Date: Thu, 22 Jul 2010 23:19:43 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Boy Model Coop 5

Boy Model Coop
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


Five

Wilma and I were both making money hand over fist and if her bank account
was anything like mine, it was huge.  These are trust accounts.  My web
site was netting thousands a month alone.  I became very popular in Europe
and Japan.  Why Japan, I have no idea but it is.

I think it was about a month after I moved that Don started to stay with us
most nights.  I would make sure and spend time at the Coop every afternoon,
after they got home from school.  It was obvious that Don feeling a little
lonely and left out, unless we were working.  But he never said so.  I
could see it in his eyes.  I started to invite him over so Vic could help
him with his homework and well one thing lead to another and you know how
it is.  I mean, we all went around naked or in our undies just like across
the street and I could see Vic wanted his body just like I did; so one
night I just marched into Vic study and told him that Don was sharing our
bed and he was free to have sex with him.  Vic just looked over his book at
me and smiled.

"You trust Don that much?"

"Yes and I trust you that much too."

He just smiled and went back to reading.  Then I told Don what I had done.
I thought he was going to cry on me but he didn't, he just hugged and
kissed me over and over.

"Hay," I said, "all I did was look out for my big brother.  I guess I
should have asked how you liked three ways."

Now he did cry and laugh all at the same time.  Well I knew he didn't have
a real boyfriend.  Sure he had lots of boys and some men who he could have
sex with; but that's not the same as having sex with someone you love and
sharing.

Vic phoned the twins and told them Don was staying with us for the next few
days.  Then he phoned my tutor and told her I was working and we would pick
up next week.  He found a new toothbrush for Don and that was that.  It was
like old times for us but the bed was bigger and Vic was in it.  Well maybe
not quite like old times.  I figured Vic had some plan or another, since he
seemed to be closing business down for the next few days.  I guess he
wanted to make Don feel welcome in our bed.

That is just what he did too.  Except to eat, clean ourselves, piss and
defecate we were in it and we were busy at it or sleeping.  Vic got his
tube of special lube the stuff that makes me see stars and colors and
injected a whole whack right into Don's anus.  Then he took a viagra and
gave each of us a small pill and the games were on.  By the third afternoon
we were all so tender I don't think any of us could have fucked, been suck,
been fucked or sucked without total discomfort.  I mean I didn't even want
Vic in my ass to fall asleep.

Now Don and I had bonded sexually a long time ago but after this that
seemed like child's play.  I don't know if Don realized it or not.  I did,
for sure, that from now on he was my brother and he was Vic's boy.  I'm not
sure if Vic planned this or not.  I don't think so, hell if he wanted Don,
all he had to do was ask and if Don wanted Vic he could have made some
signals but he never did.  I would like to think that Don loved me very
much.  I know he was happy for me and went out of his way to make Vic and I
happy and comfortable, in fact he knew all about Vic's desires and plans
before I did.  He put me and my happiness first and his was second.  Now
that is love and I'm sure Vic recognized it.  All Vic was holding back for
was a signal from me, that I recognized it too or my feeling for him, maybe
both.

I think Don's parents realized something was going on with Vic and I after
about a year but by then Don was 17 and could have sex more or less with
whom ever he pleased and he was making so much money and was so happy...
Well they just kind of let things go as they were.  They always treated me
well and that continued.  They knew we were roommates and Don was my boy
model mentor.  I mean it was like my parents.  They always treated Don well
for the same reasons.  Don's parents knew he was gay or that he thought he
was.  Well since he never seemed to be all that interested in girls, I
guess he is gay.

Once 18 Don would be able to pose for the gay porn web sites and magazines.
That is if he wanted to.  I know he likes the sex part.  I don't think I
know any boy who doesn't.  He will like the money part too, since it pays
reasonably well, especially if you control your own or license your own
stuff.  If he stays in the rag trade, that is good too but probably does
not pay as well, unless you get featured or some kind of long term
commitment.  He could go to school and model part time.  I know what Vic's
vote would be.  Posing nude and lewd is not that much more work, less
probably then posing with something on.  The porn stuff is a bit more work.
I know from observation, a lot more work but it can pay better too.
Anyway, we Coop boys are schooled to insist on the highest production
standards for what ever we do.

