Date: Fri, 24 Jul 2020 09:57:01 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin - Student and Model 10

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This story is written by me and my Norwegian friend, Fred. It is completely
fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions and BDSM
activities between a young man (19 when the story begins) and older men.

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COLIN Ð STUDENT AND MODEL

Chapter 10 (Roland / Mr Baird)

"Hope you are really hungry, Roland. I bought you a double burger" Colin
placed himself beside Roland outside the university cafeteria."I bought
some iced-tea too. Hot weather, eh"

"Thanks, Colin. I'm starving. No time for proper breakfast. I can't quite
get used to living in the new apartment. Four guys and one bathroom, you
know. And.." Roland giggled and talked with his hands"É you know four
dollies need some time to make themselves look good in the morning" The
effeminate guy was always self-ironic. Colin was very happy for Roland's
friendship and, for a `princess', he was a great guy and an excellent
swimmer.

"I'm going to London for a modelling job this weekend Ð showing parts of
my new underwear collection, teasers for the grand underwear show in Milan
in November" Colin was talking and eating at the same time - happy that his
dad wasn't watching."Could you do me a favour, Roland? I need some hair
removal and I'm not happy with shaving"

"You have no body hair, Colin, have you" Roland rolled his eyes."Are you
growing old, man? A hairy pussy? Good grief!

"No Roland, not that bad. I just need to get rid of my down Ð lower arms
and legs, and like I said I don't feel good about being shaved" Colin
played with Roland's upper leg."You'll do some waxing for me"

"Of course, I'll do for you" Roland grinned. Colin knew the expression on
his face. His friend was up to something."Could we make a small show? Both
Rory and the twins would love to take part"

"Nothing better, love. When" Colin's hand was inside Roland's shorts. He
found the lad's hard balls which were covered in a thin lace garment. Colin
let one finger catch a small drop of pre-cum from his lunch-friend's wet
cockhead. He looked Roland deep in the eyes. Then he sniffed the finger and
licked it very carefully.

"See you at five, darling! I will buy the stuff, okay" Roland hurried to
his next lecture. Colin had a paper to finish, so he cleaned the table and
set off for the library.



Of course, Roland had everything organised. He had placed a massage-bench
outside the bathroom and took care of Colin when he arrived.

"Sorry I'm slightly late but I had to shower" Colin said."The professor
really pushed me today. We managed the long track in a record time today"

"Your skin is very hot" Roland commented."Have you been running in the nude
again"

"How did you know" Colin blushed. Both Professor Thomsen and himself had
found a new track through the fields where they could jog naked."Nobody
would have seen us"

"Rumours" Roland grinned."But undress now. I'll tell the others you are
ready"



Colin stripped off his sportswear and climbed onto the bench dressed only
in a micro thong from his own JustColin collection.



Roland, in white as a professional makeup artist, was followed by his new
roomy Rory and two sweet ginger-haired twins, all dressed in tight youth
fashion.

"Ready for an inspection, honey? Let's see what we need to do. We'll get
rid of that `huge' thong first, won't we" Roland pulled down the smallest
piece of underwear in Colin's whole collection.

"You want your bush trimmed too" Roland asked. The `bush' was an
exaggeration. Colin's small amount of pubic hair was hardly visible.

"Aye, but keep a dark shadow. I don't want to look prepubescent" Colin
grinned.

"But isn't that what you are? You haven't had a wet cumming yet, or have
you, darling" Roland let his hand follow Colin's body.

"That's true, Roland! Maybe you could change that today, eh" Colin was one
big grin when Roland examined his stiff dick and his balls, and then
commanded him to turn around.

"On your knees, baby. Open your love-tunnel for us, please" Roland
said. Colin lifted his butt and spread his butt cheeks with both
hands."Anyone seeing hair here" He looked at the three spectators who were
playing with their own bodies without shyness. Roland bent down and used
his wet tongue to follow the arse-crack from the balls to the lower back.

"OK, Colin. I'll wax your legs and your lower arms and I'll trim your pubic
hair, remove some black hairs from your cock-root. The rest of your body is
as smooth as the day you were born" Roland concluded.



One hour later Colin was as clean as a baby except for the dark shadow he
wanted to keep above his dick. Every time Roland removed the wax Colin
screamed, more for the show than because it hurt. He could take a lot more
pain than that.

"Now guys. Find some sparkling wine and wait in the lounge" Roland pushed
his friends out of the room."I'll show you a new Colin very soon. Prepare
the crystal items too and find some sexy cream. Oh, and you can undress if
you are too hot with what you're wearing"

"You ready to act as my slut, darling" Roland found Colin's mouth in a deep
and hot French kiss.

