Date: Mon, 5 Oct 2015 11:37:01 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 25

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

Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com



COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES

Chapter 25

"Hi Buddy. Been a long time since I saw you here." Colin sat down beside
Roland in the sunshine outside the cafeteria for a quick lunch.

"Aye, I've been working from home on a project for the uni newspaper. I've
only been here in the afternoon once in a while," said Roland who was very
happy to see Colin again.

"And how is your love life after your grand debut up in the Highlands?"
Colin grinned.

"That was a great weekend, Colin. I'll never forget it, or what you did for
me." Roland put his hand on Colin's thigh. "And Doug changed a lot for
me. But since then, there hasn't been anything."

"But what about your mates? No parties? No clubbing?" Colin went on.

"I've been out a lot, no problem there. But to be honest with you, I've
been looking for Doug. Many times. I haven't seen him around though, and I
don't dare to go into the guard house to ask for him." Roland looked a bit
down.

"Okay, man. I understand. You want a real cock up your arse again. I
thought one of your mates could help you out there." Colin reached over and
gently squeezed Roland's bulge.

"I have tried twice but both guys came before I felt any pleasure," Roland
said. "Doug was different. He made me feel important, made me forget
everything around me, made me almost drift away in ecstasy."

Colin smiled. He knew that Roland was a master at painting with words and
speaking with high passion. "Why don't you just admit that you long for a
real man with a heavy cock pounding the shit out of you." Colin squeezed
Roland's cock, and the older boy moaned softly.

"I know what we'll do, Roland. I'm going to the swimming pool this
afternoon for a private lesson with Mr Wilkie, the swim instructor. It's
booked for 6 o'clock. You will come with me for a swim, and we'll go
together to Mr Wilkie. I'm sure he will love to see both of us turn up."
Colin winked at Roland.

"But..." Roland was about to ask questions.

"No buts. I'll see you outside the pool just before 4.30." Colin adjusted
his own stiffy and then hurried off for his next lecture.

***

Colin was very happy to be swimming again. It was nearly a week since his
last visit to the pool and he loved to push himself hard, getting the
exercise he needed. He was happy to be in the pool with Roland too.
Although not as fast as Colin, Roland had a very good technique. Butterfly
was his speciality, something Colin had never fully mastered.

There were more students around than normal, a sign that summer was over
and it was time for indoor sports. Colin did not know any of them, even
though he had seen some around the campus. A few were hairy, he
noticed. Some naturally smooth and some shaven. Mr Wilkie was walking
around, giving advice and assistance wherever it was needed.

Colin could see that Mr Wilkie was paying a lot of attention to Roland,
perhaps because it was the first time in the pool, but Colin's dirty mind
was also thinking that the swim instructor would love to touch the young
slim body wearing speedos that left nothing to the imagination. Even Colin
had to admit that Roland's slim body and big dick was a beauty. And he
hoped Mr Wilkie liked the sight as well, as that was in Colin's plan. He
was therefore disappointed when Mr Wilkie came over to him just before
closing time to tell that their private appointment had to be cancelled
because the water was going to be filtered.

Dave Wilkie saw that Colin was clearly unhappy at this news and said in a
low voice, "But maybe you'd like to come home to me for a chat instead?"

"Can I bring Roland with me?" Colin nodded towards the boy who still was
swimming. "He is keen for some play too." Colin winked.

"You mean..."

Colin interrupted him, "Yes, I mean! Please don't disappoint him." Colin's
face was one big grin.

"Okay, son, but just let me think a moment. See you later." Mr Wilkie was
more flushed than normal.


Going into a locker room had always been an experience for Colin. He loved
all the nudity of course. On the other hand he had to work at staying
flaccid or nearly flaccid. In school it was embarrassment for anyone to get
a boner in front of their mates. "Seriously, I don't care now," he said to
Roland before they entered the common shower that evening. "If I get a
boner and another man is looking at me... Well okay, if he likes what he
sees, he might smile or let me see his erection. And if he doesn't like it,
well he shouldn't look at me. That's my way of thinking."