Don didn't live with us full time just most of the time.  I think he was 17
when he started to date one of the boys he knew from high school.  They
seemed to be quite an item for the better part of the next year.  I was a
little lost at first but Vic seemed to understand him and his needs.
Anyway Vic made Don and me start attending some classes at the middle and
high school like phis ed and a few of the lab sciences.  He thought we
needed the social contact and pier group friends.  He was right of course.
It was good to have friends to hang with and study with, that you didn't
have sex with.  Just people you like and who like you.

I found that the girls seemed to gather around me in unbelievable numbers.
Now I like girls and all that.  I like sex with girls too, well with Wilma
for sure.  It was obvious none of my school mates or the girls I knew
locally from modeling, were willing to get to involved with me.  I guess
they thought Wilma and I were some kind of hot item.  We are but not as hot
as everyone was given to think, including my parents.  For us it was more a
game between close friends.  Sure we shared a bed at every opportunity, she
and I are both hotties and it is easier to perform before the camera if it
is more reality and less acting.  We both knew that.  I know she had at
least one steady boyfriend at home and I had Vic and Don.  One thing that
never got in our way was jealousy.  I don't know how her boyfriend was
reacting, never met him or them.  Wilma just told me they understood we
were playacting for the camera and were in fact friends off camera.  I took
it she never mentioned we had sex.  I guess that is why the local girls
seemed to keep their distance, feeling they would be sharing me with her,
if they ever got too involved.  Little did they know, it was sharing me
with Vic that they needed to be concerned about.

Out touter is cool.  I don't know how Vic found her but he did.  She is
German but her English is excellent and she has only the slightest accent.
Anyway her family are Naturalists, nudists I guess.  She was completely
comfortable with our running around mostly undressed.  She had a real nice
body herself and is not at all shy, but I never saw her nude.  She always
presented herself in a very professional way and was very demanding when it
came to our studies.  She did teach me to speak German very well and that
combined with some French and Spanish gave me a chance to interact with
other kid models right around the world.

It was during my 14th summer that we started to travel and do a lot more
international work.  I got to make several boy and child centered movies in
Germany and England and do some interesting still shoots in the
Netherlands.  The movies were fun since we were a group of boys or boys and
girls doing kid adventure things mostly with little or nothing on.  I only
ever saw part of the still shots from Holland.  I did a series of very sexy
poses with a few props in minimal clothing mostly white very brief briefs
and then a series of poses many in the same positions nude.  Richie came
over and did a series at the same time.  We didn't appear together but we
did work with a couple of Dutch boys.  That was lots of fun too.

In one series I came out dressed in jeans and a shirt and began setting up
my drum kit.  Not my kit, it was at home, but one just like it.  I did a
series of poses showing off my upper body with and without my shirt,
holding my drum sticks and stretching, you know the kind.  Then set up
another drum or the symbol and take off my pants and do some more posing
and so on.  Finally I was down to my undies with my penis straining at the
material playing some solid jazz.  Then I took a bit of a rest and the they
brought me back, now nude and showed me the stills with my undies and had
me pose exactly the same way.  The photographer was using a long lens and
once he was satisfied he would take pictures of my ass or my crotch.  They
liked my stuff penis with it's head pocking just out of the foreskin a real
lot.  Sometimes he would ask me to hold the drumsticks under my penis or my
scrotum and in a couple of shots push them in my anus.  For a few I had to
put the undies on again and retake the full body and off for a close up.
This was hot and I mean it was hot sexy, not temperature.  All the time my
Dutch boy partner was sitting off to the side watching and I could see he
was getting aroused too.  He kept playing with his penis.  Anyway after I
finished with the drums the Dutch boy did the same things but he played a
coronet.  He did good too.  After he was finished we: Vic, the Dutch boy,
his manager and I all went into a kitchen area to eat.  Richie and his
Dutch counterpart came on to have their scenes shot.  His name is Oliver.
Neither of us were quite sure why the duel shoots.  Well we knew why but we
were a bit confused as to how they could possible be used and our adults
were not much forth coming.

