Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2015 22:41:34 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 8

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This story is a collaboration between me and Fred from 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.

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COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES

Chapter 8

It was a bright morning in Paris. Bill had just returned to bed after
letting some sunshine into the attic room. It was a "morning after" for the
two of them. "Too many beers," thought Bill, and "My bumhole is really
sore," Colin said to himself. But the two stayed very close in each other's
arms.

"Breakfast in bed today, son. We are in no hurry as our train to Dijon
doesn't leave until after lunch." Bill called the reception to order
breakfast.

"I have to piss," Colin proclaimed a bit later. The nude youngster
presented a proud morning-wood when he left the king size bed. "And I'm as
horny as ever even though you fucked me half the night."

"Spare your cock and your spunk for the job at the estate now Colin," Bill
said when he saw his lover wanking as he crossed the floor to the
bathroom. He rolled his eyes. "That boy never gets enough sex," he thought.

Coming out from the bathroom, a knock on the room door made Colin walk over
to answer it. The hall porter stood with the breakfast tray and did not
know what to do when he saw Colin standing with an erection.

"Please come in, nice to see you again," was Colin«s welcome. "Please
serve the breakfast to my father and then help me in the bathroom." Colin
smiled to the man who was about to tent as he had done the first time he
saw the teenager.

"What can I do for you young man?" the porter asked.

"My bumhole is sore. Do you have some calming lotion?" Colin asked.

"We have." The man opened the first aid box in the bathroom and found a
tube of zinc ointment. "Good for babies and good for you. Do you want me to
apply it?"

"Yes please." Colin put his hands on the sink, spread his legs and pushed
his butt backwards.

The man did a very good job, rubbing some ointment around Colin's sore
hold, and even inside his hole. Colin's cock was soon dripping pre-cum. He
turned around and pushed his erection forward. "Can you help me with this
too, please?"

The man fell to his knees. He licked and sucked, and licked again. It took
him only two minutes before Colin spunked his load into the man's eager
mouth.

"Thank you for excellent service," Colin said as he showed the porter out
of the room. Then he turned to Bill and said, "I hope you have you left
some croissants for me. I'm starving."

It was late afternoon when the train reached Dijon Ville station. Kasim was
waiting for them on the platform and greeted them warmly. Colin noticed
that Kasim hugged both of them, even Bill, instead of giving them the more
formal kisses on the cheek.

"We have to wait a little before we leave," Kasim said. "I have another man
to take to the estate as well. Mr Reynard wants to make some video teasers
with Colin and heard that an old colleague of mine from London - a man in
the video business - was in Paris. I know Reynard should have discussed it
with you first, Bill, but this opportunity only came up yesterday. Reynard
will discuss it with you tomorrow.

"Video teasers. Sounds hot," Colin said. Bill remained silent.

A short time later Kasim waved to a man carrying some bulky equipment and
then greeted him like a close friend. The man, in his early fifties, was
dressed like a young backpacker. He gave both Bill and Colin his
hand. "This is my former colleague, Donald Matthews from London," Kasim
said.

"Please call me Don." The man was looking at Colin, virtually ignoring
Bill. "You must be Colin, Reynard's new superstar," Don said with a huge
grin. Colin blushed but he didn't feel uncomfortable. The man was extremely
handsome and his eyes were warm and friendly. "It will be my pleasure to
put you on film," he said to Colin, "if your manager is happy with me." He
turned and smiled at Bill.

"Mr Reynard will be back late this night from another job," Kasim said when
they arrived at the mansion. "It's my pleasure to look after you. I hope
you will have a nice, relaxing evening here before we get down to work
tomorrow. Just leave your luggage here and it will be brought to your
rooms. Dinner will be served on the garden terrace at seven o'clock, and
please dress informally. If you want to take a swim in the pool before
dinner you will find some towels and bathrobes in your rooms. In fact,
wearing only bathrobes would be perfect for a relaxed outdoor dinner in
this temperature." He winked at Colin who blushed again.

On entering their rooms, Bill and Colin found Pierre already there with the
luggage. Colin hugged Pierre and kissed him on the lips a bit longer than
he probably expected. The two were standing so close that Colin could feel
the cock cage Pierre was wearing. Even Bill greeted the effeminate boy
warmly. He knew that the pair had become very close during the summer and
Bill felt sorry for the boy, who was sometimes treated rather roughly by
his boss and "master."