The pool's shower area was a dream for voyeurs, as it was totally
open. Four or five youngsters were in the showers when Roland and Colin
arrived and they were behaving like sports guys often do after training -
kidding each other, poking, shouting, making sexy movements and splashing
water. Just like kids. And as Colin once said to Bill, "The so-called
straight guys are never more close to each other's naked bodies than in the
shower after sport."

Mr Wilkie, who also acted as a sort of janitor in the pool at present, came
into the shower area three times, once asking the guys to hurry up, the
other times just looking around.  When he turned around to leave the final
time, one of the lads turned too and started to jack his huge cock very
openly towards him. The others stopped him though, and both Roland and
Colin felt a bit ashamed. "Silly teenage attitude," Colin commented
afterwards. "But the guy had a huge, almost hard cock then, while doing
it."

"They are nice lads but a bit too noisy," the instructor said to Colin when
the other guys left. "Hope they find some girls to help them with their
testosterone level."

"Or some nice guys," Colin whispered to Roland.

"We have to leave through the basement entrance," Mr Wilkie pointed the
boys to the staircase. "The main door is locked now and only the guards
have keys."

The three came into a typical basement storeroom. "The working area for my
friend the janitor, when he's here," Mr Wilkie said. "Not so easy for me to
do both jobs at the moment."

"Guess he takes a nap here as well," Colin grinned and pointed to a huge
leather sofa. "These are very soft ropes," Colin said as he touched some
bundles of rope hanging on the wall. Most of the ropes were red but there
were some black ones. Colin wondered what they used the ropes for and
thought he may have seen similar ones before.

Mr Wilkie read his question. "Very soft to avoid chafing the skin, and easy
to twist or straighten. Good for swimmer's sensitive skin. We use them in
the pool," he commented.

"But what is this?" Colin lifted a black leather item from the wall.

"Very interesting you should chose that. I guess you will like to try it
on." Mr Willkie took the sling-type item from Colin's hands. "This is very
good for static training, both for your neck and shoulders, and very good
for your upper thighs. And you can use these leather straps to find your
own limit." Mr Willie was quite elated now.

"You try them on Roland, but you better take off your tracksuit bottom."
Colin started to help Roland strip off. He was completely aware that Roland
had not put underwear on after the shower. "You'd better take off your
t-shirt as well Roland. It will be more comfortable for you. It's very warm
down here because of the hot water pipes." Roland did exactly as Colin
suggested, assuming that this was all part of Colin's plan for him to have
sex with 'a real man' once more.

Mr Wilkie helped the now fully nude Roland to lie down on the sofa. Both
the older instructor and his young assistant saw that young Roland's cock
was starting to rise, and Colin saw that Mr Wilkie used any excuse to touch
the boy.

Mr Wilkie put the biggest part of the leather item around Roland's neck and
shoulders while the lad was lying on his back. "Now we raise his legs as
far as possible from the sofa, and lock them in that position with the
small leather straps." He explained to Colin.

"And you Roland have to tell us how much pressure you can take when we have
your legs bound up with the straps. Should be some tension without it
hurting." The instructor tried to talk calmly, but he was aroused as hell
and Colin noticed the man's erection. Colin even felt his own cock dripping
when the saw the young man lying there, totally helpless with his butt
lifted from the sofa and the puckered entrance to his arsehole visible.

Colin fell down on his knees and started to lick his friend's
arsehole. "Lock the doors please sir, and find some lube. I am sure you
know where your friend keeps it." Colin's voice was very clear. "Then take
the red ropes and bind Roland's hands." Colin winked at his horrified
looking friend, before moving to whisper in his ear, "Don't worry, I will
be in control, love. Just relax. I will let you taste a real man!"

Colin was impressed when he saw how Mr Wilkie used the ropes. The former
scout Thor had been good, and Kasim as well, but the swim instructor was a
master with the ropes. Roland was complete bound up, ready for anything.