The next day we returned to the studio and this time Oliver and I did a set
together.  The same drill but we helped each other out of our shirts and
shorts and pretended to help each other out of our undies too.  Then the
director had each of us kissing and putting our heads on each other and
placing our hands on each other's bodies and stuff like that.  Still no
porn but close, I mean real close.  Instead of having us re-pose for the
close in stuff he had us freeze and the camera man moved in for real tight
shots.  Things like my hand on his bulging crotch or his hand sliding into
my undies along my butt cleft.  To say the least we were both rock hard
after only a few minutes of this stuff.

I knew something different was happening now since this whole set was being
short against a light blue background and we were both wearing light blue
undies too.  Then we moved into the porn phase.  All the time, right from
the beginning, Oliver and I were laughing and tickling each other and just
having fun.  The director got right into this, encouraging us and telling
jokes to keep us laughing.  He would say things like, "push out your crotch
and give the boy lovers something to cream about." We did a whole sequence
of kissing and engulfing as much of each other's blue covered crotches as
possible.  Then the director had us rolling around on the floor making love
with our undies still on.  You know pressing our bodies together, kissing,
feeling him on top me on top in different 69 positions and each pressing
our crotches against the other butts stuff like that.  The floor was also
blue it was a seemless background kind of set.  Once we got our undies off,
Oliver and I just went to it.  We were boys possessed we suck and licked
and fucked and just had a grand old time I know each of us came twice.

Oliver got on his knees and began sucking my proud erection.  At this he
was very good.  His tongue swirled around my corona and down the shaft.  He
retreated taking the entire thing in pressing his nose into my pubis.
Oliver deep throated me sever more times and pulled off.  Next he began
licking my scrotum and taking my balls into his mouth one at a time.
Returning to my shaft he began taking about three quarters in and out.  I
placed my hand on his shoulder gently urging him on.  Next he placed his
left hand on my ass and pulled my body toward him.  I began fucking his
warm, wet mouth like it was Wilma's pussy only a lot slower.  In fact we
were doing everything in almost slow motion.

That is for two reasons.  One, not to cause blurring of the images and two,
to take as much time as we could.  This means less replays in the video.

I was rock hard and slicked up for sure.  The director told us to reverse
positions so Oliver pulled off and slowly rose to standing.  He kissed his
way up my body, poking his tongue in my navel several times and nibbling on
both of my nipples.  I sure liked that.  We kissed long tongue probing
passionate kisses and I began to sink to my knees kissing my way down and
giving his cock the same treatment he gave me.  Not exactly the same but
all the same moves and actions.  The director had a stop watch running and
when I had spent about an equal amount of time giving him head he told us
to brake.

While we both drank some water and rested a bit, the make up people touched
us up a bit and the prop guys pulled in a large air bed, just to my right.
He told us to start a action by looking into each other's eyes and kissing
like we had before, "tell him how much you love him and how much you like
having sex with him, not in words but with your body language."

We did too, both of us let our hands roam over the other's body, mostly our
backs and butts.  We kissed and kissed, breaking out lip lock and pressing
our lips to each others nose, eyes, cheeks and earlobes.  He told us to
adjust our position slightly so both our erections could be seen
interacting.  We had both softened a lot during the break but the kissing
and crotch mashing took care of that.  He told us to brake and taking each
others hand lay on the bed in a side by side 69.

He had more or less told us what we would be doing before we started and at
the brake gave us instructions again in more detail.  We of course did a
lot of ad-libbing too.  During the kissing sequence we moved around in a
small circle so all sided of our embraced bodies were presented to the
cameras.  I could see Olie was a well trained as I was.  That means we both
knew what we should be doing and just the slightest touch of the hand would
get that done.