Mr Matthews was already in the pool when Colin and Bill arrived on the
terrace in their luxurious white bathrobes. Colin noticed that the
photographer was swimming naked, and his very tanned strong-looking body
was shining in the water. Colin had a problem. He had worn speedos but he
wanted to swim naked. Now his cock was quickly becoming erect.  "This man
will see me naked tomorrow, so why not now?" he thought as he took off his
robe. He looked at Bill and then pulled off his speedos. Walking over too
the pool he didn't do anything to cover his hard cock, and he did not
hurry. He put his hands on his hips as he stood at the edge of the pool and
watched Don Matthews swimming towards him.

"Jump in, young man. The pool is big enough for all of us," shouted
Don. Colin jumped in and then turned to watch Bill. To his surprise even
Bill took off his swimsuit before joining them in the water.

When Colin addressed the Londoner as Mr Matthews again, the man repeated
that Colin was to call him Don. He smiled and put his hand on Colin's
shoulder. Later Colin felt the man's hands touching his upper body and even
his buttocks while they swam and played in the pool. Colin saw that the
man's eyes where upon him when he hugged and wrestled with Bill in the
water.

"Ready for a barbecue?" Kasim called out to them. "We can have some drinks
first." Pierre was there with glasses.

Colin admired Don's body as the man rose from the water. Don was very
tanned, quite muscular, and thin but not skinny, with not a single hair on
his body. "That's strange for a man in his fifties," thought Colin, "but it
highlights his cock and balls. Nice size cock too. He could almost be a
model even if he is quite old." Colin knew he had been staring at Don for
too long and he blushed when he noticed Bill looking him. Colin went over
to Bill and kissed him, reminding everyone present who he belonged to. Bill
responded by drying the young man from top to bottom, not even afraid of
touching Colin's still erect tool in front of the other guys, and then
helped him into his comfortable robe.

The dinner was very nice, and the chat between them was friendly and open.
Kasim told the others about the programme for the next day. As far as he
knew there would be some modelling and possibly a nude photo session in the
morning, but the main job was the sm action in the barn in the
afternoon. Photos from this would be used to increase demand and prices for
future private shows. Bill knew that Reynard wanted Colin to do more
private shows soon but he was very determined that Colin should be well
settled at the university before doing another one.

Colin had a lot of questions about filming, especially porn movies, and Don
answered openly. Kasim told him what he might expect as a performer. Don
went on to say that he had been the assistant cameraman when Kasim made his
first five movies. "I hoped those could have remained a secret," said
Kasim.

"Reynard has asked me to bring copies of those movies. I think he wants to
mix parts with the teasers," Don said.

Bill was the listener during this discussion, leaving Colin to do most of
the talking. Bill noticed that Don's eyes quite often found their ways to
Colin«s partially open bathrobe. Bill also saw that Kasim had to
re-arrange his cock inside his light summer shorts from time to time.

"I have to collect Mr Reynard from the airport very soon," Kasim
announced. "Please make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen. Pierre will get
you anything you wish for, and I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"As soon as Kasim has gone, you can watch one of his early porn movies,"
said Don. "He's nearly as young as you are now. In fact, I think his first
short movie - "The Stallion from Morocco" - is among the ones on my
laptop."

"Stupid title, I'm from Tunisia," Kasim said. "And Colin, the movie is not
very good."

"It is good," Don corrected. "It's like an amateur video and you are not
playing a role Kasim. It's real. You loved every second of it."

"Have to admit that I was very horny the day I made that movie." Kasim
winked at Colin.

"You still are hot, Mr Stallion." Bill squeezed Kasim's very visible
cock. "You better leave for the airport before Mr Matthews get another orgy
to film."

***

"I want you to watch the movie with me before we go to sleep, Daddy." Colin
was sitting on the bed looking at the list of movies on Don's laptop. Bill
wasn't a heavy user of porn but he was keen to see Kasim in action. He
placed himself behind Colin.

Colin had been erect all evening, and the prospect of seeing the young
Kasim both as a top and as a bottom with other young guys from North Africa
had his cock leaking lots of pre-cum. He moaned as he watched Kasim
sucking, rimming and fucking during the first scene.

"Please play with my nipples dad, and sit very close to me. I want to feel
your cock against my back. You are as horny as I am, aren't you?" Colin
said.

