Date: Wed, 8 Aug 2018 22:09:08 +0200
From: ER
Subject: At the farm 3

*Aerdenhout*


We thought that email would never come.

It was late August and the weather was still glorious when Rogier called
me with hundred thousand excuses. All sorts of things had happened
preventing him to contact me sooner. He had, though, e-mailed Wieger a
couple of times. I phoned my Bedum relatives. They called the brothers
from Ellerhuizen. Eventually we arranged to meet the following week. I
could hardly wait it seemed so long. Friday would be the day. Would we
all get along? What would the house in Aerdenhout look like? That Friday
morning, I was totally ready for it. Having had a good shower I put my
bag in the hall. I hadn't had sex (I hadn't seen Robin in ten days) for
quite some time. I so wanted sex!


Towards eleven o'clock I stopped at the large wrought-iron fence with
camera and intercom. The fence swung open and I drove up a beautiful
drive way. After a curve, I noticed an enormous country house,
beautifully set in the green surroundings, with steps in front of large
double doors. After having parked my car and having got my bag from the
boot of the car, the doors swung open and there stood a handsome young
man dressed in a navy blue suit in the doorway. He invited me into the
large cool hall, before opening a door to the drawing room, where I
already heard well-known voices. Rogier came towards me and welcomed
with his slightly up-market accent. He had changed a little -- lost some
weight, his hair somewhat longer -- which was becoming. Again he wore
white three quarter pants with a designer pink polo shirt. The voices
that I already had heard were those of Robin, Maartje, Arno and Wieger.
The last three looked just as beautiful as a couple of months ago when I
had seen them last. Of course my Robin was the most beautiful and most
radiant of them all. I kissed him feeling his tongue in my mouth. The
young man in the suit, who turned out to be the butler and whose name
was Han, brought a coffee. It was my first cup this morning. Rogier
explained why it had taken him so long contacting us and we forgave him
wholeheartedly because of his sweet manner. I looked around the immense
room. There was a long settee, big armchairs, and on tables were
brilliant flower arrangements. The doors to the garden were open and the
net curtains moved slowly. Outside were blossoming bushes. When we were
having refreshments Han announced the Ellerhuizen cousins with their red
heads. They of all people had had car trouble! They were happy to be
there at last. We kissed the whole room filled with buzzing and
laughter. We kissed and hugged as if we hadn't seen each other for
centuries. We sat down in soft settees and in the big chairs and like a
waterfall there came the stories about the conservative Groninger farmer
country, which was not as conservative as people expected it to be.

At one o'clock Han came in to say that lunch was served was in the lower
garden. We walked through the open doors into the garden. We admired the
beautiful flower borders, the old trees that stood further down and
after a few minutes we came to a some stone steps from where we had a
beautiful view of what was called the lower garden - a green "velvet"
lawn edged with beautiful plants. Under a large open tent a lunch buffet
was waiting for us. The Groningers held their breath. We walked into
this garden of Paradise. "Guys, sit wherever you like. Before we eat, I
want to say something. I am quite glad that we've met each other again
and met the rest of Bert's beautiful relatives. I hope that we will have
a few nice days together. Han is not only a "usual" butler, but also a
friend of the family. As soon as his work is done he will join us. You
will also meet the kitchen staff and the garden boys, if you want. They
all are at our disposal this week, if they wish. You can walk naked in
the gardens, if you want. After lunch, I'll give you a guided tour
through the house and show you your rooms at the same time. Now let's eat."

Rogier had been wondering if the staff here were permanently employed or
just hired? But who cared? I just wanted to enjoy myself. I walked to
the buffet table caressing Robin's back. He laughed kissing me on my cheek.

"Is everything to your liking?"

"Tremendously. You, this short holiday, sex, everything."

"I feel the same way."

I took a plate and filled it with various delicacies. The others stood
around talking or enjoying their lunch. It was heaven. Wieger and Arno
had removed their polo shirts and were talking and laughing. Maartje and
Geert were also having fun. Jelle, Wiebe and Rogier stood talking by the
table. As Klaas and me were eating we acquainted with Koen. Wieger was
quite right in that he was a nice fellow.