We lay on our sides with our legs spread a little so we could each roll up
on a hip giving a better view to the camera.  The camera men moved around
us in a clockwise fashion so we knew where they were and where they would
be going.  Oliver and I bobbed our heads on each others stiff cocks for
what seemed like a long time.  I know I was getting ready to unload when
the director call cut.

For our next series I was to fuck Oliver and after a short break he would
fuck me.  I was all for this and so was he.  It didn't matter to either of
us who was first or second.

Oliver loaded lube into his anus and I rolled on a condom and cover it with
lube.  Oliver got on his hands and knees as I positioned my self behind
him.  I took a few stabs at his anus and adjusted the with of his stance.
The director asked me to raise my right leg placing my foot flat on the bed
right next to Oliver's knee.  He called action and I took my cock in my
left hand and guided it home.  Oliver placed his hand on his arms so his
face could not be seen.  He was suggesting some discomfort but I knew he
was laughing.  I slid right in to the max and rested my balls against his
buttocks giving him a chance to accustom himself.  He gave me a little push
back with his hips when he was ready for my to begin.

I was slow and began pulling back and pushing in.  I wanted this to be good
for him so I was attempting to hit is prostrate with every thrust.  My work
was slow and deliberate again to make it last longer when speed up and cut
down on the repeats.  I was loving it and I know I had the widest smile on
my face the entire time.  I looked like I was having fun and you know I
was.  Olie was now lifting his head up and moving it around with the
biggest grin in the world on is face.  He was saying "I love it." to the
camera.  The director had us stop and I recoated my penis with fresh lube
and almost lost my erection but that was Ok a few brushes of my little head
across his now big hole took care of that and I pushed back in.  We
continued until we were both about to come.  I called cut and told the
director.  He wanted me to pull out and come on his back.  Oliver told him
he would come quickly and if on his back would make a good visual.

Oliver rolled over and I took his legs on my shoulders and started to pound
his butt.  He arched his back a little and every stroke was a full on
prostate contact he began squirting and in a couple of more strokes I
pulled out and ripping on my condom stroked my cock a few times and added
to the pool on his tummy.

As soon as I finished we both scooped up puddles of come on our fingers and
fed it to each other.  Wow was that good or was that good.

We took a little rest and refreshed ourselves with some coke and started
over this time Oliver was on top and I was kneeling on my hands and knees.
We didn't manage to come together this time.  When the director figured he
had enough Oliver pulled out and we lay side by said and jacked out until
we both ejaculated.  Me first and then him.  Again we fed each other our
ejaculate with our fingers and them one after the other licked our buddy
clean.

We ended by embracing each other and kissing up a storm rolling around on
the bed while we did it.  This was a first for both of us.  Not making love
but being filmed while we did it.  I don't know how the photographers
managed but they did.  We had one still photographer and two video cameras
and I don't think they got in each other's way very much.

By going so slow we were able to keep it moving and still allow
opportunities for the photographers to get all those close ups we knew they
wanted.  The only difference between our performance and that of Richie's
and Caspar's was in the sequence of fuck action.  They too improvised after
having watched us.  In the middle of their efforts, Richie started on the
bottom Caspar got off and Richie rolled on his back.  Caspar equated over
Richie's erection and spent some time in the boy superior position then
they switched to Richie on his back.  They did not come yet but the
director stopped them and they reversed doing the same thing finishing with
Richie rolling off Caspar and them jacking off until the ejaculated.  They
too fed and licked each other.

The porn guys call ejaculations the money shot and we had two of them.  At
each step along the way the director had us stop and he would explain
exactly what he wanted us to do.  More or less and how we were to do it,
where the cameras were to be and so on.  I could see right off on the first
day and now for sure, these Dutch technicians knew their business.  Vic was
mostly quiet during all of it so I knew he was impressed also.

