Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2004 17:01:30 -0800
From: Homer's Odyssey <oremond@earthlink.net>
Subject: Tramp in Scotland - 5

       Stirling,  Wallace Monument

Hey Dudes,

No warnings or other stuff at the beginning this time.  The first four
chapters are very clear on warnings and that stuff.

I do want to thank Joel, Lance,  and Jason.  Especially I want to
express greetings  to my new advisor in Scotland, John and to my new
Scottish editor,  Norman.  Thanks dudes!

Yeah, its spelled Edinburgh, Thanks, Roony!

So, here goes!  Unzip and get it out

When we left off in Chapter 4, we were still at the flat where George and
Ian hung out.  Brian was in every evening and did George and Ian
most nights.

It was time to move on, though.  With deep feelings for George, Ian, and
Brian, we reluctantly packed our back packs on Saturday and caught the
bus for Stirling.  I think both of us could have turned around in a heart
beat and gone back to the guys for another week, but if we didn't go
right then, we never would.

It was Saturday, wasn't it?  Bare ass day at the University Pool.  On the
bus, Hans carefully arranged our sweaters to cover our crotches, and, we
rode the whole trip with our hands covering each others bare cocks and
balls.  My cut offs had a pretty large stain when we got off the bus in
Stirling, but I managed to tie the sweater around my waist and cover
things until the stain dried.

In Stirling, they told us that a local bus could take us within three
miles of the Wallace Monument.  (Hey uncut dudes,  William Wallace was
Brave Heart of the flick of the same name.  Yes dudes, flick is movie,
flick -- flickers, get it!)  There were some hotels and camping grounds
near the base of the monument tower.

We took off, and at about 3 P.M. we got to the tall tower that sat on a
hill.  I don't remember the stats, but the tower had to be at least 200
,or more, feet tall.  We climbed a stairway in the tower and the view was
spectacular from the top.  It was a big round tower, and at various
levels there were rooms with furnishings from olden times.  The top of
the tower resembled the foreskin of an uncut cock.  (I shit you not,
uncut dudes!  The Brave Heart Tower is really a 240 foot monument to your
uncut cocks!)

Hans tried to figure a way for us to stay over night in the Tower.  But,
there was no way we could figure it, and besides I had to piss like a
race horse, much to Hans' annoyance.

When we climbed down the tower and I had pissed in the public rest room,
we saw a seedy hotel nearby and headed for
it.  The "hotel" manager, Hal, apologized for the shape things were in.
He told us that they  had only been open for a week, and were still
sorting things out.  He gave us a double room and threw in dinner and
breakfast for 10 pounds, each.  He and his partner were the only staff.
They were both in their early 30s, good looking although  a bit thin.
There were about half a dozen couples booked in, so it worked out well.

Dinner was Shepard's Pie, etc.. Hans and I each had two pints of ale with
dinner, and when the "staff"  had cleaned up after dinner, they joined
Hans and me in a special sitting room where they broke out a bottle of
Glen Livet Scotch Whisky.  I was surprised when Hans started taking large
swallows of the Whisky, but the other three of us kept up the pace too.
It was about 11 PM and  we were all drunk as lords.  There was a couch
where Hans was laying with his pants down, hard cock out, with Hal giving
him the blow job of his life.  I think I had told you dudes that Hans had
a big cock, but Hal had every inch of it in his mouth and throat. Hal
was naked and was pulling his own cock while he licked and sucked Hans.

I was about to get angry when Jules started  to strip me while  he took
his own clothes off.  When we were both naked, he pushed me down on an
overstuffed chair where he sat his naked butt on my lap and started to
stroke our hard ons together.  He wasn't as good at it as Hans, but I was
horney and it felt sooo  good!  I lasted for a long time.  As he stroked
us he squeezed our cocks together.  We had an almost perfectly  matched
pair, and he was rubbing the undersides of our cut cocks against one
another.  Every once in a while Jules would spit on his hand and rub the
two cock heads with his spit covered hand.  It drove me wild.

I heard Hans give a cry and that brought me back to reality.  Why was
Hans letting this happen?  But, before I could think on it too much, I
shot and I'm sure Jules shot too!  God!  There was cum all over the front
of our bods.  Jules started licking me clean and  it almost felt as good
as when he was squeezing our cocks.

There was a long pause, and then I heard Hans call me, "Come on, lover
boy.  The rest of the night is just for you and me!"  Jules and Hal had
to get up early, so they left soon.  Hans and I got into our pants and
took the rest of our clothes up to our room.  When we got there, Hans
stripped off our pants and led me to one of the beds.  There he began by
kissing my mouth and putting his hard cock between my upper thighs and
pushing in, and then almost out.   When he was about to come, that was it
for me.  I thrust myself up into my gentle giant, and we shot our loads
again and again.  Afterwards I was thinking of his love.  There were some
questions, though.  Why had Hans let us get split up for sex with Hal and
Jules.  He didn't usually do any heavy drinking.  we had a lot to talk
about in the morning!.

Hans was still sleeping when I woke early the next morning.  I got up,
took a piss, and lay down along side the naked Hans.  When I snuggled
against him, I heard him softly whisper  "Are you angry about last
night?"  I said I was, but it was alright and I had enjoyed having Jules
do me; but, it was best with Hans afterwards.  He began to sob, and
he told me, that he never had a lover like me, and he could only think it
was the drinking that had let him do it with Hal.  He promised that it
would never happen again.  I grudgingly told him it was O.K. and we
should forget that it ever happened. I was in love with this hunk and I
wanted it to be good for him with me.