After lunch, at around three o'clock, we went back into the house. We
started the tour in the hall, where Rogier told us interesting details
about the house. We went through to the living room, the dining room and
finally into the kitchen where a chef, a boy and a girl were preparing
dinner. The chef was approximately in his late twenties and a beauty,
the kitchen boy about 17 and the girl appeared not much older than 20.
If we wanted to "make use" of the kitchen staff... I'd certainly like to
and saw the others also licking their lips. We continued our way up the
monumental stairs. Everywhere were works of art standing or hanging.
Rogier's parent's bedroom was like a ballroom with a very large bed, a
enormous adjoining bathroom and a number of gigantic walk-in wardrobes.
Then it was onto the yellow room where Arno and Maartje's bags had been
put, to the blue room which had Geert, Jelle and Wiebe's bags, then to
Rogier's room which was another beautiful room with an enormous bed -
Wieger and Koen discovered their bags here - and finally to the red room
for Robin and me. Each bedroom had its own bathroom. What luxury. What a
fantastic house. There were some more guest rooms, rooms for the staff,
where we didn't go and an enormous attic, that contained yet another
room, which was locked.

We could do whatever we pleased now. The travellers who came from afar
could take a shower or a bath or rest; the others could have fun in the
drawing room or outside with a game of croquet or tennis or a dive in
the pool. What a paradise. Rogier, Robin and I sat on one of the
terraces in the sun after a couple of games of tennis. I asked Rogier
what his father did for a living and he told us that his father had been
ambassador, then after the diplomatic service he had become one of the
managers of a world business group. Now his parents were away on a
cruise. I almost fell from my chair when I heard that it was a nude
cruise. Yes, his parents loved to relax in the nude and I imagined the
unfortunate sight of aging, grey haired, fat bellied old people until
Rogier showed us a picture.

It was not all that bad as they turned out better than I expected, his
father was a little bit grey, but both had beautifully preserved bodies.
They were also much younger than I thought. Rogier told me: /"They are
not my biological parents. My father was the eldest of his siblings.
When my parents died in an airplane accident my father's youngest sister
adopted my sister and me. Initially I didn't know the whole story, but
later I was told the truth. I consider these people as my parents. They
have been exceptionally good to me."/

"/What do they think about you being gay? I suppose that you have told
them," said Robin./

/"Of course. I knew already at an early age, so.... they have brought me
up freely. We were used running around naked."/

/" We? Do you have any brothers and sisters?"/

/"I have a sister, Susan who's 29 and a 20year old half-brother, Bas.
Susan is married to a diplomat and usually lives in Paris, but at the
moment she is in the Netherlands. You'll soon meet her. We had a
wonderful childhood, one where we didn't have a care in the world. I can
remember that we all lay in Mum and Dad's large bed, naked of course,
and were amazed by that long pecker of Dad's, and that it could become
bigger and bigger totally filled us with amazement. We use to get hold
of it and make it stiff again. Great! Susan and I enjoyed doing things
with our father, whilst Bas was more a mother's child loving her breasts
the best. Mum and Dad were quite open about sexuality. Sometimes we
caught them screwing and we could watch whilst they explained what it
was all about. The more we got older the more we could touch them,
masturbate Dad, suck Mums breasts, and so on. We bathed together, went
to the nude beach, played tennis naked, swam naked and romped naked.
Staff was always selected on skill as well as beauty and sometimes they
participated in the fun, just like friends that came to play with us.
Sometimes even their parents came over. I remember one young boy always
curled up on Dads lap. He loved to play with that big prick and Dad
loved to cuddle the little guy. I liked to watch. Later Dad jacked me
off and when I started spurting cum we had great fun. We had a sort of
party when I really came for the first time. We lay in bed cuddling with
Dad and Mum caressing my body. We were both stiff. I rubbed against that
tall warm body before crawling onto him and rubbed myself off against
his belly, experiencing that lovely feeling for the first time as I shot
my sperm between our bodies. First I thought that I had peed, but Dad
said that I had become a real man now. I jacked him off too and he
spurted his thick spunk over his belly. And what he then did... he smeared
it all together and licked it from his fingers letting me taste too. Oh,
that was hot!! He said, let's party. The others congratulated me. Bas
envied me I remember. He wanted a party as well. After a few years he
had his party. By that time I had learned to blow and to fuck Dad.
Everything was possible in front of the whole family. After our Dad
deflowered Susan she and I began to screw each other, just like Wieger
and Maartje. When Bas was able to come we involved him in our games
taking care not to forget Mum. I have sex with my parents on regular
basis. You have seen how good they look."/


"What a tremendous story. Wow, to have sex with your parents is amazing
and I have to confess something to you - I have wanted sex with my
father for years, but it never happened. He was my hero. I saw him come
out of the bathroom naked and developed a yearning for his big prick."