For the last little bit the fuck scenes he just let us go on our own with
only a few little suggestions but we had to do things in almost slow motion
to give the photographers time to focus and get in different positions.
After Oliver and I licked our ejaculate from each other's bodies for the
second time and kissed up a storm we both just lay there exhausted.

That's when we realized Richie and his partner were standing in the
background watching us.  I think it was they clapping and hooting that
signaled how well they thought we did.  Caspar, that is the name of
Richie's partner were now very highly motivated to do well and do each
other.  Don had told me that when higher mammals see some action like
fucking or kissing the same neurons that run that action when we do it
fire.  I guess that is why seeing someone getting sucked gives you are hard
on.

We got off the set and us four boys went to our dressing rooms for some
refreshments.  Richie and Caspar got ready for their performance.  I was
just blown away at how long it took Oliver and I.  I guess when you are
going in slow motion and being stopped that often it all adds up.  Anyway I
was tired and so was Olie but having now tasted each other we both seemed
to want more, a lot more.  I sure liked kissing him and he me.  Vic came in
and broke it up so we could get dressed in street clothing.  He and Oile's
manager took us to a little shop down the street for lunch.  I liked it
here in Amsterdam and sitting by a canal eating sausages and drinking coke,
with such nice company, was quite pleasant.  The adults of course were
drinking beer.  From what they were saying this was Oliver's first attempt
at porn too.  Vic though we had both done well.  Then he admonished us
never to admit that we did any of that in front of the camera.  "You can
say yes we had sex together by mutual connect but not for money, we thought
we were alone.  That is just if anyone ever asks you."

Henk (Hendrik), that's Olie's manager told us the actual video and stills
of us having sex would never be shown or sold but what would be done is the
video and the stills would be cartoon-ised and otherwise altered so that we
would not be easily recognized.  We would be turned into computer graphics
so to speak.  The close ups will be substituted into the shots with
clothing so that you will have three sets of stills one each and the one
together.

Vic told us the legal shots will be on your web sites.  The substituted
nude shots will only be available on CD at a very high price, as will the
porn cartoon-ised in stills and video.  The picture swapping and cartoon
stuff will all be done in India.  Once the porn, that could clearly
identify either of you is cartoon-ised, it will be destroyed.  The nude
stuff that will be subbed into the clothing shots will be done is such a
way as to look seemless at first glance but be identifiable as a sub under
analysis.  That give all of us protection, especially the studio.  Vic told
me later that the only reason the subbing would work, was that all four of
us had perfect blemish free bodies with no identifiable marks, moles or the
like.

"But how do we get paid for the nude and porn stuff," Olie asked.

"We have established off shore trust funds, numbered accounts for each of
you, but since you don't know anything about them, if ever asked, all you
say is something I know nothing about it, see my accountant," Hank
explained.

"Can we trust the Indians?" I asked.

Vic pulled out a small photo album from his brief case and showed us some
photographs, along with the negatives of several youngish brown men, having
their way with a small brown boy.  In fact it looked like they were raping
him, since he was being held down by two other men and he looked anything
but happy.

"This is just a sample of what we have from their last trip to Thailand.
On our way back to the studio we will place these in a bank vault.  I think
they will pay and destroy the files we tell them to, as well, don't you?"

No one spoke but we all had big smiles.  Much later, several years in fact,
Vic told me that each of us boys had banked about 20 K for the two boy porn
and 5 more for the substitution stuff, plus royalties; in total we did four
sets of these.

We went back to the studio to watch Richie and Caspar finish up.  Man was
that hot.  All I could think about was getting in bed with them.  When I
looked over at Olie he sure had the same expression on his face and we were
both finding it hard to keep our hands off of each other.  I think
impossible would be more like it.

Henk came over, wanting to take Olie and Caspar, as soon a Casp was
finished home, as the day was beginning to run down and he has a family to
attend to.

"Why can't Caspar and Olie stay with Richie and I tonight, since we are all
going to the beach tomorrow."