"I want you to fuck my friend here," Colin said to the very aroused man,
"but I want you to be gentle, very gentle." When Mr Wilkie hesitated Colin
said, "Come on Dave, this is not the first lad you have fucked down here. I
understand that, and he wants it and you want it. Go on man!"

"Are you sure you want me to fuck you? I'm quite big, you know." Mr Wilkie
addressed Roland now. Roland swallowed, but nodded and then smiled at
Colin.

"I love this guy very much," Colin said to the instructor, "but I can't
give him what he needs, a big cock. He had a beautiful time some weeks ago
when he lost his virginity. I want him to feel that again, and I know you
can give it to him." Colin fell down on his knees once more, used his hands
to pull down Mr Wilkie's sport shorts. The man took the signal and stripped
completely.

When Roland got his first view of the hairy, well-built man sporting a
dripping erection he gasped and said, "Yes, you are big sir!" These were
his only words before Mr Wilkie gave him his huge cockhead to lick.

"You better wet me well then," he said to the bound boy. "You have to open
him for me, Colin."

Colin was already using his tongue to open Roland's arsehole, licking the
area from his arsehole to his balls, then licking and sucking the lad's
thin cock. Roland too had a mushroom-like cockhead, and in his mind Colin
thought about the possibility to have both Roland's cock and Mr Wilkie's in
his arse at the same time. Colin was as wet inside his shorts as if he
still was in the shower.

Colin got the cream from Mr Wilkie and lubed up the man's dripping cock
before he started on Roland's arse. Roland could take three fingers fairly
easily. "I think you've been using your butt plugs again, buddy." Colin
grinned.

"He's ready for you, Dave." Colin took Dave Wilkie's cock in his hand,
pulled the foreskin fully back and then placed the big cockhead against his
mate's entrance. "Roland is all bound up. He can't move, so you have to do
the job alone." Colin squeezed Mr Willkie's hairy balls and tugged them
backwards. It was Mr Wilkie, not Roland, who whined when his cockhead
passed through the boy's sphincter. Colin kissed his friend deeply and with
closed eyes Roland returned with his tongue. Roland was close to heaven
already.

Mr Wilkie started with soft movements, and then carried on bottoming the
dripping lad for several minutes. Colin did not touch his friend's cock but
he watched as the instructor now pulled his cock almost fully out before
thrusting deep inside again. The man did this a few times. Suddenly Roland
shouted, "Don't be gentle with me anymore. Fuck me hard sir, very hard. I
need to come now. Swallow my spunk, Colin. Take it all."

Colin lay down with his mouth around the lad's cock and when he erupted, he
took it all. Then he rose and gave his mouth to Mr Wilkie, who was a bit
surprised to share the sweet nectar provided by Roland. The man started
pounding Roland harder before he, with a howl, paused with his cock still
deep inside. All his muscles seemed to vibrate when he deposited his huge
load inside the boy he had been wanting the whole afternoon. Mr Willkie
stayed inside the lad for quite a long time, just moving slowly, letting
himself and the lad calm down before he withdrew.

Free from the ropes and the sling Roland went on his knees on the sofa and
kissed Mr Wilkie. "Thank you, sir. That was even better than my first
time," he said.

Colin collected the heavy load of spunk dripping from Roland's arse and
rubbed some on Roland's cock and balls and then he did the same with Mr
Wilkie.

"You are so hot. Why don't you strip and join in?" Mr Wilkie said as he ran
his hands over Colin.

"I will, but today is mainly for my buddy," Colin said. What he didn't say
was that he still had a small plan involving himself.

"Let me help you, Colin," Roland said as he lifted Colin's t-shirt. The man
then tugged down the nearly piss-wet shorts. Colin sat down in the sofa
naked to take off his trainers and socks. Roland, who was sitting on the
floor, immediately started to caress Colin's legs, knees and then the
insides the lad's upper thighs. Colin closed his eyes and let his friend
touch him.