/"As you've now told this story, Rogier, I feel I can tell you about my
experiences concerning my father and his brother. My mother and aunt are
sisters and my father and uncle are brothers. They live not far from
each other and I saw my uncle and aunt regularly. I was an only child
whilst my uncle and aunt had two sons, Niels and Tim. It was a rule that
once a week the women met in one house and the men in another. Us boys
played almost from the start mostly with the men. My father, Frits, and
uncle Wim often sat in Wim's study being busy with the computer
meanwhile we were playing or watching television. Just like so many boys
we discovered each other, played with each other's weeners and saw who
could who pee the farthest in the garden./__/The more we did that the
more normal it became, but it was always exciting because we could be
found out by Frits or Wim at any time./

/One evening - we were about thirteen years old - we often quarrelled
and needed our fathers as referees. So we went upstairs. We couldn't
find them in the study. We opened the bedroom door and there they lay in
bed.... naked in each other's arms. We were frightened and had forgotten
all about the quarrel. What was this? We looked at each other and ran
downstairs. After a minute Frits and Wim came downstairs, dressed in
their dressing gowns. "Okay, boys, we have to talk. You are big enough
now to understand what's going on. Since our childhood Frits and I have
played with each other discovering each other's bodies, just like you
did." We looked at each other. How did they know? "Yes, you are asking
yourselves how did we know? We saw you when you were playing with
yourselves, not paying attention to see if we would see or hear you. We
never said anything about it because we knew how it was. We married your
dear mothers but kept making love to each other. That's why these men
and ladies' evenings were so convenient. Everything continued the way it
used to go even after you were born. Of course we loved our wives and
making love to them, but we have bisexual feelings and we like to be
together. Do you understand?"/

/We nodded./

/"We should have told you a long time ago, but there never seemed to be
a good moment. And now you have found out about us. We would appreciate
it that you don't tell your mothers. This is just a man thing... okay?"/

/We nodded./

/I walked up to Frits and said: "They won't say it but can we join in
with you."/

"/Of course you can join us, but only as you really want."/

/Niels and Tim had no objection. It was all very exciting./

"/Do you want to come upstairs?"/

/We ran up the stairs and thudded down on the bed. Wim took off his
dressing gown before falling next to us. Frits did the same. Frits
pushed himself against me. I felt his body heat, safe and weird too./

"/Do you want to get rid of these clothes too, Robin?"/

/I nodded and Frits began to help me pulling my polo shirt over my head
and unbuckling my trousers. He removed my pants. I sat against him and
watched the twins who undressed each other. They lay against each other
looking at their father's big cock. I also had a boner feeling my Dad's
cock pressing against my back. He caressed my chest, my belly and legs,
but not my pecker. Frits kissed me on the cheek. Tension made my stomach
feel funny. Uncle Wim was on his knees and embraced and cuddled Niels
whilst Tim hung from his back. Laughingly Tim showed me his prick.
Gradually the tension disappeared making room for desire. When Frits lay
down and pulled me on him I noticed that his prick came between my legs.
He made fuck movements while I felt his precum. I moved my hips too and
looking him in the eyes I dared to kiss him, superficially on his lips
but then with my tongue reached deep in his mouth. Turning around I had
a good view of his pole. I took it in my hand... a drop of clear precum
appeared. I licked its sensitive head. I took the big prick deep into my
mouth. I felt Frits putting fingers in my arse as well as massaging my
prick. I came on his face in big spurts He loved it so much that he came
in my mouth. I turned around again and we kissed. I licked my cum from
his face. When we were calmed down we watched the others. Niels screwed
his father and when he was finished Tim took his brother's place. Wim
let them having their fun. He just relaxed whilst Niels took his cock
and began jerking him off. He shot streams of juice over his chest and
belly./

/After an hour I wanted to screw my uncle. I smeared some of Wim's spunk
on my cock starting to pump his hard pole into his arse. Wim moaned as I
pounded away in his hot and wet hole. Frits then inserted Niels cock
into Tim. They moaned and groaned. They were totally absorbed in each
other. When everybody was finished they decided they should do this more
often, on ladies day. To use Rogiers words: I have sex with my dad,
uncle and cousins regularly./