He rolled eyes so my motivation was obvious, my hand was now in Oile's
shorts.  Henk got out his cell and Olie gave him the number.  He was
speaking Dutch so I could only just kind of follow along.  Olie asked if I
spoke any other languages besides English.  When I said German well and a
little Spanish and French his eyes light right up.  Olie signed he wanted
to talk to his mother, who was obviously giving Henk a hard time.  Oliver
took the phone his conversation went about like this.  (Remember I don't
speak Dutch very well in fact all I really know are the words your not
supposed to.) "a moeder... maar moeder. Zijn naam is Voerman en hij is van
Amerika en zal slechts in Nederland voor een paar dagen zijn. Ja moeder,
promis van I, ja moeder. Zijn beschermer is M. Victor Stone hij een
vice-president met SA is u hen ik hebt model sommige van hun kleding
kent. Ja moeder. Zodra gezicht het zien over M. Stone zal komen en zal
ontmoeten u is. Ja moeder." (I think you can guess what pleading was going
on, I did.)

He handed the phone to me, she only speaks Dutch and German.  "Frau
Roghten, ich bin Carter Cartwright.  Lassen Sie bitte Oliver die Nacht mit
uns verbringen, bitte." (Mrs. Roghten, I am Carter Cartwright.  Please
allow Oliver to spend the night with us, please.)

"Sind Sie Carter wie alt?" (How old are you Carter?)

"Ich bin fünfzehn." (I am fifteen.)

"Nicht denken Sie Herrn Stone Ihr Wächter, den shold doing das Bitten ist?
(Don't you think Mr. Stone your guardian should be doing the asking?)

"Ja Mrs Roghten jedoch spricht er nicht Niederländisch." (Yes Mrs. Roghten
however he does not speak Dutch.)  Suddenly Vic appeared and ask, "Who does
not speak Dutch?"

"You."  I said.

"True, aber ich spreche Deutsches, ziemlich gut ich werde erklärt." (but I
do speak German, quite well I am told.)

He took the phone and looked at me.  "Mrs. Roghten, Olie's mom."

Frau Roghten, bin ich Victor-Stein. Ich nehme ihn, den die Jungen Ihre
Erlaubnis möchten, damit Oliver mit uns zu Abend ißt und vermutlich
die Nacht im Hotelraum Carters verbringt. Ich denke, daß es eine gute
Idee ist, da sie entlang so wohl erhalten und Oliver ein ambasador der
holländischen Kultur sein kann.... Das Nr., kein ist es kein Problem, das
wir haben alles... Ja mam holen wir ihm Haus morgen abend und Carter,
Richie und ich sind froh, Sie und Ihre Familie zu treffen.... Ja mam bin
ich sicher, zu erklären ihm. (Mrs. Roghten, I am Victor Stone.  I take it
the boys would like your permission for Oliver to have dinner with us and
probably spend the night in Carter's hotel room.  I think it is a good idea
since they get along so well and Oliver can be an ambasador of Dutch
culture.... No, no it is no problem we have everything...  Yes, we will
bring him home tomorrow evening and Carter, Richie and I will be glad to
meet you and your family....  Yes, I'll be sure to tell him.)

Vic gave the phone back to Henk and I through my arms around his neck and
gave him sever very long hard kisses.  Then he looked at Oliver.  "I take
all the boy kisses I can get you know."  Oliver delivered a few of his own
as well.

Vic was about to ask after Caspar but Henk told him all was fixed with his
parents who lived only a few blocks from his own home.  Henk shook Vic's
hand and departed with that, "I wonder if this young man knows what he is
getting himself into with 4 horny adolescent boys in one place at one
time."  Vic of course is more than well aware of it and he will be right in
the middle of it, if I let him.  I will of course.

"I didn't know you spoke German, why didn't you tell me?"