Roland took off one of Colin's far from new trainers and put his nose
inside. He did the same with the other one. He sniffed it, licked it, he
closed his eyes, and lay down on the floor with one of the shoes covering
his stiff cock. The other was over his face, giving him pleasure. Colin
still had his socks on when he put his feet on Roland's chest, starting to
rub his nipples and his belly and then all the way down to his cock. Roland
purred, almost like a cat. Mr Wilkie was so excited looking at the lads
play that he sat down on a chair and quite openly started to wank himself.

After a while Roland took off Colin's socks and held them in front of his
nose. With closed eyes and small whimpers he sniffed Colin's scent. Colin
now used his bare feet on Roland's body. He spat on his hands and wet his
soles, and massaged the boy's body with his warm feet. When he came down to
Roland's cock dripping with pre-cum, he collected some with his feet, and
then he used his feet to wank him. Roland pulled his head back, and Mr
Wilkie thought he was about to cum again. But Roland sat up and started to
lick Colin. He clung to Colin's body.

Mr Wilkie had never seen a lad admiring and begging another boy like
this. "Piss on him, Colin!" Dave Wilkie's voice was husky. "That's what he
wants. He wants all of you!"

Colin went down on his knees and took hold of his stiff cock. He had to
wait for the stream to come, but then he started to send his golden liquid
all over his friend's body. Roland opened his mouth to let Colin know what
he wanted. Colin sprayed Roland's face and his mouth, his hair, and then
went back to piss in his mouth.

Mr Wilkie, still wanking, watched Roland respond by taking hold of Colin's
head and kissing him, nearly eating him. At the same time he was sending a
geyser of piss up over Colin's body and face. The scene was hot and almost
unbelievable. Mr Wilkie had never seen two young guys hugging like that
before, sharing their piss and their passion.

After the wild show Colin was the first to rise. He helped his friend to
stand up. Roland was a bit dizzy. Colin sat him on the sofa and handed him
a bottle of water. He drank some water himself before going over to Mr
Wilkie, who was sitting on a chair with a heavy `gun' in hand. "Happy for
your advice, sir. Are you ready to do me now?" Colin kissed the man.

"Whatever you want, whatever you want." Dave Wilkie pulled Colin closer.

"I want you to rim me, and then I want you to fuck me as you did in your
own bed. Maybe even harder. I want you to fill me up like you did with
Roland. And I want my friend here to experience something new." Colin did
not say what.

Colin went over to the sofa and bent over, presenting his arse. Mr Wilkie
did not hesitate, but licked and opened him like Colin wanted. The piss
from the two lads did not disturb him. "Now I want to ride you," Colin
said, "But give me plenty of lube."

Mr Wilkie did and then he sat down on the sofa to grease his own
cock. Colin climbed up on the man and with one single movement he impaled
himself on the cock. The cockhead was big but when inside he felt great,
and he went on. "Now sir, stay there. Keep your cockhead just inside my
opening. Roland, I see you are dripping like a baby. Cream up that mushroom
head and push your cock inside me too. I want to feel the two of you
together!"

"You sure you can take it, buddy?" Roland was worried.

"I've had bigger doubles than you guys. Come on now, Roland. Do this and
nobody can call you a virgin any more."

The dripping Roland did his best, but he felt that Colin was too
full. Colin used his own fingers and gave the boy space. "Now just fuck me,
Roland. Do it, now!" Colin screamed when he got his second penetration, but
he had the two cocks inside now. "I have done my job. Now you have to make
me spunk. Both of you, fuck me together."

It was a bit odd in the beginning, but soon Roland and Dave Wilkie got into
a rhythm. They felt that, beside fucking Colin, they were fucking each
other and it was arousing.

The first to shoot was not surprisingly Colin. He had waited for this all
afternoon and he was the only one not to have cum already. His spunk landed
all over the hairy swim instructor, who was happy to receive it. The
contractions from Colin helped Roland over his second edge, and the spunk
from him helped Mr Wilkie who again was ready to fill up this second
athlete. "Stay where you are, guys. I don't want this to end. Please stay
inside me some minutes more," Colin begged. The three guys hugged each
other.

"There's a small shower behind those curtains, guys. Clean yourselves first
and I'll go next." The teacher was again in action.