I knelt between his legs and took his pole in my mouth. I began to suck
him noisily. The thick prick was warm in my hand, the head was soft in
my mouth and I felt Geert's hands in my hair. He was deep in my throat
as I licked the veined prick taking his balls in my mouth. My saliva
dripped onto them. I licked it up again from his hairy balls. Moaning
Geert enjoyed this treat. Behind me I felt Wiebe whose hands were
dancing over my back, caressing my neck and tossing my hair where
Geert's hands met mine. From time to time Wiebe slapped my buttocks,
sliding his finger in my crack. Wiebe pulled my buttocks apart and blew
between them. Mmmmmmmmm! He licked, and even he tried to screw me with,
his tongue. Between my legs he took my balls and my dick, pulling at and
letting go which made me stay horny. What a teaser. My hole got an extra
turn, so that he could slide his pole into me after a few minutes. I
jumped up moaning. Geert opened his eyes to see what was happening and
smiled. I gave him a blow job At first Wiebe fucked me slowly, then
faster. What a great feeling it was to be stuffed like that. Geert had
pulled up his legs so that I could enter his hole. When I took his prick
in my mouth, he moaned: "Oooh Bert I am coming...ahhhhhh, ohhhhhhh
...uh...uh...uh...yesssss." He spurted in my mouth and I swallowed and
swallowed. My hands played over his convulsing body. Laying on the
mattress he looked at us. Wiebe was sweating; I was sweating when Wiebe
pounded my arse faster and faster and then spurted his juice into me
panting heavily. I sat next to Geert. He and Wiebe kissed each other. I
looked at those sons of farmers-gods. I sat on my knees and jerked
myself. Panting I spurted white globs on their bodies. Sensually they
smeared the stuff over their bellies and cocks. Lying on the mattresses
they were sipping champagne to which they were not accustomed and felt a
bit light headed. I was sitting crossed leg in front of them encouraging
Robin and Jelle. They were to sixty-nining being wrapped up in each
other. Suddenly Jelle spurted over Robin's face. He tried to lick up
whatever he could. Then he spurted into Jelle's mouth too who turned
around and kissed Robin's beautiful damp lips whilst licking up his own
spunk. Calmly they lay in each other's arms and took a gulp of the
sparkling whine. Robin winked at me as I caressed his arms. A few meters
away Arno and Maartje were in Maartje's favourite position -- she was
"riding" Arno. They had their eyes closed wrapped up in each other.
Maartje's face was turned to Arno's face while he caressed her breasts.
Their love had not only developed sexually but they also felt deeply for
each other. They wanted to get married as soon as Arno finished his
studies. But at this moment only desire counted. We saw Arno's long wet
pole pounding into Maartje's pussy while he caressed her breasts with
his strong hand. From time to time Maartje bent forwards to kiss her
beloved friend letting his prick slip from her fanny. Rogier helped to
put back the wet slimy prick. Panting and moaning she came when Arno
spunked into her whilst mumbling dirty remarks. How had he changed since
the previous summer! He had learnt a lot from Wieger. Especially the
dirty talk. That was exactly what Wieger did at this moment:
"Yes...yes...aaaaaaahhhhhh.... You love that, don't you bugger. I want to fuck
you too until you drop.... ooohhhhh my cock will your arse until it is
black and blue..." He shagged Rogier doggy style and he loved every minute
of it. Koen then screwed Wieger. Wieger slapped Rogier's bum until it
was reds. His blond hair moved in front of his eyes He bounced forwards
as Wieger battered away against him, Wieger doing the same as Koen
attacked. Koen moaned, Wieger talked dirty and Rogier groaned. It was so
hot to watch that Geert and I started to play with our erections again.
Wieger pulled when he felt that he was about to come while Rogier turned
around fast to get that white nectar on his body or face. Wieger stood
upright and spurted one jet after another over Rogier. Koen held Wieger
and it didn't take long before he also came in waves inside Wieger. Arno
said he had to piss and went to the bushes. Rogier thought it a good
idea walking behind him. Suddenly Arno turned around aiming at Rogier
who quickly turned around but didn't walk away. The warm yellow liquid
spattered against his back and streamed through his anal cleft down his
legs.

"Anyone else?" he said. Jelle, Geert and I walked up to him aiming at
this beautiful boy. Once again Rogier underwent this shower. His pecker
stood upright. Maartje went to Koen and straddled his belly. Seconds
later she peed all over him. She herself now felt a warm stream on her
back and turning around saw Koen's cock get stiff. "Let's go for a
swim", said Rogier. While we walked to the pool, we saw Han come from
the bushes. He had taken the wet towels away, swept clean the mattresses
and put down new towels. Then he disappeared as a shadow between the
bushes. I looked at the others who were romping in the water but they
had an eye only for each other. I turned back and walked in the
direction where Han had disappeared.

