Date: Wed, 2 May 2001 12:33:12 -0000
From: john starling <zazaza@madasafish.com>
Subject: Welsh Holiday. Chapter 5.

This is the last chapter of Danny's adventures during his summer holiday
with his father, uncle and grandfather. Thankyou to the many people who
have emailed me with favourable comments and advice on possible story
line. The tales will continue, Danny is about to return to school for a
lot more hot adventures.

If you enjoy reading my work, let me know, it's nice to hear from
readers. If you have any hot school experiences of your own, tell me, I
might be able to fit them in here !!


The Welsh Holiday,

Part 5

Party Time.


The last Saturday of Danny's holiday was the day they had decided on for
the party. They estimated that about thirty hot studs were expected
although a few trusted mates had been told they could bring guests, but
they had to be cute.

Mike had hired a huge barbecue, and piles of raw meat were stored in cool
boxes, the plan was that the guests would cook their own as and when they
were hungry. The lads had made large plates of salad that were set out on
trestle tables.

Saleem and his team were due at seven o'clock when they would serve a
selection of curries and rice.

Barrels of beer were tapped, and plastic glasses ready, Mike had bought a
case of wine, presuming a few of his mates would be bringing extra
supplies.

He wasn't wrong, the first guests to arrive, Steve, Mickey and Tony
unloaded another two cases from the boot of the Mercedes.

 Steve's wife, Diedra had taken his other two children off for a break to
their villa in Marbella, so happily Steve and his young son, Mickey could
relax and enjoy the party.

Steve had hired a very expensive looking costume and had come as Caesar or
someone, with long flowing robes, and a laurel leaf garland about his
handsome head.

Tony and Mickey were somewhat more original, they had come as Caesar's
slaves, both young men were only wearing jock straps but Tony had had made
a couple of iron necklaces which were around each young mans throat, the
chokers had long chains attached, so that Steve could walk about with his
slaves on leads like the sex dogs that they had become.

Steve's slaves really complemented each other, the heavily muscled Tony,
with his dark Italian brooding good looks was like an extra from an old
Steve Reeves movie, where as Mickey just looked like the beautiful boy/man
God that of course he was.

Sam, Mike, Dave and Danny were all wearing matching Togas that Mrs Lewis
sportingly had made for them, Dave had taken the hems up so all four men
could show off their brown, muscular legs. Naturally nobody wore anything
underneath.

Generously Steve had let his slaves off their leash,' for the time being,'
he told them sternly, so they were allowed to wander about the garden. They
decided it might be fun to pay their respects to the senior host. Both
young men sat on the ground before Sam's `throne' (Mike had thoughtfully
brought him a large, high back chair out of the house) and taking the
fantasy of `slaves' seriously started to lick his legs and feet, Tony was a
bit more confident than Mickey, who hadn't met Sam for years, and moved his
handsome head into Sam's lap and started to lick around the old man's
ballsac and prick, under the short skirt.  The old codger, having taken a
couple of his `Viagras' was soon sporting a monstrous erection.

Two mini busses pulled up and Dave's mates from the Rugby club loudly
joined the party, a group of them were unloading what seemed like a palates
worth of lager from the bus, `Well anyway', Danny thought `we aren't going
to be short of beer'

The young Doctor, Sandy Hough and the captain of the first fifteen Graham
Lewis seemed to be putting up a small square tent on the edge of the lawn.

Most of the lads in the rugby club had made some sort of effort in dressing
up, a few had hired togas and a few had made them, some just had bed sheets
wrapped around them, that already in the scrummage to get the first beer,
had started to unwrap. A couple were just wearing their jock straps and
about half a dozen were simply wearing their sports kit, `they probably
looked the sexiest of the lot' Danny thought.

The next to turn up was Ewan Morgan and his son Dai, the chippies who
worked for Mike occasionally, in their battered old pickup, Dai had given
Brian Quigley a lift.

  Since Brian had started working for Uncle Dave he had began playing rugby
again at Dave's suggestion, and was enjoying the fringe benefits, he looked
very cute in some sort of a thin nylon shift that left nothing to the
imagination.

One of the prop forwards had grabbed Brian and was giving him a welcoming
kiss, two large fingers ramming up the boy's pretty arse.

