'll never spank you if you lose your hard-on,
understand? I don't like just punishing people."

"We'll have to see, won't we, sir?" My only pain comes from the rugby
games, and there are some damn hard ball-grips in those matches too." Kenny
gasped when Bill squeezed his ball-sack.

"Okay, let's make a try then." Bill took off his solid leather belt and
folded it. The sound of the belt hitting the covered buttocks was the only
sound heard in the room, except for some whining from a boy who got his
nipples and balls tormented in the room next door. Bill did not use force,
but it was no fake, and Bill saw Kenny's face turning red. After two bouts
of five strokes Bill went close up to him and used his hand to find Kenny's
cock again.

"Still damn hard," Kenny grinned.

"You can take some more then?" Bill lifted his hand again.

"Aye, but don't damage my new denims," was Kenny's answer.

"Let us take them off then." Bill was so horny he could have fucked Colin's
mate just there, but from the shadows of the darkroom he could see some men
gathering around, and the mature man wasn't ready for a public fucking. But
he opened the young man's belt and fly and pulled his jeans down to his
ankles. As expected Kenny had no underwear. His beautiful buttocks were
quite red after Bill's treatment. Bill spat in his hands and soothed the
round butt. When his hands went into the hairy arse crack and even touched
the rosebud, Kenny moaned for the first time.

"I think you have had enough of the belt, young man. You have to work
tomorrow you know, but maybeÉ" Bill looked around. There was some
equipment on the nearest wall. He found a small whip and tested it on his
own arm. "Light," he thought. The cock whip landed on Kenny's naked body -
his lower back, his buttocks and his upper thighs.

"How does this feel, son?" Bill found Kenny's 10 inch (over 25 cm£ long
spear between his legs, hard as iron.

"Please sir. Tease me more, sir," Kenny begged. The circumcised cock with
the naked cockhead was wet with sweat and pre-cum. Bill raised his arm and
used the whip much harder. The buttocks turned all red now.

Bill spread the youngster's arse and spat in the crack. Then he used the
whip very gently on Kenny's balls and cock, before he turned the whip
around and used the handle to open his tight backdoor. He spat twice
more. Kenny whined when the tip of the handle went just inside his hole. At
the same time Bill squeezed the young stallion's cock without wanking
him. The youngster shivered but Bill wanted him to stay on the edge for
just a while longer.

An older man and the youngster beside them had zipped down and were both
wanking. "Fuck him," the older man said. "Can't you see his ready for it?"
Bill did not comment but had to adjust his own tenting.

Bill pushed the handle very carefully into the tight arse of the now
struggling, but still super-hard youngster. He guessed he would reach
Kenny's love-knot about 3 inches (7-8 cm) inside his sphincter. Kenny had
his mouth fully open like a silent scream when Bill went on with a light
rotation. At the same time Bill reinforced his fist around the
stallion-like cock. Bill would not make it easy for this young man, so he
did not wank him.

A primal roar was heard when Kenny started to unload his manly juice. He
had been hard and sexually aroused almost continuously for the last two
hours and Bill used his hand to collect volley after volley of cum from the
trembling body. When Kenny fell silent, he was dripping like a horse on the
stone floor underneath the pillory. Still high, Bill feed him with his own
spunk before he released him from the wooden torture instrument. Bill
kissed him and rubbed his neck, then he bent down and licked the boy's
still hard super-cock clean.

"I'll never forget my first visit to a gay bar." Kenny again had an arm
around Bill heading for their hotel. "And I have a story to tell my mates
now." He grinned. "But no joy for you, Bill?" He touched the man's
half-hard cock.

"The night is still young, isn't it?" Bill stayed close to the youngster.

***


Colin was tired, but happy, after 40 minutes of hard swimming in the
pool. All the twists and turns in the small hotel pool had made him dizzy.
When he came out of the water he looked around, stripped off his swimwear
to the joy of two giggling girls, and found a nice white towel to wrap
around his body.

"You look tired, bambino." Sergio was suddenly there and he put a hand on
Colin's wet hair. "Take a cold shower and come with me to the sauna. It
will help your muscles relax."

Colin went to the small changing room and was about to enter the shower. He
hadn't noticed that Sergio had followed him. "Maybe you want some light
massage instead, baby. There's a table over there in the corner." Sergio,
just wearing a towel, pointed to a part of the open changing room.

"Could be nice, amico," Colin said. "You're a masseur as well?" He used his
own towel to cover the massage bench. Sergio helped the naked lad to climb
onto the bench and lie face down. Colin was very comfortable. He spread his
legs and adjusted his crotch. His small balls and his stiffening little
cock were clearly visible between his legs. Sergio collected a small bottle
of massage oil from his own bag.

Sergio warmed the oil in his hands, before he dripped it very carefully
from the young lad's neck all the way down to his arse cheeks, and then
down both his legs. He started to play with the youngster's body. At the
beginning he treated it like it was fragile. Then he used his hands to
press the young man's muscles from the toes to his armholes. He let the boy
rest a little before he spread Colin's buttocks and used one finger to go
all the way along the crack, down to his balls, and then all the way down
the rear of the small, very sensitive prick. When he withdrew his finger a
long sticky thread of clear liquid followed.

The Italian photographer and masseur stripped off his own towel. The man,
who was in his forties but looked younger, displayed a dark, well-built
cock. The weapon was ready to do its job in the last part of the massage.

Sergio went to the front of the table, placed his stiff dick close to
Colin's face, bent over, spread the boy's arse cheeks and put two oily
fingers into the boy's love tunnel. Colin lifted his hips and spread his
legs even more. With both hands he found the Italian's buttocks, squeezed
them, and pulled the man tight to the table, while he opened his mouth
ready for Sergio's wet dark cockhead.

The Italian stopped him and climbed onto the bench. He sat down over
Colin's thighs and let his 8 inch (20 cm) dark cock massage Colin's crack
and rosebud. The oil made his cock shine like it was made of ebony. Colin
was groaning with lust.

"Please turn around, bambino. I want this to be full of pleasure for
you. You gave me everything when I met you in Scotland." Sergio took both
cocks in one hand and let his own cockhead massage Colin's pride. From
Colin's piss-slit he saw small drops of pre-cum oozing and then dripping
down the small shaft. "I wish I had a camera here," Sergio
murmured. "Bellissimo piccolo amico."

"Close your eyes Colin and dream of the boy up north. Let his lips touch
you." Sergio used two oiled fingers to stimulate Colin's nipples, then he
went down the front of his body, around his navel and down to his clean
pubis. At last he used two fingers and his thumb to pull Colin's foreskin
all the way back. He used one single oiled finger and mixed it with the
pre-cum and just circled the very sensitive cockhead and finally the tip
and the piss-slit.

Since Sergio was sitting on his thighs, Colin could not move. He just had
to let it go. "I'm cumming, Sergio. Sorry, I'm cumming!" Colin pumped his
spunk as if he was all filled up. Sergio did not stop the cock massage. He
continued while Colin was sending out his white cream, and even after he
stopped. His fingers felt Colin's pumping through the thin skin in the tiny
boy-cock.

Sergio used Colin's spunk to grease his own cock, and just seconds later
the man sent his own cream all over the young body underneath him, on his
hair, his face and his torso.

"Let me clean you, amico," Colin licked the Italian's cock before the man
lifted him and carried him to the shower. "Please give me you yellow
nectar," Colin knelt in front of Sergio inside the shower.


To be continued