"Guess you never asked is all."  He pulled both of us tight against his
body.  Yes he will be in the middle for sure.  Just then Caspar ejaculated
all over Richie's chest and tummy.  He quickly scooped up the come on his
fingers and began feeding it into Richie's wide open mouth.  A great shot
for sure.  Then he began licking the remainder from my buddies body until
the director called cut.

Vic came in the dressing room with us and once Richie and Caspar learned of
my plan they attacked Vic with more kisses.

The Dutch director was really taken by our performances.  He had never seen
anything quite like it.  Not the sex and not our handsome and hot bodies
but our unrehearsed performances.  Vic told us later that he offered all of
us big money if we would put on a privet performance for a rich boy lover
and a few of his friends on Saturday.  If we would be willing to spend the
night at his estate entertaining some of those friends it would pay even
more.  The Dutch boys wanted to know how much more; 2000 euros each for two
live performances, one for each pair and one with all four at once.  If we
stayed the night it would be another 3000 euros each.  All in cash and Vic
would be entertained by one of the rich man's 18 year old friends.  We all
talked it over.  The Dutch boys wanted to do it, since they figured having
some rich contacts might not hurt their careers.  Richie and I wondered if
we were being treated as common whores.  Vic told us that kind of money was
anything but common.  He did agree it was selling our bodies.  We sell our
images and we sold our performances having sex with each other.

The Dutch boys seemed to be a little more tuned in than Richie and I.  They
wanted assurances that they would not be forced to do things they did not
want to, that they would not be drugged or secretly photographed.  Vic
brought the director in and the boys asked him those questions mostly in
Dutch and again in English for us.  He assured us nothing like that would
happen but some of the gentlemen would be older and we might have to work a
little harder to get them hard and ready.  He also told us that we would
not be told anyone's last names and that some of the men would be famous
enough that we, well the Dutch boys anyway, would recognize them but we
were not to indicate that in any way.  We all agreed, us boys that is.  Vic
did not like the idea I could tell.  He didn't want to share me with other
men but since the fees were so high and I obviously was more than
interested he went along.  I think he was reluctant to take on the
responsibility of four boys in a situation he did not have full control of,
more than anything else.

We took a taxi to our hotel.  After dinner Vic gave the Dutch boys
swimsuits from his samples and we all went about a block away to swim at
one of the large public pools.  It was lots of fun since there were lots of
boys and girls to interact with.  As soon as they found out Richie and I
were from California they were all over us.  It was hot but being public
not much happened.  I figured Vic would call Uncle Zeyde for advice while
we were swimming.  Since he seemed more relaxed when we returned I guess
that call must have been positive.

That night Richie and I switched partners and both pairs got to know each
other better, one hell of a lot better.  Both pairs also included Vic in
our play so he was kept just a little busy.  In the morning we rode a sight
seeing canal boat, visited a museum and art gallery and headed for the
nearest ocean beach.  I was blown away.  The beach was just as nice as any
in California and was just stuffed with gorges bodies.  It was just like at
the pool Oliver and Caspar would tell the local boys and girls Richie and I
were American modeling stars and they were all over us.  I sure was good
fun for all of us including Vic, who seemed to find lots of very good
looking men and women in his age bracket too.  We were all so tired by the
time we got back to the hotel that none of us even considered sex.  Not
quite true, we all considered it but that is about as far and anything
went.  Mostly we slept, in fact we all slept quite late in the morning too.

Right after breakfast we were picked up in a big limousine and driven quite
a distance from the city.  Our host introduced himself as Fritz and show us
into a huge estate house.  We were taken to a large bedroom.  Vic gave us
all some of the Tog Boy special shorts to put on after we cleaned
ourselves.  This stuff about Dutch cleanness is not a myth, I sure found
that out.  Oliver and Caspar were some impressed with them.  I told them
the men would be too, once they discovered the little side panels.  Vic
made sure the little cords were all properly synched up tight for maximum
effect.  Then he gave us SA half shirts like of like girls halter tops.  I
must say we did look good, in fact Oliver looked good enough to eat but Vic
wouldn't let me.