 It was obvious that the Rugby club members had had a few in the clubhouse
before they started out. Several were already in the pool and most of the
men were already sporting large erections. A couple had joined Sam and the
slaves and a mini orgy was already developing, Danny noticed that Mickey
was already taking a large Rugby man's dick up his bum.

Pete Jones, the pretty scrum half was manfully accommodating three large
dicks, one up his pert backside while two were fucking his mouth.

The fireman had arrived, Leading Officer Frank Brown had organised a dozen
of his best looking men, and they seemed to be taking the horny action in
their stride, in some cases openly groping the large rugby players with
relish. Frank went and joined his new mate Sam, who was soon sucking
happily at his huge cock, while Tony continued to work at Sam's gigantic
shaft.

A camper van pulled up and Doug and Winston and two equally huge muscle men
spilled out, all looking terrific in short little togas. A tractor was
coming down the drive with young Timmy Smith's grandfather driving it. He
actually was not much older than Mike and had been fucking Dave
occasionally over the last three years, Dave had spoken to him about Timmy,
and the young gang hadn't been up for a `swim' in nearly a fortnight. John
(Timmy's Granddad) had a trailer hitched to the back of his tractor and
about twenty strapping farmers were wedged into the back, nobody in fancy
dress, Danny noticed, but they all looked pretty fit so that was what
mattered most. Danny thought he recognised one bloke as they all piled
out. Sure enough it was Simon from the toilet, a couple of weeks ago.

He went across the lawn to the lad to introduce himself.  Simon was very
friendly he said he was very pleased to see Danny again, and that he had
thought about him and the older guy a lot since their steamy shag in the
bog.  Danny took Simon over to meet his father; Simon didn't seem surprised
that they were father and son. `That's my Dad over there' he explained,'He
has been fucking me since I was about twelve'

By now about twenty men were in the pool, most bollock naked although a few
had their saturated costumes clinging to them. The Jacuzzi was very popular
to and was obviously seeing some heavy action with over a dozen big men
piled into it, large members heaving in and out of arses and mouths, Danny
thought he saw Dave and Steve in there. Several couples who couldn't get
into the hot tub were fucking on the lawn by the side of it. The sauna
although actually not turned on, as far as Danny knew, looked pretty packed
too.

Young Mickey ran over to Danny, chains rattling, `Have you been in the tent
yet?' he giggled. Mickey led Danny by the hand to the small tent at the
back of the lawn.' PISS HOUSE', was written crudely on a card pinned to the
canvas side. `Go and have a look inside' Mickey egged Danny on. He pushed
past the queue of young hunks that were waiting their turn.

Sitting cross legged on the floor were the two urinals, Sandy Hough and
Graham Lewis had their mouths wide and were drinking the smelly yellow piss
as quickly as they could, their bodies saturated, both men had huge
erections so they were obviously happy being mobile toilets. Danny frowned,
piss games didn't turn him on, he still had plenty to learn about men
kink. `And look at the other side' said Mickey, another queue had formed at
the back wall of the tent and guys were sticking their engorged dicks
through holes cut in the canvas.  Danny and Mickey darted around the back
to see who was relieving the men of their heavy loads, Danny was startled
to find the Muscle men Doug and Tony, gobbling for all they were worth,
`Fucking hell, boys' said Tony `Take over will you, I need a beer, I've got
a belly full of spunk'... The two boys sunk to their knees and began the
happy task of sucking off as many anonymous dicks as they could.

Meanwhile Mike was shafting Simon `piggy backstyle' on the lawn. Next to
Danny, Mike found the kid the most attractive he had met for a long time
and while he was fucking the boy he was thinking that he must organise a
three way with his son one day. A deep voice murmured behind him,'Mind if I
join in' and Simons dad rammed a huge dick up Mikes arse, `Bloody hell'
panted Mike in Simons ear, `Every time I screw you I end up having a dick
up my backside!

It was now about four in the afternoon and the party was really
swinging. All of a sudden police sirens could be heard in the distance
getting nearer, across the valley a panda could be seen speeding towards
them, blue light flashing. There was a mad scramble to retrieve clothes,
although a lot of the men were pretty cool, thinking how is one panda going
to arrest this lot, the little blue car screeched to a halt and Police
Constable Ivor Rees got out, bollock naked apart from his large police
issue boots, he lent back into the car and, retrieving his helmet put that
on.  The party guests drew a collective sigh of relief and there was
general laughter at the sight of the handsome naked copper striding
purposely across the lawn to Uncle Dave, with the large boots and high
helmet, his growing truncheon swinging out in front.