I climbed up some steps and went through a door seeing him going into
the scullery. I followed him again standing in the doorway. He put the
towels in a washing machine with his beautiful back turned to me. I
walked up to him touching his shoulders. He turned around immediately,
but upon seeing me the tension in his face disappear. "Just a moment
please," he put the last towel in the machine and shut the door. He
turned around again and again I put my arms around his shoulders. He
answered my gesture with an embrace and a kiss on my mouth. I tousled
his beautiful hair. Han grasped my other hand and pulled me close to
him. "I saw you look at me several times and what I saw pleased me", Han
said with a soft and cultured voice. "You are beautiful, Han, so
terribly beautiful." I sighed, while I let my hand slide over his arse.
I felt two sturdy, beautiful round hard buttocks. My prick stiffened by
the thought what we would do. Han took my hand and guided me to my own
room and fell upon my bed. I followed him and kissed him like crazy,
which made my cock stiffer and stiffer. I felt his also. Breathlessly he
kissed me back. Our tongues entwined. I licked his cheeks, his nose, his
mouth and eyes. I got lost in his long lashes and I drowned in his dark
eyes. My hands and his fingers went investigating: I felt that tight
body, that beautiful chest, that hard belly, that stiff pubic hair and
then that hard cock. I felt my skin tingling under his magic fingers. I
felt like burying myself in his crotch, whilst feeling everything at the
same time, licking, tasting. I felt his damp hole, tasted his balls and
especially his leaking prick. I tasted the salty liquid and then felt
Han's fingers in my hole. It felt great him screwing me with his
fingers. On the nightstand I discovered a bottle with lube. I put some
of cool stuff on my boner whilst also lubricating Han's arse. I lay him
on his back. I wanted to see his face. I pulled him close to me, his
legs resting on my shoulder and inserted my cock carefully into him. I
waited a few seconds before I started pounding away...OOHHH that warm damp
soft hole. I screwed him madly looking him straight in his face. Han's
the lips were damp and slightly open. I came spurting thick ropes of cum
in his bowels. I jerked him grasping his straight pole and made him come
too. He shot his load on his chin, his chest and belly. Having pulled
out of him I licked up the last drops and kissed his convulsing body
again and again.

"Han, I`d like to see you again if that's all right with you."

"I would like that very much. You're a great fucker!"

I left the room and walked back to the garden where the others had
refills in the meantime. "So...?" ask Rogier.

"Fantastic!" I answered. Rogier smiled. The others looked quizzically.
They would soon experience for themselves what I had just experienced.
The evening was sluggish and filled with of all sorts of smells; the
insects flew around the torches attracted by the light and the heat. We
lay on the mattresses relaxed, wrapped in warm towels. The conversation
babbled on pleasantly. Rogier made pleasing discussion whilst Wieger had
fun with Geert. Maartje, Arno and Koen had a good talk and Robin and I
lay there just listening. When it became a little too cold we went
inside, where we had a last drink and went to bed.


The next morning found us in the dining room. The doors to the garden
stood open and we heard the birds singing: a beautiful new day.
Everybody appeared to have slept like a log. We were wearing polo shirts
and three quarter length shorts; some were wearing slippers or were
barefoot. Rogier sat at the head of the table and saw to it that
everyone had enough to eat. The kitchen staff had excelled themselves.
Han entered the dining room in his uniform and wished everybody a good
morning giving me a wink and unseen he slapped me on my butt making me
smile.

Wieger, the tough guy entered the room noisily kissing Rogier on the
mouth and then mentioned that: "A new day, a new laugh"^^1
<#sdfootnote1sym> , making us all laugh at his optimism: it happened so
spontaneous and naturally. He cuddled and pinched one and all ensuring
everybody got some attention from that beautiful 18 year old.

"Tonight I have a real party planned", Rogier said. "We have guests.
I've asked a few friends over along with my brother and sister and their
partners, so that Maartje will not the one odd woman out! Han and the
kitchen staff wished to be included as well. When I was preparing
everything my parents made it known that they were also eager to come.
It will be a colourful group of people."

We leered at each other.

"We'd better not wear ourselves out too much this afternoon", Koen said.
"I feel like playing tennis. Who's up for it?" Some of us joined Koen
whilst others wanted to read quietly in the garden, and others played an
old-fashioned game of croquet. The afternoon was a quiet affair until
around five o'clock when we were requested to go to the lower garden so
that the staff would be able to prepare the bigger garden. They had
already begun to busy themselves.

In the deep garden two garden boys were putting the finishing touches to
the flower arrangements; one was about 15 years old and the other an
older lad of about 25 years old. They looked quite handsome being only
dressed in their garden overalls with bare upper bodies.