Fritz came in to escort us to meet the others who were just beginning to
arrive.  On the way out he pointed to small blue crystal cups of sort that
were scattered throughout the house and in every bedroom.  They held lube
and condoms that would always be a close hand.

When everyone arrived there were 8 of us boys, four having come with other
men guests and 12 men including Vic and Fritz.  We were told to circulate
around and talk to the other men and boys.  It was fun but the men would
not let any of us boys have any of the wine and beer they were drinking.
Just some funny kind of fruit punch.  It didn't take to long for me to
realize this fruit punch was more than fruit.  It had a bit of punch to it
as well.  At one point I ask Olie if he felt it too.  He did and he thought
he knew what it was.  One of the famous club drugs he thought.  "I thought
you and Caspar said no drugs?"

"Oh this stuff is okay in small amounts, we were talking about things that
debilitate us.  You will like this stuff, my older brother uses it
sometimes.  I figure what we get here is going to quite pure.  My brother
told me if you start feeling a little funny stop drinking the punch or what
ever and switch to bottled water.  It didn't take long for the men to
discover the side panels in our short and were we popular after that.  The
other four boys were a bit put out at first but Vic came to the rescue
handing out more of the Tog Boy cards.  After we circulated and ate some
snacks Fritz got the show on the road so to speak.  Caspar and Richie gave
the first performance on the lawn just off the patio.  Everyone was sitting
on the grass watching them.  Us non performing six were all well attended
to by the men except Vic and a youngish fellow named Klass.  They seemed to
be into each other.  The last I saw of him or them they were kissing and
feeling each other up while heading inside.  By the time Caspar and Richie
were fucking each other toward the end of their performance everyone on the
lawn was naked and every other boy's body was being well attended to.

I know I never saw the final come, as I had a cock in my mouth and another
up my butt.  They were huge too, however Vic is still longer just not
fatter.  When I got a chance to look around almost every man was engaged
with a boy.  The two I was with moved off toward Richie and two other
fellows came over and escorted me to the food table.  The food tables were
set up both inside and outside and were continuously kept full.  I didn't
know what everything was but it all tasted good.  Lots of cheese and
sausages and oysters and shrimp and stuff like that.

I was sitting on one old fellows lap his penis pressing into my butt cleft
while the other was feeding me shrimp one at a time.  Between each shrimp
he would kiss my lips while the other man fondled my penis and kissed my
neck and ears.  I could see most of the other boys were being given more or
less the same kind of attention.  They kept pushing the punch at me too.
That was okay I liked the feeling and I was not getting dizzy or punchy.
Some place between the shrimp and the stuffed olives I sucked off the tall
younger man, taking his load down my throat by taking his full length in
and milking it with my throat muscles, just like Vic had taught me.  I was
about to turn my attention to the man I was sitting on but he whispered not
now perhaps later.  About that time Fritz asked Oliver and I to get ready
for our performance.

We did just what we had done on the movie set.  We found some undies and
shorts not our own and a couple of those little half shirts and began just
as we had in the studio.  By the time we got to sucking each other I could
see Richie bouncing up and down on a big fat cock with a smile that almost
obliterated his other facial features.  He was really enjoying his ride
that was for sure.

I had not seen what happened at the end of their show but later learned it
was the same for Oliver and I.  We lay on the grass spent after having
sucked each other to ejaculation liked it off and then fucked each other
again to ejaculation.  Several men scooped us up and carried us to a huge
bubbling warm tub.  It was not hot just nice and warm.  They, five I think,
proceeded to bath us and using their hands and mouths explore and pleasure
every square centimeter of our bodies.  At one point I had a tongue in my
ass, a mouth on my penis and a huge scrotum in my mouth.  They fed me more
punch and food.  One fellow liked to place a shrimp or piece of cheese or
sausage in his mouth and pass to me during a kiss.  Another offered food on
his erect penis while the third lay on is back and had me remove food from
his tummy and navel.