`You Bastard' laughed Dave; Ivor really had come out in a big way.

`Well you told me not to wear a uniform' the smiling copper said, grabbing
Dave and giving him a huge kiss.



Chapter 2



By eight o'clock in the evening, Saleem and his team of five assistants had
laid out the hot curry supper and most of the guests were getting stuck in
to the delicious curries he had provided. All the Indian lads looked very
exotic, dressed in turbans and sort of baggy long pants, they were all bare
chested and were happily mingling with the other revellers.

Danny had made his entrance carried on the bed by Doug and Winston, Doug
had got two more of his mates from the gym to help, so that a muscular stud
took a corner each of the bed and hoisted it shoulder height. Dave had
rubbed gold makeup all over Danny including his face and hair, so with his
skin already burnished from the sun the youth looked spectacularly god
like. Dave had covered the bed in white muslin and the naked Danny lay back
with a monster hard on provided by Uncle Dave and a bottle of poppers that
he had sniffed deeply before making his entrance. Dave had put masses of
black grapes over the boy the idea being that he was Baccus, the God of
Wine. As the black body builders carried Danny through the applauding crowd
he threw small bunches of the fruit to any particularly appealing hunks
that caught his eye, and there were a lot to choose from. As planned Dave
had covered the `slaves' large pricks with gold as well and he and Ivor had
gone down on all four of them while they inhaled the aroma bottles, so that
all four men proudly sported huge erections dripping pre cum

An hour after the little tableau, it was obvious who had been with the
black slaves, Winston and his mates, as insatiable as ever had been having
the time of their lives, a lot of the farmers and rugby players had been
curious to find out what it would be like to be fucked by a giant Negro
with a foot long dick and their British inhibitions forgotten, had found
out. Danny smiled to himself, about half the men there seemed to have gold
paint on their asses.

Danny looked across the lawn where he could see Mickey and his father
fucking Simon, one at each end. All the Indian waiters seemed to be getting
screwed, Rugby players were sucking off firemen, and firemen were shagging
farmers. Men were in twos, threes and fours. The hot night was alive with
the sounds of man sex. Some of the men lay sleeping on the grass ,
exhausted from hours of hot action. Other men were attacking the food
ravenously, their appetites heightened from dropping huge loads of cum time
after time. Policeman Ivor was in heaven, a lot of the locals had thought
that it wouldn't do them any harm in the future to shag the hot young
copper as that was clearly what he wanted so he almost had them queuing up
to pleasure him.

Meanwhile wickedly Dai Morgan had decided to instruct Tony and Brian
Quigley and a couple of the younger married men on how to suck their own
dicks, `Just in case yer misses wont go down on yer one night' he
drawled. The four men were rolling about the lawn having giggling fits as
they tried to get their pricks into their mouths. Sam was watching with
delight `Fifty quid to the first man who sucks himself off, apart from Dai'
he roared. Among great laughter about twenty men stirred themselves and
joined the challenge. Soon arses, smooth and hairy alike were in the air
while their owners struggled to get their pricks into their mouths.

 `It helps if you get your dick hard first' Dave laughed to Pete Jones the
pretty scrum half

 `I've cum about a dozen times, I don't think there is anything left'

 `Here let me help' Dave replied and put two large fingers into the young
man's arsehole which was well lubricated from all the dicks that had been
up it during the day. Peter's penis began to lengthen as Dave massaged his
prostate.

`Oh Dave, that's great man, thanks'

 `Shush, Don't talk with your mouth full'

`Fuck this' thought Danny `Fifty quid's fifty quid'

He ran down to the lawn and lay between Peter and Simon, rolling himself up
until his feet were either side of his head he squeezed his stomach muscles
until he felt his prick brush against his lips, he opened his mouth and
began to lick the tip of his foreskin. Being young and extremely supple
Danny found it quite easy and soon he was slurping on his hardening manhood
with relish. Through the corner of his eye Danny surveyed the competition,
Dave had stopped finger-fucking Pete now, but worse, was preparing to shove
his rock hard prick up the lad. On his other side Dan was peeved to see his
father Mike fucking the other competition Simon.

