Date: Sat, 14 May 2016 08:48:57 +0100
From: djh56@outlook.com
Subject: Holiday Incident

Sometimes things happen and you don't know why, but you know they are
inevitable:

Colin and I had decided to go on a short fishing trip and, I suppose just
because of its memories, we hired the chalet we used to use years ago on
the Norfolk Broads. It was much as I remembered it, plain, wooden and
clean, with a frontage onto the river and a gravel alleyway at the back for
pedestrian access, bins and the like.

The weather was good, very hot in fact, and both of us had got used to
being in just T-shirt and shorts, sometimes in Colin's case, just a vest
and underpants (!). We were relatively isolated in a quiet spot and he just
couldn't see the point of putting more than a vest and pants on, I didn't
argue, but put some shorts on just the same.

The first Sunday afternoon we were there it was blazing hot, it was also
the day to put out the rubbish bags and recycling boxes. Colin had already
nipped out with the rubbish, in a vest and pants, but had forgotten one
bag.

"I'll just nip out again" he said. "Shouldn't you put some trousers on?" I
responded. "No, it'll be OK, it's just outside and no-one's about, I can't
be bothered to dress."

Famous last words?????

A large window in the chalet overlooked the alleyway, and it was true, as
far I could see no-one was about.

Colin went out with the rubbish bag and, sod's law, just as he was bending
over to put it by the others, four lads came along. They were about 17 or
so, typical lumpy teenagers, and it didn't take them long: "Hey, Grandad,
where's your trousers?" one shouted. "Nice pants old man!" another called.

Colin tried to ignore them and turned to walk back to our chalet, but they
were all around him and it was clear that wandering hands were beginning to
fondle.

"Now lads, let me move please" said Colin, trying to manoeuvre through the
boys. But the hands kept wandering. I could see through the window as the
lads fondled Colin's backside through his underpants, tugging at them
slightly, easing them downward just a little. There were mumbled words from
Colin, but I couldn't make them out properly. Then it happened??.

The first loud smacking sound came as a complete shock, but then, by moving
slightly at the window, I could see what was happening better. One of the
little sods had a table tennis bat with him, and he'd spanked Colin's
backside with it - hard!

Once I heard that first sound and saw the bat it was obvious what was
coming. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK??. It went on and on as
the bat came down on Colin's bottom. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK,
SPANK, SPANK. The blows rained down and Colin's arse cheeks were crimson
red under his pants. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, on and on, harder
and harder. Colin was moaning, but I couldn't hear properly what he was
saying. He was being totally humiliated.

Then, without warning one of lads shouted "On your knees Grandad, let's see
you suck some cock!" Colin said something I couldn't hear properly, but as
he tried to move away slightly they surrounded him and one must have kicked
or hit his leg or knee, because he went down to the ground.

Now he was on his knees, and as he looked up his face drew level with the
biggest lad's crotch.  Almost in slow motion the lad eased down his trackie
bottoms and underpants revealing a large and rapidly hardening teenage
cock. Colin seemed frozen to the spot. A young hand came around the back of
his head pushing it towards a by now fully erect and dribbling cock. Oh so
slowly Colin's face moved nearer the cock head. His lips touched the
dribbling slippery bulbous knob, his lips parted, the cock slid in. The
hand that had guided Colin's head so slowly now began to push his head
further down the throbbing shaft until the lad's balls were touching
Colin's face. Then the face fucking began. Slowly at first, and then
building up speed, the lad's cock slid in and out of Colin's throat. Time
passed as the sound of slurping became unnaturally loud and then,
shamefully, the hand was at the back of Colin's head no more. He was
frantically sucking the lad's cock all the way down of his own free will,
his head bobbing up and down as he willingly took the lad's throbbing cock
meat down his throat. Colin continued sucking cock for some moments - and
that he no longer needed to be forced was not lost on the lads, who, one by
one, stripped off their shorts or trackies or whatever until they were all
bollock naked from the waist down.

It couldn't last much longer and it didn't. The lad being sucked gave a
yelp and proceeded to buck and twitch as he pumped load after load of boy
spunk down Colin's throat. The ejaculation was stronger than Colin could
cope with and spunk dribbled everywhere as he struggled to swallow it
all. Eventually he lapped it all up, cleaning the lad's rapidly softening
cock and balls with his tongue. What happened next was inevitable, as each
lad in turn stood before Colin with his cock erect and dribbling and had
Colin suck him to ejaculation. It took Colin over an hour to swallow all
four lad's spunky loads.

While all this had been going on I had dropped my own shorts and pants and
had masturbated frantically, shooting a hell of a spunky load over the
floor of the chalet.