"Thank you for the private lesson, sir. Maybe you will have time another
day too. We still need to improve our technique," Colin said.  The two lads
hugged Mr Wilkie before they were locked out the basement door.


"I didn't know my old trainers made you horny." Colin gave Roland a
smile. They were sitting, almost lying, on the sofa and Roland had an arm
around his young friend.

"Everything about you makes me horny." Roland sniffed Colin's neck and then
used his lips on Colin's upper throat. "May I take off your t-shirt, love?"
Roland wanted to be very close to his friend.

"Take off everything if you like." Colin was soon naked. Roland sniffed his
armpits. "You are tickling me." Colin was grinning as he added, "Lick me if
you want to." And Roland used his lips and tongue every place possible on
his sleepy friend, from the toes to his ears, from his arsehole to his
glans.

When he spunked in his friend's mouth without having touched the other
guy's body, Colin almost felt ashamed of the one-sided action. "You want me
to suck you now, Roland?" he asked.

"Too late," Roland said. "I came twice while licking you." He fell down on
top of his buddy in the sofa, both of them exhausted.

***

It had been a strange day in Bill's house. Bill had planned to do a lot of
writing. He had different projects going on, and very tight deadlines for
finishing them. Even working from his home office, he normally had a very
fixed schedule. But this day had been different, and he felt a bit stressed
simply because he was to meet his young Asian masseur again in the
afternoon.

The weekend with Colin had been excellent. There had been a lot of sex, and
a lot of heavy action both with Bruce and the boys. But this was
different. In a way he felt that he was doing something on the edge of
normal behaviour. He wondered if he was about to pay for sex, and most of
all he thought about his relationship with Colin.

Colin had just been curious and wished him well. He even told Bill that he
would like to meet the young Asian himself, teasing him about a double
massage like they'd had in Marseille. But this was in his own home, and in
Colin's room! Despite his worries, Bill had been sporting a heavy hard-on
nearly all day. However when the doorbell sounded, he had made his
decision.

The room was warm, the music Chit brought was oriental, and the smell of
the massage oil moved the setting far away from the small Scottish
town. Bill was about to relax. Chit's warm hands started work on Bill's
shoulders and back. Chit had seen that Bill had put a towel around his
waist with no underwear at all. He loved the signal. This was his third
time in the house and he felt that the man was starting to enjoy his
visits.

Moving down to Bill's lower back, Chit loosened the towel and started work
on Bill's naked buttocks and thighs. He saw that the well-equipped man was
lying in a slightly uncomfortable position so he asked him to spread his
legs a little and lift his hips. With a professional movement, he used a
hand to adjust Bill's cock and balls so that they lay downward between his
legs. And it wasn't a flaccid organ he manipulated!

Chit started on Bill's shoulders again, this time standing at the front and
reaching over the man's head. The masseur's body was now so close that Bill
could feel what was inside his shorts. "May I touch you, boy?" Bill's voice
was low and husky. He had by `accident' used his hands to touch Chit's body
from time to time already.

"Please go on, sir. You are welcome. Will you allow me to take off my
t-shirt, sir? It's very warm here today." Without waiting for an answer,
Chit pulling off his t-shirt and showed off a slim, but well-developed
upper body, nicely tanned and totally hairless.

"Please take off your shorts as well and make yourself comfortable." Bill
was facing downwards on the massage table, but with his hands he felt that
Chit now was naked, but for a small sports thong.

Chit went down to the foot of the massage table and started on Bill's feet
and legs, working upwards on both sides. When he moved to work on Bill's
butt, he saw Bill spread his legs wider and raise his butt a little. Still
a little cautious, Chit poured more oil on his hands and slowly moved from
the buttocks to the man's crack. His fingers very lightly touched the hairy
opening, but still he did not touch Bill's balls or the rear of the now
very stiff cock. It wasn't massage oil that made it wet down there.

"Would you try some body to body massage today, sir? I think you will like
it," Chit whispered and the aroused Bill just nodded. The light young man
climbed the bench and sat across Bill's thighs. Then he lay down, covering
the man with his own body.