Danny released his prick from his mouth. `Somebody get my slaves' he
yelled. The cry went up `Danny's slaves, where are Danny's slaves'

Four laughing Black men came running over,

`We is here Massah'

`Help me' Danny pleaded out of the side of his mouth stuffed with dick.

Doug and his mates soon got down to work; Doug slipped his thirteen-inch
dick into Danny's eager hole. Danny didn't even flinch, his prick however
responded and as if by magic seemed to grow another two inches, two more of
the men knelt down and started to rub their pricks over Danny's face so he
smelt the heady musk of black men, Winston meanwhile, feeling left out
stood slowly masturbating his foot long cock, not sure where to put it.

`Put it in my mouth man,' Doug ordered `I like to suck cock while I'm
fucking!!'

 Quite a crowd had gathered to watch the four large black body builders
servicing the good looking youth, Doug was sucking Winston's large cock
greedily while he shoved his thirteen inch dick brutally into the pretty
bubble butt. Winston withdrew his cock and shot his load all over Doug's
handsome face, one of the other men shoved his huge dick into Doug's large
mouth and he continued to suck on it hungrily until another large load was
spurting over his face, quickly a third prick filled the mouth, about a
dozen men were standing watching gently stroking hard dicks. Different
loads of cum spurted over Danny and Doug's glistening muscular bodies.

Danny and his slaves won the contest easily, Doug and Danny shot their
loads simultaneously, Danny careful to remove his prick in time for the
globs of his delicious boy spunk to spurt over his pretty face. Seeing
Danny's climax the watching crowd gave a cheer, Sam came over and gave his
grandson a fifty pound note and a kiss of congratulations. Danny looked
over at his competition, Simon, with Mike's ten inch boner thrusting in and
out of him had started to spurt his cum into his mouth and on the other
side the scrum half seemed to have given up. Pete was now sucking Sam's
prick instead of his own, while Uncle Dave continued to savagely fuck him.

Chapter 3

At nearly two o'clock on Sunday morning Danny and Mike had finally
collapsed into bed together, Danny nuzzled up to his Father, lying as usual
on Mike's hairy chest while his Dad absent mindedly stroked Danny's golden
hair. They were enjoying reliving the highlights of the day, there were
still plenty of people about, Sam had Frank in bed with him while Dave was
with Ivor over in the barn.  Several men had decided not to risk driving
home, and about a dozen guests were sleeping all over the house.

 There was a knock on their bedroom door, Mike looked at Danny in surprise,
`Come in' he shouted.

Simon stuck his head around the door, `I can't sleep down there, can I come
in with you' he asked grinning.

Mike looked at Danny `What do you think son, do you fancy sharing me with
this lovely young man'

`Oh I forgot, there's me Dad too'

Simon and his father strolled confidently into the large bedroom, both hard
men were bollock naked and erect, large members swinging out in front as
they walked to the king size bed. Simon stood in front of Danny, and
wordlessly pulled the boy's head towards his large dick, meanwhile Simon's
Dad Richard was feeding his boner into Mike's ready mouth. Simon eased
himself on to the bed turning around took Danny's eight inch prick down his
throat while Richard following his sons lead went down on Mike's ten inch
dick.

The four hunks were a magnificent sight sprawled over the large bed, all
sucking greedily on man cock, Richard looked up,

`Daisy chain?'

The men moved around the bed changing from the 69 position, Mike sucked
Simon who sucked Danny who sucked Richard who sucked Mike.

Mike looked over to Richard, who was a fifty year old version of his son, a
nice compact tough looking body, greying hair, a deep tan from hours of
working in the summer sunshine, dark chest hair, about a nine inch dick
with huge bollocks swinging between his legs.

`I'd like to watch you fuck Danny while I have your son, are you game
mate?'

Danny lay down on his back and grabbing his legs he pulled them to his
chest, opening his arse hole ready for the fifty-year-old farmer.

Richard's dick was about nine inches long but it was exceptionally fat, he
rammed it up the boy's open hole taking Danny's breath away.

Richard was fucking Danny brutally; he held onto the boy's broad shoulders
and thrust his shaft deep inside him, almost removing it before he thrust
it in again.