I had anticipated that once he had sucked each lad off they would let my
friend go.

I was wrong?????

They milled around him for a few moments, presumably recovering. Then they
stood him up. One of them leaned in and whispered in his ear. Then, another
of the lads pulled Colin's underpants right down around his ankles and off,
exposing his quivering bare crimson arse. They shuffled him to a low wall
by the bins and bent him over. His glowing bare arse was fully exposed as
his T shirt rode upward. The lad who seemed to be in charge was fondling
Colin's arse. Colin yelled "No!" as a probing finger slid into his
hole. One finger of course became two, and, in such a short time, he was
being obscenely finger fucked up the arse for the whole world to see,
moaning and wriggling as the boys laughed and chattered.

Then the inevitable happened. The dominant boy eased back from his finger
fucking of Colin and lined his by now throbbing cock up with his stretched
and twitching hole. The glistening knob-head pressed against Colin's pink
pucker - and then popped in. Colin gasped and wriggled, shouting and
screaming "No, fuck off!" but it was too late. Inch by inch the lad's cock
slid into him until the boy's balls were touching Colin's bare arse. The
boy was all the way in and obviously twitching his cock inside my
friend. He was grunting as the lad's rampant cock twitched inside him.

"What do you feel old man?" said the boy. Colin didn't respond at first,
but a sharp heavy spank to his bare buttock made him yelp. "What do you
feel cunt?" repeated the lad. "Your cock" said Colin. "Your cock what, you
pathetic old twat?" said the boy. "Your cock Sir" said Colin, his voice
broken and resigned. The boy laughed and grinned at his mates: "Let's give
this old pervert a good hard fucking lads!" And with that he began to
thrust in and out of Colin's arsehole. He wasn't gentle, the fucking was
hard and quick, with Colin moaning and crying as his well spanked arse was
raped. The boy couldn't possibly last long, and he didn't. Within moments
he was grunting and yelling as his buttocks tensed with each shot of
teenage spunk being ejaculated up Colin's arse. He filled my friend with
his hot spunk until it dribbled out of his hole and dripped to the ground
down his leg.

The boy withdrew his softening spunk covered cock and, one by one, his
mates lined up behind Colin and took his place. Each of them fucked Colin's
arse hard and roughly, shooting their teen spunk up him. When it was over
Colin's ravaged hole was there for all to see as he was bent over,
obscenely stretched and shiny, dribbling spunk. My friend was moaning and
groaning, but a careful look revealed his own unbelievably stiff and
throbbing cock twitching with the need for release.

"Come on Grandad, stand up" one of the lads said. Colin complied, broken,
fucked, and with a raging dribbling hard on. "Come on you old twat, let's
see you wank that wrinkly dick" the lads taunted. They slapped Colin's
tender arse time and again as they stood around him. He had no real choice
and started to masturbate. It took no more than a minute or two before his
cock erupted, with jet after jet of thick creamy spunk shooting out in long
thick ropes that splashed onto the ground. The lads jeered and smirked as
Colin completed his humiliation by masturbating to ejaculation in front of
them.

"Dozy old cunt, we'll be back for more, you twat" they yelled and, having
slipped on their shorts and trackie bottoms, they left, chattering and
laughing as though my friend's complete domination and humiliation had been
nothing at all.

To my shame I had tossed myself off again while watching Colin get his arse
spanked and fucked and was licking up dribbles of spunk from my freshly
wanked knob.

I pulled my pants and shorts back up and waited for Colin to come back in
the chalet. He stumbled in, underpants nearly back up and still with a
raging erection tenting out the front. He didn't really look at me, just
saying "I'm going to take a quick shower". I just nodded and grunted -
after all, what could I really say?

I heard the shower start up and soon it was clear that Colin was taking
time cleaning himself up thoroughly.

I started to watch TV and was stretched out on the sofa when Colin
eventually came back into the room, in just his vest!  His bare arse
peeking out from under his short vest looked lovely and tempting, but I
said nothing. He came over to me on the sofa and sat next to me - then he
leaned over my lap. "You may as well inspect the damage" he mumbled. I
needed no encouragement, my hands began to roam over his bare buttocks,
fondling and stroking his spanked and fucked backside.

God his arse was red! Even some time later his cheeks were a pale crimson
and the marks from the lads hands were clear. My fingers ran down the cleft
of his buttocks and I slowly parted his arse cheeks. Colin moaned and
wriggled. I looked at his hole, which was still a little red and puffy and,
without even really thinking about it, spat on a finger and slid it
in????????