"Yes I am," Bill whispered in Colin«s ear. Then in the next scene where
Kasim was to bottom, he said, "He looks like Habib there. Nice." When Colin
looked at him, Bill blushed thinking about what he just said.

"Let me ride you while we watch the rest of the movie," said Colin. He
raised his bum and Bill's throbbing wet cock entered him without any
resistance.

Bill was far from passive now. As he fucked his boy from behind, he put his
hand around Colin's cock and squeezed it hard. Bill was probably the
horniest of the two now and he nibbled on Colin's earlobe as he hands
played with the boy's nipples and cock.

"You can think of fucking Habib while you explode inside me Daddy. I'm okay
with that as long as you allow me to think of him as well." With a loud
gasp Bill erupted inside Colin«s love hole, imagining it was Habib's
hole. Then Colin spunked off over Bill's hand and the laptop in front of
him. In the movie Kasim ended his scene by cumming while being fucked, just
as Colin«s cum splattered over the screen in a wonderful piece of
timing.

***

Mr Reynard greeted them at the terrace dressed in white and encouraged them
to enjoy a light breakfast. "I hope you had a nice evening yesterday. Sorry
for being so late home, but I heard you met Mr Matthews, a very nice man,
and one of the best in gay porn in London. Could be a good contact for
Colin in the future."

Bill was about to quiz him about filming Colin but Reynard anticipated his
move. "I hope you and Don will have a business lunch with me today and
settle any questions you may have." He smiled at Colin and put a hand on
his head. "I think our prince just can prepare for the photoshoot while we
talk business." Bill nodded.

A bit later Reynard took Bill and Colin out in the fields in a small
electric car." I want to take photos of you modelling some winter clothes
in the morning light by the old log house, Colin," said Reynard. Then
turning to Bill he added, "and then I want to do a nude session with Colin
and, if you permit, some nude studies of Pierre and Colin together down by
the old Roman bathhouse."

"That will probably be okay," said Bill.

Pierre was already at the log house and had the different parts of the
collection ready. It was a small winter collection, designed for teenagers
and very exclusive. However it involved a lot of changing and Colin became
very warm. Pierre had refreshments ready for him. Between the different
outfits Colin wore only tiny white briefs. Bill noticed that Reynard more
than once corrected Colin's bulge in the jeans he put on, and not
surprisingly Colin soon had an erection. "No problem," Reynard said,
smiling as he gave the bulge a soft squeeze. "We only have jackets left."

Reynard called over to Bill. "I wonder, Bill, if you can drive Pierre down
to the Roman ruins. I think you fancy this car and I see you are a bit
bored. Colin and I will walk down to the bathhouse and I can take some
pictures on the way. If it's okay for you, you can drive back to the farm
and check the set up in the barn. Please ask Kasim to collect us by the
Roman ruins in two hours and then I'll see you for lunch."

Bill wasn't totally happy with the arrangement but he was keen to try the
car, and to see more of Kasim and Don, so he agreed. However before he left
the log house he whispered to Colin "Don't let him fuck you. He has fucked
you once, and that will do."

"Stay cool. I'll only let him look at me," Colin answered with a huge grin.

"This will be a different photo session," Reynard said to Colin as they set
off. "I want you in your underwear first, then naked, but I don't want to
give constant instructions. On our way down to the ruins, I just want you
to relax and act like a youngster. Play in the grass, climb trees if you
want to, run, be happy, smile. If you want to play with your cock, fine. If
you want to show me your ass, fine. If you want to piss, okay. Even if you
feel for wanking, that's okay but I will hope that you save your spunk
until we come down to the bathhouse. And please stop when I ask for some
close-up shots with my camera."

In a way, this was a dream for Colin after being stuck in winter clothes
all morning. He liked the beautiful open landscape and the feel of the
sunshine on his body. He felt extremely free and happy. He did what he
thought Reynard expected of him. He came to a tree, easy for climbing. He
pulled off his briefs, put them around his neck, and started to climb. He
knew pretty well that the photographer would get tremendous close-ups of
his arse, his balls and his cock. This and the possibility to express
himself freely made him leak pre-cum.

Reynard asked him to lie down on a fallen tree. "Show me your cock
completely," he said.

"What do you mean?" Colin asked, lying on the trunk with his cock pointing
upwards.