"You can make me one" Colin struggled to get his breath back after the
heavy action.



Roland had everything ready in correct sizes, all a bit too small for the
lad that had some more muscles than his host.



Colin was given a white lace piece of lady underwear, open in front and
open in the back."Great if someone wants to play with your clit, darling!
And your pussy is all free for play too"



Roland then gave him a white lace bra, but Colin denied the stuffing."I'm
not a chick. They must make do with my hard nipples" Colin squeezed his
erect love-knots that were easily seen through the thin material.



Above the open underwear Colin was given a girdle with double clips for
stockings. The nylon stockings in black fitted well on the newly shaved
legs. The result was really slutty-looking.

"I love your clit, baby" Roland knelt in front and licked Colin's super
erection seen through the lace.



The outfit was finished with a full red dress which had splits from above
the hips, glittering from rhinestones. The whore was soon ready for her
entrance.



Colin had denied heavy make-up and wig. The boy's eyes with long eyelashes
could be envied by any girl. The red lips only needed some gloss. A fancy
styling of his dark hair and Colin was ready to sell his body.

"Please wait until I start the music, dear" Roland talked with a theatrical
body. This was his show. Colin wasn't too happy about being in drag but he
loved his `princess' friends. He looked at the full-length mirror and
pouted."I hope they fancy my dripping clit" he thought. The treatment from
Roland had made him super horny.

"Je t'aimeÉ moi non plus" The very sensual old melody filled the
apartment. Colin could not but smile when he met the audience sitting or
lying in half darkness while Roland met him dressed in nothing but his own
mini thong and a body sparkling like a Christmas tree. Colin was no soft
dancer. In France he was happy to be helped by Pierre, a previous
ballet-dancer, and here at home Roland performed as if he was a
professional.



Colin watched the audience, three excited guys, all naked playing with what
Roland had called `crystal items'. One of the twins licked a conical glass
dildo, the other used his hands to grease up a string of glass balls, while
Rory had put on a sort of strap-on with a glass cock in transparent pink.



The living room acted like a stage and Colin Ð very slutty Ð and
Roland Ð very dirty Ð made a hot show in front of the others. Colin
soon stripped Roland completely and played with his 18 cm (7 inch) dripping
cock. He took the boy's mushroom cockhead all inside his red mouth while he
let Roland lift his dress and squeeze his own little prick, for the moment
dressed like a girl's clit. With a rather amateur movement Colin removed
his dress. In white lace and black nylons, he looked very slutty.



Roland pulled Colin up to the twins. Colin spread his legs and opened the
lace knickers for service. One ginger fellow fed Colin his stiff 10 cm (4
inch) cock for a wet suck while the other, without foreplay, penetrated him
with the oiled glass dildo. The music was intense and Colin was close to
cumming already after Roland's treatment. He knew he had to please three
more so he made a change. He turned around and just pushed his hips back
while standing.

"Open your pussy for the glass-balls, slut. You may take all five, go
on. And suck the clit, boy. Let it spit" Roland instructed. Colin howled
when the largest ball entered him. At the same time the dirty lad in front
bit his cockhead. Colin was wet like the whore he pretended to be. Colin
knew he was about to reach the end soon, but still little Rory was
left. Roland's new lover had the smallest cock Colin had seen, and
sometimes behaved like a girl."He has changed me from a purely bottom guy
to being more versatile" Roland had told Colin."And he has a great tight
love tunnel"



Now the poor bottom guy had a huge glass cock in a strap-on."Ride him
frontal, slut" Roland said. Let him play with your clit" Colin wasn't happy
with the nylons so he pulled them partly down before he lowered his body
and let Rory penetrate him from below. Colin took the glass-cock quite
easy, but now he longed for a real cock. Roland was standing in front of
him and gave him his cock for another suck. Rory's teasing hands brought
Colin nearer and nearer to the edge and the glass-cock played with his
prostate.

"You fuck me now, sir! Please, sir" Colin acted. He tried to beg Roland for
service.

"Aye, I'll fuck your brain out, slut! Get ready for it doggie-style Ð
open up! And suck him, Rory" Roland commanded.



The ending was as hot as the rest of the show had been. Roland fucked Colin
to a grand orgasm. Colin had to admit that the bottom boy managed well as a
top. When Roland filled Colin with his boy-cream, Colin fed little Rory
with more force than a clit could ever do. In front of Colin's face the
twins wanked like crazy and gave him white juice both on his face and in
his mouth. Young Rory Ð even really small-cocked - ended his strange
wank by showing everybody that he could compete any spunking that
evening. When Roland fed Colin the spunk dripping from his pussy the show
had come to an end.