"My goodness", said Wieger, "can we stay too, Rogier?"

"I will ask." their host laughed, "but make yourself comfortable."

We sat down in chairs, on stools and carpets talking when the first
guests arrived, Rogier's parents. On the photographs they had looked
good but in reality they were stunning. David was in his early forties,
slender, dark hair, every inch a gentleman. His wife, Rogier's aunt,
looked like her nephew and had her blond hair tied in a ponytail. Wilma
was dressed in a colourful low-cut summer dress that suited her very
well. Rogier embraced both of them before introducing them to us. Wilma
walked in front and Rogier had put his arm around his father's shoulder.
In no time I heard lively conversation accompanied by Wilma's laughter
and David's sonorous voice. Guests kept coming into the deep garden,
where Anja, dressed in a small black dress, served the drinks. Next
there were two college friends of Rogier, Marcel and Deodaat, who were
tall, well built and...nice. Deodaat preferred to be called Dé (imagine
who would want to be called Deodaat!). Soon they were talking with their
mannered voices with the farmer boys. Suddenly someone shouted: "Susan,
how wonderful that you are here!" Rogier ran up to his sister, embracing
and kissing her as if she was his lover. His hands slid over her back.
David also quickly went to her and couldn't keep his hands off her.
Susan was basking in their love and her eyes sparkled from pleasure.
Bas, her brother was a sturdy boy, muscular, with dark hair and
velvet-dark eyes with long lashes. He had a somewhat South-American
touch, appearing to be the spitting image of his mother. He was holding
hands with his girlfriend Stella, who had also brought her brother Max.
Soon everybody had a drink and were talking with each other.


A naked Han in all his glory stood on the steps to the deep garden. The
sun shone caste a golden glow over his body with his fine figure seemed,
and beautifully, etched in copper. "Ladies and gentlemen, dinner is
served." Slowly we followed him to the large garden where the tables
were placed and beautifully laid with the loveliest dishes and the most
beautiful flower arrangements. Behind the tables stood the kitchen
staff, Anja, Ad and Toine, the chef, slender and beautiful (who I took
him to be in his late twenties). They began to serve. Luuk and Vic, the
garden boys gave a hand. Some of us sat down in easy chairs, others on
the mattresses. Scattered around were low tables for the drinks. Once
everybody had sat down David asked if the staff wanted to join us. Toine
came to us and asked if it was all right to join them and of course we
couldn't refuse a beauty like him. Robin and I made room and Toine eased
himself carefully down on the mattress with his plate. "My compliments
for the lovely and also beautiful food", said Robin and I could only
agree. "Where have you studied and trained as a chef?" I asked. "I have
studied at the hotel school in The Hague and was a student on work
placement in De Lusthof in the south of the country. Unfortunately that
hotel doesn't exist any longer. It was quite a special hotel because the
waiters and waitresses were naked. I had many experiences there." Of
course that elicited more interest and a cry of "Tell us more." Toine
appeared to be a born narrator and soon we hung on to his every word and
our trousers stretched in an uncomfortable way.

Also Toine had a big hard-on without being conscious of it.

The others also had found their place between the guests and were
telling their stories. It was still sunny. We walked around the tables,
sat with different guests or lay lethargically down enjoying a good
glass of wine. Han talked to me and asked me to make out with him later
that evening but I saw Robin look: "With his approval of course." I told
Robin of Hans' proposal. "Fine with me" he said and continued "If I can
join in."

Ad had found Geert. They were slightly away from the crowd and gently
kissing each other ... Geert 18 and Ad 17 - two beautiful specimens of the
human race. Anja sat next to Arno and Maartje and seemed to be having a
good time. Luuk, the gardener, was talking to the college friends and
the Ellerhuizen boys. Vic, the garden boy was with Bas, Stella and Max.
David, Rogier, Wilma and Susan were really "at home" with each other.
Tall, beautiful, tough Rogier had his arm around his father listening
breathlessly to Susan, who was talking about life in Paris and over her
sexual adventures with others. Paris...oh, the city of the love. Is "Well
now....Ro, how is everything here?" asked David after all of Susan's
stories. "Well, you can see for yourself, I have invited very nice
people and yesterday we all had a great time with each other. Maartje is
a dear; Arno is quite a delicious "animal". The others are quite nice
and very naughty. They are up for anything Wieger is quite a beauty,
isn't he?" "Certainly, I would love a romp with him! And Koen is also
tasty," his father said appreciatively as Rogier pinched him. "It shows
we should declare the evening open."