Mike had seen his son being fucked many times over the last couple of
months, and always found it a turn on to watch the handsome boy squirm in
delight as he received one large dick after another. Mike's fatigue
forgotten, his ten inch boner was rock hard again, he knelt on the bed and
fed his penis into his son's pretty mouth, he knew Danny loved cock from
both ends at the same time.

Meanwhile Simon was egging his father on.

`Go on Dad, ram it into him, fuck that teenager's tight arse, he loves it
Dad, go on shove your fat dick up him.'

Simon was obviously turned on himself watching his Dad perform and climbed
on to the bed, and he too pushed his prick into Danny's mouth leaning over
to kiss Mike passionately.

Danny hungrily slurped at the two large dicks in his mouth, he felt it
wouldn't be too long before Richard climaxed taken the force he was using
to fuck him, and wanted Mike and Simon's sperm in his mouth at the same
time.

Simon leant forward and started to wank Danny's rock hard knob, Mike was
tugging at the boy's nipples, all three grown men watched as the boy was
getting more and more out of control, grabbing at their tools and taking
them deeper down his throat. Richard looked at Simon and gave him a quick
wink, obviously their signal that he was about to come.

`Go on Dad shoot, fill him up, I'm coming too'

All three men began to drop their loads. Danny drank the sperm from Simon
prick, while Mike pulled out and shot his load over his son's face, leaning
forward he kissed the boy deeply wiping his sperm over both their faces.

Simon continued to pull on Danny's cock until he too spurted his load
splashing over his chest, Simon leant forward and happily licked at the
young boy's body.

Tiredness at last overcame the four men and they settled down to sleep for
what remained of the night.

In the morning Danny was the first one to wake, it was about half past
eight and again his cock was rock hard. He smiled to himself thinking about
the hot day he had spent, he looked over to his father, Mike was lying on
his back snoring gently, the duvet had slipped down and Danny watched his
huge hairy chest heaving as he breathed.

`God, how will I ever leave him' he thought, tears came to his eyes at the
thought of going back to school next Wednesday.

`This won't do' he thought to himself, and climbing over Simon and Richard
went to the bathroom.

The hot water was cascading over his tired muscles when the door of the
shower was pushed open, and Simon popped his head round.

`Mind if I join you Danny?' he grinned

Without waiting for a reply, Simon stepped in and the two young men were
soon soaping each others well defined body.

`What are all these marks on your back and arse?' Danny asked, lightly
brushing his hand over Simon's firm buttocks.

`It's where Dad gave me a whipping last week I expect' the young man
replied casually.

`What, your father beats you?'

`Sure, I love it, that's how we started to have sex in the first place.

`One day my Dad caught me smoking, I was about twelve, and Richard can't
stand even adults smoking so when he found his kid son having a drag he
went bananas and took me into our barn to beat my arse.

It was a hot summer's day and he was bare chested with only a pair of
shorts on, he took me over his knee and made me drop my jeans and
underpants and started to whack my arse with his bare hand, I was wriggling
around on his lap and thought I could feel some movement down there!

I had always fantasised about him a little I think, anyway after about
fifteen strokes, with me pleading and promising not to do it again, I
realised I was enjoying the proximity of him, smelling his sweat, having
his big hand touch my bare backside. My arse was getting really hot, and
now I had this massive erection, I was always pretty well blessed down
there, and my dick was stretched to a good eight inches and had started to
leak, I had never had an orgasm in those days although I often had a wank.

 I could definitely feel my Dad's hard dick through his thin shorts. He had
slowed down his beating and seemed to be fondling my arse between
strokes. His hand started to go between the crack of my cheeks,so I opened
my legs a little, he was touching my arse hole, then he grabbed my balls
and started to grope them, finally he fondled my dick, he only touched it a
little and I was shooting my first load ever.

 I didn't even know what was happening to me, it was just this amazing huge
quiver that seemed to go through my whole body. I was dropping so much
spunk that I thought I was pissing, it was all over me and my Daddy's legs
and the barn floor, the funny thing was that Shep, my dog, had been lying
in the corner of the bard and he immediately got up and started lapping it
up.

Dad was still wanking at my dick, making sure every last drop was out.

`Well done Boy, was that your first time?'

`Yes Sir, God it felt fantastic'

He helped me off his lap, I really was trembling, I'm glad I didn't have to
stand, my legs would never have supported me. I sat beside him on the
bench. I could see that his prick was tenting out his shorts and he was
really aroused, so I leant over and groped him, after all what could he do?
Give me another thrashing?