Bill felt the extreme heat and he even felt the boy's crotch rubbing up and
down his arse crack. The boy's face and lips were very close to Bill's neck
and ears. Bill had to concentrate not to cum; this was really hot for
him. Chit recognised this by listening to Bill's heavy breathing and he
climbed down again and went to Bill's front.

"May I strip you?" Bill asked with a low voice.

"Please go on, sir. My body is yours." Chit stood just in front while Bill
stripped him of his tiny underwear.

For an Asian lad, Chit was sporting a bigger cock than Bill had
expected. His cock was at least 7 inches (18 cm) long, not very thick, but
now it was as hard as iron showing a dark pink cockhead, like a light on
the top of the dark shaft. He was mostly smooth, with just a short black
bush of stiff pubic hair. His balls were smooth, hard and round. Bill got a
very close view when the boy put his cock forward on the bench. He could
easily have used his tongue or lips on the beauty of a cock, but he
concentrated on squeezing the boy's buttocks.

This action was quite certainly a test from Chit, to see if Bill was into
sucking. Well, Bill was about to take the bait, but not yet anyway.

Chit asked Bill to turn over. He put a small pillow under the man's head,
and started to massage his front, playing with his nipples while working on
his chest muscles. Very soon he was down at the other end of the bench
again.

"You want some ball massage, sir?" Even Chit's voice was a bit husky. "May
I touch your penis, sir?"

"Please Chit go on. Use my cock and make me happy."

"All the way, sir?" Chit still hesitated.

"All the way, boy. Please milk me," replied Bill.

Bill received a ball massage like he'd never had experienced in his
life. Chit used both of his warm hands, playing with Bill's balls, not too
soft, not two hard. The oil made his hairy balls shine. Then he started on
Bill's cock.

Bill had been close to spunking after the massage of his balls, but Chit
managed to let Bill stay just beneath the spunk level. Instead of jacking
his cock, Chit squeezed it and tugged it, soft and hard, soft and hard. He
covered the cockhead with Bill's foreskin, pulled on some hot oil, and then
forced the foreskin back to the pain level, again and again. Bill found
Chit's cock with his hand and started a furious wanking as a sign that he
himself was to cumming.

"I have to come Chit," he cried, and raised his hips from the table. "I
have to come!" And he came. The grown-up man spunked like a horny teenager,
and he felt like one too. The spunk landed all over his torso. Chit
squeezed Bill's cock, and his own cock and played with the spunk. Then he
ended the massage by using wet hand towels to clean the man from top to
bottom.

"Relax and stay as you are for some minutes. I'll find my own way out."
Chit was already dressed. He used his lips, not as a kiss, but just a
silent touching of Bill's forehead to end the massage.

Bill had put a bit more money in the envelope than the agreed amount, and
was happy for that. "Now I have paid for sex for the first time in my
life," he thought when he heard Chit close the door, "but it was worth
every penny."

***

"How was Chit today?" Colin was very excited when he talked to Bill on
Skype later that evening, "Did you fuck him?" Colin was one huge grin.

"Yes, I fucked him," Bill answered. "Inside my head for one hour!"

"Now you're making me hot again Daddy, even though I just helped Roland to
get a real man cock in his tight arse hole. Take a look!" Colin lowered the
camera and showed his hard and dripping stiffy.

"Why are you naked, Colin?" Bill asked.

"I want to tease Kenny. Maybe he needs to borrow a hole when coming back
from the date with his girlfriend." Colin was really in a teasing
mood. "Just kidding, I'm on my way to the shower. May I bring Kenny home
for supper tomorrow? Kenny wants to take a trip in an old car he hopes to
buy."

"Of course, love. It's time I met this buddy of yours, before you end up as
his girlfriend." Bill was the one grinning now.

"I'll have to be careful about bringing him home now when you are filled up
with lust after visits by your Asian friend. Maybe Kenny will ignite seeing
a stallion like you," Colin was about to end, but Bill understood that he
had something else on his mind.