He stood up and pulled his father upright. "Friends, thanks to Toine,
Anja, Ad and Han we have enjoyed an excellent meal. The flower
arrangements were made by Luuk and Vic." There was a sincere applause
for these people.

"Now that all of us are fed and have begun to know each other I declare
the rest of the evening open for all to enjoy themselves in any way they
see fit!. Whatever you like to do, do it. Enjoy each other dressed,
undressed, in the house, outside...the house and the gardens are at your
disposal. I see though that Geert and Ad have found each other.
Excellent. Have fun." At the same time he pulled off his polo shirt and
then removed his father's shirt. David undressed down to underpants.
Rogier, Susan and Wilma followed suit. When they looked around, they saw
that everybody was undressing. Ad and Geert were making love on a
mattress and were totally unaware of everything that was going on around
them. Their hard peckers squashed out between their bellies that
sparkled in the evening sun. Han walked around lighting the torches as
various people reached out their hands to him caressing where they
could. Han's cock stood straight forward and was grabbed all the time.
David had taken Rogier in his arms: the body of a beautiful man in his
forties and the body of a beautiful person in his twenties. They were
well matched. They kissed and next to them lay Wilma and Susan also in
each other's arms. They caressed each other's breasts, kissed and
explored each other's pussies. Rogier laid on his back, his father
grasped his pleasure pole, bent forward and began sucking. Rogier let
his hand wander over his dads back, over his bum and in his anal cleft.
He felt the hard back and buttock muscles. His father's hands were on
his chest and stomach. They felt the strong chest muscles, the large
hard nipples, and his six-pack. David made Rogier spread his legs wider
as he fondled Rogier's nuts.

At first Vic lay with Stella, Bas and Max. Stella let herself be spoilt
by the three boys, but later on she walked over to Maartje. They kissed
as Arno caressed Stella's perfect body. The two girls were deliciously
making out involving Arno in their play. After some time Stella said she
wanted to be screwed by Arno. She lay on her back, spreading her legs.
Arno put his prick into her and screwed her like there was no tomorrow,
while Maartje played with both of them. Bas and Max were experienced
more of each other and were wanking each other with Vic watching and
feeling a bit left out. He sat behind Max sliding his hands over his
chest and belly. Max lifted one leg so that Vic had access to his hole.
Vic spat on his prick and shoved it into Max's tunnel of love. Max
moaned making Vic stop for a while. When Max mumbled: "Okay, Vic, screw
me, man." Vic madly carried on. He panted every time he pounded his
pelvis against Max's arse cheeks. Max kissed Bas like crazy totally full
of desire. Vic came and Max let his white globs shoot over Bas' belly
who then used some of the liquid as lube before shooting over Bas himself.

Luuk, Wiebe, Jelle, Marcel and Dé lay in a large heap, skin on skin,
hands on whatever they could touch, mouths slobbering over every part of
their bodies, fingers filling holes. They were panting and moaning:
"Yeeeessss, ooooohhhhhhhhhh, go on, screw me, faster." It looked like
one ball of lust. David said to Rogier: "I want to screw you." David was
on his back in no time and Rogier pulled up his legs. He entered
Rogier's hole and started to fuck. He was so lost in his desire that he
kissed Rogier's legs and feet and let his warm hands go over his thighs.
Sometimes he bent forward and kissed his son passionately grabbing
Rogier's cock. Finally he shot his juice and Rogier did the same. David
rubbed it in, pulled himself out and smiled relaxed. "I am glad, that I
have returned."

Vic suggested going for a walk through the large garden. He'd show the
guests around. Bas and Stella walked behind him hand in hand. Maartje
followed with Susan arms around each other's shoulders and Marcel walked
hand in hand with Rogier. The small company went down some steps to the
lower garden, which had brilliant flowerbeds. They inhaled the sweet
scent of the flowers. Some torches were lit to keep the mosquitoes away.
Talking softly the group walked further. Vic explained things and
answered questions. On they went over a lawn into a small wood. An
artificial waterfall with fountains and little streams rustled in an
open spot. Surprised the guests looked at a number of mattresses lying
there. Vic sat on the fountain edge, the others on the mattresses. The
evening was quiet, the water was rustling, in the distance the voices of
the others were a soft rumour and a single bird sang its evening song.
The atmosphere was so peaceful, so full of love and affection. Vic told
about the construction of the ingeniously formed waterfall and
fountains. Maartje and Susan were sitting and leaning against each other
but they hardly listened. The others listened politely. As Vic came to
an end he said: "Now do enjoy this spot." He walked over to Bas, Marcel
and Rogier laid his hand on Marcel's head. Rogier thanked him as first
he toyed with his cock and then began to engulf it with his mouth. It
came up immediately growing bigger in the warm and damp mouth in which
the tongue circled round the cock head. Bas kissed Marcel letting his
hand go over his hot body, over the warm hard muscles, through his pubic
hair. He grabbed Marcel's balls and caressed between them and the hole.
Carefully he put a finger into it making Marcel moan approvingly.