"Do like this," said Reynard as he went over to Colin. He used two fingers
on each hand to pull Colin's foreskin all the way back to reveal the
teenager's red, very stretched glans and string. "Do it yourself, and I
will try to collect some more pre-cum."

He used one finger and started to press from the cock root and then upwards
along the urethra. It worked, Colin oozed pre-cum from his piss-slit. "Hold
it like that...good...beautiful picture." Colin wanked his very hard cock
with only two fingers. "Beautiful Colin, beautiful, but stop before you
spunk."

"Easy for you to say after you nearly wanked me off," Colin gasped, but he
managed to stop the orgasm. Colin saw that Reynard had a hard-on too, and
had a large wet spot on his white trousers. "Well not fully erect but as
much as you can manage," he thought, knowing full well that the man needed
extra special stimulation to gain a full erection.

Walking further down the hill and not far from the Roman bath, they came to
a huge stone. "This is a phallus stone and I want some pictures of you
here," said Reynard.

"A phallus stone, a cock-stone you mean?" Colin asked.

"They were common throughout Europe in pre-Christian times and they
represented male potency and virility. Sacrifices were made at them in the
hope of a good crop of people and animals," explained Reynard. "I suppose
you could say people worshipped the erect cock and now I worship your
beauty. I want you to sit naked on the stone cockhead facing me and jack
your cock." Reynard took many photos, and his own cock was now more erect
than Colin had ever seen.

"Now I want you to lie face down over the top of the stone. Use your hands
to open your ass for me, so I can take close-ups of your most intimate
parts," said Reynard. Colin didn't like Reynard using the American term
'ass' but he said nothing as he moved into position.

From behind Reynard saw Colin's open arse, the rear of his beautiful balls,
and, pressing down on the stone penis, Colin's throbbing cock. Reynard was
about to pull down his trousers but suddenly Colin rose from the
stone. "Not the nicest bed," he said "and I have to piss."

"Do it here," Reynard said. "Piss on the stone. It will be a hot picture."

As Colin pissed he saw that Pierre was waiting in the ruins of the
bathhouse. He ran over to greet him as soon as he'd finished. The
effeminate boy was wearing a Roman slave costume. It was a very short one
and Colin could see that he wore a pouch to cover his cock cage.

"Let Pierre help you into your slave costume," Reynard said. "And Pierre,
bring us something cold to drink first." Reynard was sweating and he moved
into the shade.

The replica of the small Roman bathhouse was beautiful. There was a nice
water basin, some pillars and even three statues of naked young
men. "Please relax a little, Colin. Come over here," Reynard said and
pulled Colin onto his lap. He played with Colin's nipples and his
belly. "Pierre, clean Colin's cock before you dress him."

Pierre came over with a wet cloth. "No need for that, use your mouth,"
Colin said to his friend and helper. Pierre smiled and then knelt in front
of him and licked the pre-cum from the small but perfectly formed
hard-on. Colin threw back his head as Pierre sucked his cock and Reynard
kissed him on his forehead.

"Okay my young slaves, I hope you're ready for some action," said
Reynard. "Colin will be the dominant one and you the submissive,
Pierre. We'll start with some pictures of you in your tunics, then in your
tiny underwear, and finally with you both naked."

The man took dozens of photos, both in and out of water. When Reynard
instructed Pierre to undress completely, the young man blushed at having to
reveal that he was wearing a cock cage once again.

Colin wasn't surprised though and he had to admit that his effeminate
friend looked very hot wearing nothing but a small golden cock cage. But
then he noticed that the boy was suffering, trapped as it was - his cock
was dripping. Colin had never seen Pierre fully naked, but he knew what was
coming and he had a plan.

But Reynard had a plan too. He gave a rather heavy tawse to Colin and asked
him to punish the boy. "Strap his hands over there." Reynard pointed to a
pole with cuffs he hadn't noticed before. Colin hesitated. "Go on. Do your
job." Reynard's voice was commanding but soft.

"Only if you free him from his cock cage," Colin said loudly.

"It is not locked. Pierre closed himself up in it so you can free him
now. You're welcome." Reynard was very direct.

Colin turned Pierre around and opened the cock cage to see Pierre's long,
thin, flaccid cock, and his tiny balls. When Collin put his cock into his
mouth for the first time, Pierre was erect in seconds.