"Daddy, please do me a favour. You remember we dressed up for dinner at the
restaurant the other day, and I wore that light Paris suit. I think I just
left it on the bed in my room when we returned home that night and..."

Bill interrupted him "I put in on a hanger in your wardrobe days ago."

Bill could see that Colin felt a bit ashamed, "Sorry that you had to clean
up after me, Daddy. I should have done it myself, but can you see if there
is a card in one of the pockets? I forgot it when we came back from Bruce's
house."

"A card?" Bill asked.

"Yes, a small card I was given by a man when I was in the toilet just
before we left the restaurant." Colin looked a bit excited. "It could have
waited until tomorrow, but I didn't think about it before now and I'm
curious."

"Okay, son, I'll take a look at once. Don't go away." Bill took the iPad
with him to Colin's room.

"Yes the card is here," Bill said. "It's a formal business card with a
person's name, and so on. Something is written on the back."

"What does it say? Colin wondered.

"Read it yourself," Bill said, holding the card in front of the
camera. `Call me if you feel for it'. Nothing more was written on the
backside of the white card. And on the front: Arthur Edward Granville,
solicitor. Then the card had a business address and telephone numbers.

"Arthur Edward Granville? Never heard that name Dad, and the man who gave
the card to me was quite young and looked nothing like a solicitor. He
stood pissing beside me."

Bill could see that Colin was holding a hand around his little stiffy. "Why
are you so excited, son? You have any idea who wants you to call him?"

"I think it could be the man who followed me with his eyes the whole
evening, the man from the railway carriage. But he was not the one in the
toilet." Colin talked very eagerly.

"No, but from where I was sitting I could see that he was dining with a
young Asian man," Bill said.

"I remember now. Yes, it was him. That was the guy who gave me the card. Is
that young man really a solicitor?" Colin wrinkled his forehead.

"No, don't be stupid. The solicitor is of course your admirer from the
train, sending his young companion to fix a date with a cute fellow
traveller." Bill was teasing Colin but he was a bit curious himself. Bill
started thinking and Colin who recognised every change in his lover's face
saw that something was odd.

"What's the problem, Dad? You don't believe your own story?" Colin smiled.

"The strange thing is that this man's business address is the same address
as that of my friend in Glasgow, the lawyer that helped us with the papers
some weeks ago. They might be business partners even," said Bill. "Oh, I
suddenly I remember where I've seen that man before. I saw him in the
office the day you and I went to sign the papers. I'm certain."

"So you mean he fancies me and may have been chasing me ever since that
day? Maybe he wants to pay me lots of money to get me in bed with him."
Colin smiled but he felt a bit strange. "I'll just call him, that's all,
and asks what he wants. It's not a problem, Dad."

"Go ahead, Colin. It's you who got the message. But if you don't mind, I
will have a chat with Bruce about him. He said he had heard at bit about
this man. And if it's okay with you I might also call my lawyer friend
tomorrow." Bill was really curious now.

"Okay, Daddy. I can hear that Kenny is on his way. Stay cool. Love you!"
Colin hung up and Bill looked at the card once more.

***

A noisy car was driving fast up to the entrance of Bill's house. Bill could
only smile knowing that the two students he had invited for supper were on
their way. Clearly there would be no silent driving and no anonymous
parking with Kenny at the wheel. Emerging from the driver's side was a tall
guy with dark curly hair, broad shoulders and a huge white smile. From the
other side came his own Colin, looking happy and proud.

Colin rushed up as usual to Bill and hugged him. "Meet my room buddy again,
not Kenneth but Kenny," he said.

The same Kenny, a little awkward, gave Bill his hand in a tight grip. Then
he hugged Bill, the man he had only seen at distance some weeks ago when
they first looked at the room in the University campus. "Nice to see you
again, sir," he said. "Thanks for the invitation. Colin has talked a lot
about your fantastic cooking."

"I guess he likes my food. He's never complained." Bill was happy to have
the two lads in his house this early evening.

"I need some water for my old car, sir. It is leaking like a sieve. I'll
have to get this radiator fixed," he said.