`I suppose you want to feel your Daddy now, Richard laughed.

He stood up, standing right in front of me he unbuttoned his fly and his
shorts fell to the ground. He stepped right out of them and was completely
naked apart from his heavy work boots. His great fat donger was inches from
my face leaking pre cum.

`Go on lad' he almost whispered `Have a good feel,

I started to slowly jerk the skin up and down like he had done to mine, it
felt quite awkward touching another man's penis, but I soon got the hang of
it and was developing a nice rhythm when he asked me to put it in my
mouth. Well I was a bit startled at first because it was almost as if he
had read my thoughts, I had just been thinking that I wanted to kiss it!

Anyway I started to suck him, he soon shot right down my throat and I
swallowed it all. I loved it then and now nearly ten years later I still
love it. Occasionally when we want to relive old times he whacks my arse,
it still gets me more excited than anything does.'

By this time they were both out of the shower and towelling themselves dry,
Danny and Simon were both showing good-sized erections.

`Fantastic story, do you think he would whack me?'

`I'm bloody certain he would' shouted Richard from the bedroom.

Danny pushed open the bathroom door, Richard was sprawled over the large
bed with his legs wide apart, Mike was sucking his early morning hard
on. Both men had clearly become excited listening to Simon's tale.

`What do you want to be whacked with'

Mike took over, `Danny, run and get the table tennis bats from the garage'

`Bring them both' he said staring at Simon

Simon's prick jerked in reply.



Chapter 4



Three hours later Mike and Danny stood and waved Richard and Simon off the
premises.

`Come over and see us soon' Simon asked, `If you enjoyed the table tennis
bats you should see what we've got rigged out in our old barn now, it's a
regular S&M dungeon'

Mike promised that he at least would be over in the next few weeks.

Danny went quiet, thinking jealously that life on the farm would still be
going on without him.

Frank Brown had arranged for a few of his off duty firemen to come over and
help with the clearing up, together with the four men of the house and
Richard and Simon, they made light work clearing away all the
mess. Everyone agreed that they had never seen so many used french letters,
they seemed to be littered everywhere and Sam was particularly keen that
there should not be any left, he didn't want to give Mrs Lewis cause to
gossip in the village. All the ladies locally knew that the party had been
for men only.

Dave called Mike from the farmhouse kitchen that he was wanted urgently on
the telephone.

`Its Pauline' he murmured out of Danny's hearing. Pauline was Danny's
mother. `What the fuck does she want, she surely doesn't want him home
before Wednesday'

Sam and Dave saw the fireman off, Sam went to make some coffee while Dave
and Danny stripped off and lay on beds by the pool enjoying the morning
sunshine. For once there were no erect cocks about after the previous
twenty-four hours, fucking was the last thing that any of the men were
thinking of.

Mike came over to join them carrying a tray of coffee. He put the tray down
and stripping off his tiny shorts, he too flopped down naked on a bed.

`Dave, Sam wants a word in the kitchen.'

Grumbling to himself Dave got up wearilly and shuffled off bollock naked
back into the farmhouse.

`Danny, I've got some important news'

Danny sat up and looked over at his handsome Father.

Mike was grinning at him,

`I've had your Mother on the phone this morning, she has some news that I
think you might be interested in'

`Go on'

`She is expecting a new baby, and she thinks that you might be happier
living with me in the future. She doesn't want you to feel pushed out but
their house is rather small, so she wondered if I would consider having you
to live permanently...'

Mike couldn't continue, Danny had got up from his recliner and had thrown
himself into his Dad's arms.

`He seems quite pleased then' Sam and Dave were walking across the lawn to
them, carrying Champagne and glasses. Danny was smothering his father with
kisses.

`Hey, hey, Calm down' Mike laughed `You've still got your education to
finish, you've still got to go back to school'

`It doesn't matter, at least I will be coming back to you for my holidays'

`A bit better than that actually' Mike said

`I've been on the telephone to your headmaster and told him I wanted you to
be a weekend boarder in future, he said it was OK with him, you will board
at school Monday to Friday and come home every weekend.'

Sam popped the Champagne cork and poured the wine,

`Congratulations boys. Here's to the four of us'

The four handsome men raised their glasses

`The Four of us!'