"Okay, now whip him, whip him hard," Reynard said, moving forward with his
camera. Colin put Pierre's wrists into the cuffs on the pole and started to
whip him. There wasn't a sound from Pierre. "Turn him around, whip his
cock," Reynard commanded. Still no sound came from Pierre but he had tears
in his eyes. Colin wondered why because his whipping was very gentle.

"Now Colin. Strip down completely," Reynard commanded. He smiled when he
saw that Colin was fully erect and dripping. "Put your dick inside Pierre's
ass, but hold it there, I want some close-ups." Colin used some spit on his
fingers and opened the older boy with one finger. " Use your own pre-cum,"
Reynard said, "and use mine." He pushed down his trousers and Colin took
some pre-cum from the man's semi-hard cock. "Now fuck him," Reynard
said. "Fuck him hard!"

Colin slid his cock into Pierre's arse and began to fuck him. The soft
moans from Pierre told him that his friend was enjoying it and so Colin
began to enjoy it too. He knew that it wouldn't be appropriate to kiss
Pierre in this scene but he caressed him while fucking him.

"Release him from the pole," Reynard said when he realised that Colin was
about to cum.  "Shoot your young spunk all over him.

Colin released Pierre from the cuffs and the older boy fell to his
knees. "I'm cumming!" Colin cried and sent his cum all over Pierre's face
and upper body. At the same time Pierre erupted - not a white cream, but a
huge load of clear water-like spunk. "More like pre-cum than spunk," Colin
thought when he took his friend's cock in his mouth afterwards.

"That was a really good show," shouted Reynard. And then things happened
very fast. Reynard put his camera away and stripped off all his
clothes. Once naked he went over to Colin, took the tawse from him and gave
it to Pierre. He placed himself behind Colin with his arms around the boy,
pressing his half-erect cock against his buttocks. Colin thought of Bill's
warning.  Then Reynard cried out to Pierre. "Whip me, whip me hard, no
childish play!"  Pierre started whipping him. He had done this
before. "Harder, Harder!" Reynard cried.

Colin felt Reynard's dick growing. The he felt Reynard's hands moving to
his cock and balls. He began to stiffen again and Reynard was soon wanking
him furiously. Suddenly Colin felt the man's spunk erupt against his lower
back. At the same time Colin spunked off with a howl. "At least he never
had his cock inside me," Colin whispered to himself.

"The water in the basin is pure. Clean yourselves, boys. Kasim will be here
in some minutes and then we'll go for lunch," Reynard said in a very
business-like manner. Colin saw the man's back, buttocks and thighs had
quite visible red strokes but he went on as if nothing had happened.

"If you take a shortcut across the hill you can walk back in fifteen
minutes," Reynard said to the boys after they had dressed. "I'll wait for
Kasim to help me with the equipment."

"And to fuck you senseless with his huge cock," Pierre whispered to himself
as he walked away from his master.

Above the small hill and out of sight from the Roman bathhouse, Colin
stopped, hugged his companion, kissed him tenderly and said, "I never
wanted to hurt you, Pierre."

"And Reynard never managed to fuck you." Pierre smiled.


The two did not hurry. Pierre went to the log house and found some boxes of
cold drinks from the morning session. The two lay down in the grass looking
at the clouds above and then Colin suddenly reached over to fondle Pierre's
cock through his shorts. "You didn't put on your cock cage," Colin said as
he felt his friend's cock stiffen.

"I know," Pierre answered," but just for some hours with you I want to feel
the freedom, even though I know that my master will whip me if he finds
out."

"You think this is a holiday?" Bill shouted. "What are you doing lying
there?" Bill was walking towards them, and to Colin's surprise, Don was
with him carrying a small camera.

Colin sat up and waved to Bill, but he got no response. Something was
wrong. Bill was acting a bit strange, wearing a leather harness on his
shirtless body, and tight leather jeans. He was carrying a horsewhip and
had a pair of handcuffs in his belt.

"When you didn't come to the barn as planned, I had to come to you. And why
did you let Reynard fuck you when I said you were to keep him away your
arse?" Bill underlined the question by giving Colin a heavy stroke across
his bum with his horsewhip. Even with shorts on Colin felt the heavy
stroke.

"You are wrong, Dad. He never fucked me. Who said he did?" The boy's eyes
were filled with tears, not because of the whipping, but because of the
unfair and incorrect accusation.

"And you well know Dad, that Reynard can't put his cock inside any arse. He
can't do more than look. You know that from our time in Paris last year
when he had to get Kasim to open me up for him. And then his cock was still
quite soft when he put it in me. You call that fucking?"