"I'll get you some water," Colin said, already on his way to the
garden. Kenny opened the bonnet, and it was hot there. He pulled off his
baggy t-shirt, and now shirtless he bent into the bonnet to unscrew the lid
of the water container. He showed off a well-tanned back and, like many
youngsters, the top of his boxers, and then two very round and visible
buttocks. Bill blushed in the door opening. He was ashamed because he felt
his own manhood stiffen, just by thinking that his own Colin had had heavy
sex with this hot straight athlete a couple of times.

"Don't cum in your trousers, Dad," Colin whispered when he passed close to
Bill with a can of water. He used his other hand for a very light touch on
the man's visible hard-on.

Bill woke up, and blushed even more. Kenny showed off his hairless front
with well-tanned muscles and a hard belly visible all down to his pubic
bone. "This will do, Kiddo. The car will stay cool now all the way
back. But I'll have to fix this old cart tomorrow." Kenny had forgotten the
deal about the use of Kiddo, but Colin just smiled.

"Come into the house, and wash off your oil and dirt, son," Bill addressed
Kenny, grinned and re-arranged himself down below when the young man had
passed. "You show your friend the bathroom Colin, and please come for
supper quickly. It's ready for you."

Colin came back downstairs at once and kissed his Dad tenderly. "So happy
to see you, Daddy, and so happy that Kenny makes you horny. But you can
only eye-fuck him, okay?" Colin whispered.

"Well, it has to do for now," Bill said with a huge grin.

"I am starving. I've had no real lunch today, Daddy. What are you serving
tonight?"

Both guys were waiting when Bill put the food on the table.  "Chilli con
carne, guacamole and tacos. I hope you will like it." Bill was happy to
have Colin home with his friend.

"Now I'm going to die, but I'd love to take one plate more if it's okay
with you," Kenny said to Bill. He looked at Colin and saw that even he was
going to take some more. "How did you know that this was my favourite,
sir?"

"Colin has told me a lot about you, Kenny. Well, perhaps not as much as I'd
like to know. I guess most of his student life is secret from me." Bill was
in a teasing mood.

"So you don't know that I snore and that I talk in my sleep half the
night," Kenny looked at Bill.

"That isn't a problem for me," Colin answered. "I can sleep through
anything so you are not disturbing me."

"Will you apply for single rooms next year?" Bill asked the pair.

"I hope Colin will share a room with me next semester too. Has Colin told
you that we share a bed from time to time?" Kenny said and looked at Colin.

Colin was uncertain about how direct Kenny would be. "You never know how
open this guy is," he thought. Bill was now wondering what would follow.

Kenny was suddenly very serious. "You see sir, people might think I'm a
tough guy, and in many ways I am, but I am like a baby when it comes to
thunderstorms and heavy weather. When I was two years old our home in the
US Midwest was blown down in a heavy storm, and I can never forget it."

"So when he thinks a storm is coming he jumps in my bed. Very often it's a
false alarm. I wish it was real more often!" Colin was teasing and the chat
around the table went back to some joking.

"I have some dirty laundry, Dad. Can I put it in the washing machine?" The
student hoped for some service.

"Just put the bag in your room, and show your friend around the house,"
Bill replied as he cleared away the remains of the meal.

Bill heard some loud noise from Colin's room and wondered what was
happening. What he didn't know was that Colin had pulled Kenny down on his
back on the bed, and sat on him like the kids do when they play-fight. "You
were about to tell that we fuck when there's a thunderstorm?" Kenny
whispered with a grin.

"And you had a hard-on at the table when telling him about us sharing
bed. He might have seen it!" Colin pressed the bigger lad's body down in
his bed and then just hugged him.

***

"Take care guys and drive safely." Bill waived to the two very different,
but very close mates backing down the gravel road in front of the house
after a very happy meal and a very nice visit.

Colin hadn't mentioned the business card, and Bill did not want to bring up
the matter while Kenny was present. However he had slipped it into Colin's
hand just before hugging him goodbye.



To be continued