Vic grasped Rogier's head and screwed the man in his mouth. He pushed
Rogier's head way from his prick when he felt that familiar feeling in
his loins. He didn't want to cum yet. He sat on the mattress and pulled
Rogier down. His tongue slid over the nipples up to Rogier's chin and
kissed him. His tongue shot in and out of his mouth. The garden boy's
passionate kisses made him hotter and hotter. Then, even without
touching Vic's prick Rogier spurted his wad over his belly. Vic began to
lick. Ro's hand slid to Vic's prick and he began to wank him making him
spurt his white-yellow stuff over Ro. He smeared his spunk all over that
beautiful body. Sluggishly they lay panting and listening to the sounds
the girls made. They were enjoying themselves and so did the other boys.
Marcel lay on his back as Bas screwed him. He came on Marcel's face. He
licked his sperm away and kissed his friend. Marcel began to wank
himself and came all too soon. Vic climbed now in the fountain and let
the cold water splash over him. The others followed, splashing around as
they chased each other like a bunch of children without a care in the
world. After a few minutes Han came with a pile of large towels. They
dried themselves and put the towels around their shoulders. The water
was so cold. They then went back to the others and saw Anja and Maartje
licking each other's cunt; David was screwing Wilma and Arno helped by
putting fingers into his hole and letting himself be blown before
showering his load over Wilma's face. That pulled David over the edge
and he came, screaming, in his wife's tight pussy. Geert, Jelle and Dé
had also found each other and Wieger was talking dirty to Koen.

When Han returned he caught my eye and I understood and whispered to
Robin. We walked behind Han into house. The sun was about to set, but it
remained warm. We went upstairs. Han took a key from a box and opened
the room. The floor had been tiled with soft red tiles and the walls had
been halfway tiled as well. The floor felt warm. "Under-floor heating,"
Han explained. On the walls were handcuffs and against one of them was a
thick red mattress

On the walls were handcuffs and against one of them was a thick red
mattress. Han took it down and asked me to lie on it. The moment I lay I
felt handcuffs around my wrists. After a nod from Han Robin chained my
feet too. Powerlessly I lay there as Han laid down on me. He kissed me
and licked at my ears and his warm hands slid over my body with his
tongue circling mine. I could feel his hands all over me except he
didn't touch my prick. My friend was fully erect. Robin joined Han. He
caressed Han. Han took Robin's cock in his mouth and sucked and sucked
as Robin moaned. I just lay there, left to the desires of the others.
Han let himself down over my prick and I started to make vehement fuck
movements. And again Han licked Robin's prick so that I could see. The
desire raged in my body, but I couldn't cum because Han rose every now
and then and then I felt so empty.

He left me for a moment but I wanted him to fill me up again. It made me
yearn to come. That was the only thing that counted for me. Han got a
small bottle of massage oil and poured some on my hot body. It smelled
delightful. His hands felt so good on my body as he gave me a great
massage and half drowsily half awake I let him do as he wanted. Finally
Robin moved and took my cock in his hands and wanked me. At last I came
in gallons, or so it seemed. Rarely had I come so intensely. Han
unloosened the handcuffs, took a hose from the wall and squirted it at
the mattress as well as me until both it and I were clean. I shivered.
Han went to a cupboard and took out some large towels for Robin to
thoroughly dry me. I felt totally refreshed. The door opened and Ad and
Luuk came in. We lay on the mattress and watched the two newcomers make
out. I wanted nothing and nothing could distract me from the two
beauties of the house. I watched as Han and Robin had their share of the
fun. It was so hot. Finally they spurted their juice moaning and
groaning before falling back, eyes closed, panting heavily.


With my arm around Robin's shoulder we walked into the garden and sat on
a bench. We felt each other's warmth in the lovely open. Silently and
peacefully we sat there. I thought about how it all started in Bedum. I
was glad that I had experienced so much but now I actually wanted a
relationship with Robin, to have a future with him, but also sex with
the others. Anyway, we'd see how it all would develop. Robin pulled me
against him and kissed me tenderly on my lips. This was the moment that
counted.


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