"Don't argue with me, son." Bill gave Colin another stroke of the
horsewhip. He pushed the boy, rather gently though, over to the nearest
tree, and instructed him to put his hands around the tree trunk. Bill then
handcuffed Colin to the tree.

Pierre looked on with fright and he quickly moved to cover Colin with his
own almost naked body and shouted, "He's telling the truth, sir. It's
true!"

"Ok, Pierre, we'll talk about this later. Now undress him. I want him
totally naked. Do it now!" Bill was content with Pierre's response but he
wanted to continue as planned.

Pierre obeyed, stripping Colin from his only item of clothing. Then he
knelt down in front of Bill. "Please sir, don«t hit him again." He used
his small hands to comfort Colin by stroking the two red stripes on his
friend's butt.

Colin hadn't a clue what was going on, and he was even more confused when
Kasim arrived on horseback. The man was riding the big stallion, carrying
ropes and with a heavy bull whip in his free hand. Kasim wore a leather
loin cloth, and as far as Colin could see, nothing else. And even more
puzzling, why was the video guy filming the whole scene?

If Colin had been able to look across the valley below, he would have
understood. Standing on the balcony, Reynard was using his strongest
binoculars on a tripod and was very satisfied with what was taking place on
the hilltop. His back was still very painful but he was enjoying himself.
He was almost dripping with excitement as he watched his handcuffed angel
suffering.

Bill realised that Colin was stressed and felt that he had to end his
uncertainty, but without destroying what would appear as real on the
videotape. So when walking over to Colin to give him new strokes, he winked
to the boy and just whispered, "Play along Colin. This isn't real."

When the two next strokes landed on his bare ass, they were still hard, but
for Colin it was like a caress from a lover. He gave a loud cry. He even
sensed that his cock was starting to become erect. Don zoomed in for a nice
close up, he could see that.

But when Kasim got down from the horse and used the bull whip Colin
trembled. He had forgotten that Kasim was a master of the instrument and
could let it land close to the boy, but never, never, on him. The sound of
the whip was dramatic and Colin made some movements as if he was hit every
time. Don was happy about the reality in the film.

"Kasim, the kid said he wasn't fucked," Bill shouted to the man on the
horse. "I have to inspect him. Open him Pierre. Do it now!"

Pierre went down on his knees behind Colin's arse and used his hands to
spread open Colin's buttocks. He spat onto Colin's arsehole and then
started to rim him. Soon his tongue was inside the lad's asshole. "Open up
more, boy," Bill shouted.

"Yes sir," Colin said, pushing his arse out. He felt as if he was
performing in a show now.

"You check if he has some spunk in there, Kasim," ordered Bill.

 Kasim passed the reigns of the horse to a shivering Pierre. Then he went
over to Colin, pushed his legs as apart as possible, and then used the
handle of the whip like a dildo, licking it before pushing it into Colin's
arsehole. The handle was half the size of Kasim's cock so it was no problem
for Colin to take it. He was erect as never before, his cock was dripping
pre-cum. He arched his back and he moaned softly.

Kasim took off his loincloth and presented his magnificent cock, fully
erect and glistening in the sunshine. Another hot picture was captured on
film. Bill couldn't help smiling when he saw Don's heavy erection tenting
inside his loose khaki outfit. One push, with help of a very willingly
Colin, and Kasim's cock was deep inside.

Reynard swore on the terrace. "You are not to fuck him, idiot. I have paid
for a father-son tape! Damn it!"

But Kasim knew the agreement. He withdrew his cock to Colin's huge
disappointment. "No spunk here." Kasim showed his huge cock to a nearly
blushing Bill. Suddenly he had problems with his own erection.

"Okay, we have to fill him up then. I think his young lover on the grass
there also need to be filled up," Bill said. "Give me the rope, Kasim." He
tied Colin with the rope and then went over to bind Pierre. Soon Kasim was
back on horseback holding the end of the rope, hauling the two naked boys
behind the horse as if they were slaves.

The short walk ended at the phallus stone. Colin though he knew what was
coming, and whispered to his dad, "Please dad, fuck Pierre before you fuck
me. He has wanted to be fucked by you since last year. Please dad, do it
for me. Will you?" Bill nodded, but he wondered whether Colin was hoping to
be fucked by Kasim.