He asked me if I wanted to fuck him, but I said I liked what we were used
to doing and didn't need to fuck him to get pleasure.  With that he threw
off the covers and turned around to suck my cock.  With his cock in my
face, what could I do?  I slipped the head of his big hard cock into
my mouth, licked it, kissed it, and played with his tight large balls.
His balls didn't hang down they were always tight up against the bottom
of his shaft.

We were laying on our sides and Hans was finger  fucking my ass as he
sucked me.  It felt fantastic when he put his index finger in up to his
first knuckle.  He had never done this before, and it felt so great that
I put a finger into his ass hole too.  He groaned and said that if I kept
that up, he would come in seconds. True to his word, he shot gobs of cum
all over our bods and I shot too.  We were spurting like two high
pressure fountains  and our sensations were driving us into  a frenzied
passion.  Fuck, what a mess!   I didn't know what we were going to tell
Hal and Jules about the cum soaked sheets.

We did get up, took  a shower with a lot of horseplay and kissing.
(Horseplay, uncut dudes, is when two studs rub their hot hard cock hoses
over each others bods.)

When we finally got down to the dining room, Hal and Jules were looking
harassed and stressed.  They gave us the Scottish breakfast, including
Haggis and Black Pudding.  Before we were finished, they came to our
table and sat down.  They asked if we would consider staying and helping
them make do until the regular staff they were expecting would arrive.
They told us they could afford 50 Pounds a day each.  Also, free meals
and lodging were included.  It was too much but Hans looked at me and
said that it would be fine for 4 days and with a grin said, "maybe there
should be a reduction for four way sex in the evenings!   He said that it
would be alright for us to watch each other get it on, but I was
exclusively his and no one could touch me except him.  The guys were so
glad of our agreeing to help that they said that the sex was our choice.
That settled it and now we could deal with the cum soaked sheets on our
own.

Hans and I cleaned the bedrooms while the guys cleaned the main rooms.
At lunch we put on some white jackets and served lunch to a few staying
over customers and some drop ins.  Hans wore one of Hal's large jackets
that looked alright. When we cleared up after lunch,  Jules asked us to
help in the kitchen, while Hal drove into Stirling for supplies.

After the kitchen, Hans and I did some weeding and other gardening that
made a big difference at the entrance to the hotel.  There was tea to do,
and then prepare for dinner.  Hans and I went up and showered before
dinner and Hans was deep throating  me before I even made it to the
shower.  I don't know how he does it, but  his mouth fits over the
head of my cock just right, and rubs gently over the round base of the
head.  He licked the tip of the head  and that had me thrashing around.
I loved it, so much that I couldn't keep my mouth from his cock and
balls.  I tried my finger in his ass again.  Hans erupted and came almost
immediately.  He was groaning and moaning " Oh, God!  I want it so much.
Put two fingers in lover boy!  I want it bad!"  Than he almost shouted
"Oh, Yeah,  I'm coming, I'm coming!"  When he came down from the pleasure
he grabbed my cock and sucked me off, including a  big
finger spreading my ass.   I'd heard about the prostate, so I thought I
would try and find it.  My finger in Hans' ass didn't find it but I was
determined and I knew that I would find it next time when I got another
chance at Hans' ass.

After dinner cleanup the guys asked us to come with them to the sitting
room for Whisky.  We did, but Hans wasn't drinking.  When the guys
stripped and Hal started slowly fucking Jules, Hans pulled my clothes
off.  He stripped too and the odor of raw male  sex and sweat permeated
the room.  Hans  and I wound up on the rug on the floor and he started
dry fucking me front to front  between my upper thighs.  He spread a
little lube between my thighs. The feel of his cock sliding between my
tightly held together thighs  got to him quickly, and he really shot his
load.  In the mean time Jules was doing Hal doggie style.  Hans was not
dealing well with his premature ejaculation, but he started licking his
cum from between my thighs and then giving me the head he was so good
at!  I couldn't hold out long and Hans sucked me dry as he caressed and
stroked my bod.

We left the guys still at it, only this time Hal had his thick cock in
Jules ass and was doing a slow pumping.  Jules was moaning, "Deeper, oh
do it deeper Hal!  Your big cock in my ass is the greatest.  Do me! Oh,
please do me Deep!".  We left quietly and went up to our room.  We
showered and then snuggled up to each other with our cocks and lips
pressed hard against each other.  It was heaven to lay together like
that.

The four days pretty well went the same; working, loving, fucking between
each others thighs, kissing and sucking each others hard cocks.

the four guys for the hotel staff arrived on Wednesday and Hal had
volunteered to drive us on Thursday to Fort George, about 250 km
from   where we were.  Hal was going to  set off for Perth and from there
it was up the A9 to Inverness and then the A96 towards Aberdeen to Fort
George which is very close to Inverness Airport.

From the look of the new staff we were going to be missing some hot sex
when we left!  I caught Hal and one of the cute kids fucking in the
sitting room when I went in to clean it.  Then Hans told me that Jules
was getting a blow job in the kitchen after tea!  But, I was anxious to
get to Fort George and that did turn out great, also.

Well, dudes, I think we'll break it off here and save the hot Highland
soldiers, bagpipes and kilts with no underwear for Chapter 6.  Blind
Homer