Mr Reynard was moving upstairs in a hurry. The phallus stone could not be
seen from the terrace, but only from the highest window in the house. He
hoped he could follow the rest of the action with some smaller binoculars.

Coming down to the cock stone as Colin had called the stone earlier, the
stallion started to become a bit upset. The horse tossed his head, and
whinnied. Kasim had some trouble holding him. But then the big animal went
over to the stone, calmed down a little and sniffed the stone. Colin had
never seen a stallion getting an erection before. He had never seen
anything that size - in a way it was both frightening and glorious. Kasim
talked quietly to the horse and then when he was calm, he tied him to a
tree not far away. The scene was watched by two young men and the two other
older men, every one sporting his own glorious erection.

On returning to the others Kasim took command. He showed his knowledge with
ropes. Colin and Pierre was placed on either side of the stone holding each
other hands, then bound tightly to the stone. Their feet were also bound
together. Their naked butts were on full display both for Don's video
camera and for the two now clearly aroused older performers.

"Maybe we should warm you up a little," Bill said. "Your buttocks look
quite pale now." He raised the horsewhip but then he thought about the
coming scenes in the barn. He knew that Reynard would not happy with heavy
marks on Colin so he changed his plan. He took off his belt, lowered his
trousers and stood wearing nothing but a black leather thong. Colin had
problems with his dripping cock close to the rough stone as he looked at
Bill.

"Okay boys, get ready for some warming up here," said Bill as he folded the
buckle end of his belt around his wrist. He started with some strokes on
Colin's arse and then went over to Pierre. There wasn't a sound from either
of them. Another round with the belt, a bit heavier this time. Colin moaned
but Pierre remained silent. Bill remembered what Colin once told him. "That
boy has been beaten since he was a child."

Bill gave them another round with the belt and then tossed it away. He used
his hands and caressed both young men, from their necks downwards, from
their naked armpits, down to the beautiful sides of their bodies and all
the way down their legs. Bill then squeezed his hands between the stone and
their bodies, twisting their nipples, playing with their hard balls,
squeezing their cocks, making the two nearly cry out with lust.

"Please give us your cock now, Daddy. I will spunk now if you go on teasing
me," Colin cried with a thick voice.

The agreement with Reynard and Don was that Bill«s face should not be
seen on the tape while fucking, so Don had to work with the camera angles
to achieve this.

To Kasim's surprise, Bill went behind Pierre first, opened his leather
thong and pulled out his cock. He used the dripping pre-cum to grease up
Pierre's hole. Then he spat on his fingers and used them to open the young
man. The regular use of butt plugs over the years had made his muscles
looser than Colin's, but it was a great feeling for both of them when
Bill's cock entered the bottom guy's hole for the first time.

"Please sir, fuck me hard," Pierre cried. "Let me feel the beautiful cock
Colin has told me about." Colin could feel that his friend's hands were
holding his even harder and when Pierre spunked off against the phallus
stone, his clear, thin spunk ran down the stone. Bill withdrew from Pierre
very carefully and kissed the back of his head. Kasim collected some of the
spunk with his hands and fed it to a very eager Colin.

Bill's cock was as stiff as a wooden baton when it landed against Colin's
butt crack. His cock was all wet after fucking Pierre and Colin's hole was
wet from the earlier treatment from Kasim, so Bill«s cock was inside
Colin in seconds.

"There is a huge difference between fucking the two," Bill thought. Pierre
simply received cock while Colin was more active. Being a good bottom, he
used his arse muscles and milked Bill's cock from the very beginning. And
his hole was much tighter than Pierre's. Colin took Bill from earth to
heaven in a few minutes, and when Colin then cried "Fuck me harder, Dad!"
Bill knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He guessed that Don wanted some
good "money shots" so he pulled his cock out and sent his spunk all over
Colin's arse and back.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming now!" Colin cried and nearly dug his nails into
Pierre's hands. Don fell down on his knees and filmed Colin's small but
thick cock pressing against the phallus stone and shooting off.

"I have to piss now," Colin said after being released. "And I believe that
a man never pisses alone here if he has company." So the five of them,
including Don, presented their yellow fluid to the historic monument that
afternoon.

"We must hurry now. Mr Reynard is waiting for us," said Kasim. With that he
lifted the naked Colin up in front of him on the huge stallion and rode off
towards the farmhouse.


To be continued