`Je t'aimeÉ moi non plus'. Roland gave Colin a deep kiss."Good luck in
London. Break a leg"



***



"Have I told you how much I love you, Dad" Colin found Bill's hand. The
plane was about to take off from Glasgow airport. The lad - a student and
an international model - was never comfortable with confined aircraft
cabins and the take-offs.

"Think you told me yesterday, son. It can never be too often though. And I
love you too, very much" Bill squeezed his `son's' hand. Colin closed his
eyes and relaxed. His breathing was back to normal.

"I'm so happy for your support, Dad, but I'm always afraid that you spend
too much time on me instead of running your own business" Colin went on.

"It's an investment, son! Just wait until I'm fragile and helpless in a
wheelchair and you have to help me pee" Bill looked at Colin. For a moment
Colin wasn't sure, but then he saw the smile-wrinkles beside his dad's
eyes.

"Maybe we should test that tonight dad, long time sinceÉ" He looked
around.

"And travelling with a star allows a poor writer like me go business
class. You think I would have booked that? Me, a Scottish miser" Bill
grinned now.

"Well, I guess Signore Beroni looks upon this flight as a part of my
salary. Don't think I'm stupid, Dad. Even if finance isn't my priority. I
know I sell my body, and the company has given a good price so far, eh"
Colin found Bill's hand again."And I'm very happy to have you as my
impresarioÉand lover" Colin lowered his voice and found Bill's
shoulder. Soon the youngster, who had had a busy morning at university, was
away in dreamland.



Just a half an hour later and the flight deck announced,"We are now
approaching London-Heathrow" Refreshed, Colin adjusted his model suit."You
went through my programme last night Dad, but please remind me. I was
involved in some heavy linguistic discussions with my professor all
morning"

"We will be met by Mr Baird, the lawyer. I'll finish checking the papers,
and I guess you will check out the collection to be presented tomorrow. Mr
Sieger will arrive from Hamburg later tonight and attend the modelling show
at the Oxford Street warehouses both tomorrow morning and tomorrow
afternoon" Colin just nodded at his father's speech.

"Do you know if Robin is coming with him" Colin looked closely at his
dad. Bill understood the question and the look on Colin's face. The `old
man' blushed thinking about the seventeen year old German lad, who was one
of his son's admirers, and a lad he had `babysat' on an earlier occasion.

"I don't know, son. We'll see. What I do know is that Anna and Frederik,
the couple that used to cover you for `Young Fashion' magazine are occupied
in Berlin" Bill talked his way out of the Robin question.

"I understand that our French boss has some desires too. He always wants a
part of me, doesn't he" Colin smiled. He was very happy for `that part'
too.

"Aye, Mr Reynard wants some new nude pictures of you, `on location', or as
he said, `en public'. Bill was ready for landing.

"He wants me with a hard-on in the middle of Oxford Street, or entering the
Central Line naked, is that it" Colin grinned.

"Yeah, exactly" Bill answered."That would pay well! Donald Matthew, you
know our very creative Don, is in charge of that part" The plane landed on
whining wheels before Colin had time to get nervous.

"A busy weekend then, Dad. No room for sex" Colin rose for the
hand-luggage.



Some business class gentlemen cleaned their eyes and watched the glimpse of
naked skin when the not too tall lad went on tiptoes to grab the leather
bag from the shelf above him."Who are the salesmen, and who are the buyers"
Bill wondered. Colin did nothing to hide the hot crack between his low-cut
trousers and his sexy short jacket.



JustColin Ð the logo was printed on a poster at the exit from the
Arrivals Hall. A formally dressed man with a cap waited for them.

"You are `JustColin'" The man smiled when Bill and Colin went up to
him."Please follow me, gentlemen. My car is two decks down" He headed for
the lift."Mr Baird waits for you in the office. He hopes to see you there,
before I take you to your hotel. Please relax. You find some sparkling wine
in the cool-box in front of you"



Bill and Colin sat down in the rear of the dark limousine."I wonder if Mr
Baird still has his office in the Tower" Colin said."You remember he showed
us the view from the top, Dad" Colin was suddenly far from a model star. He
was just a curious teenage youngster on a sightseeing trip through central
London, albeit in a black chauffeur-driven limo.



Mr Baird, a gentleman very formally dressed in an Italian-styled suit,
welcomed Bill with a handshake. Before Colin was able to give the man his
hand, he stepped forward and hugged the youngster tight.

"Nice to see you, young man. It will be a very good start for the new
season, I hope. Our company is really proud to give you and the public a
preview from our, or let me be more precise, your new collection" Mr Baird
was very enthusiastic."Please sit down, gentlemen. Something to drink, and
some light snacks" He waived to a young black waiter who was there almost
instantly with glasses and trays.



After some glasses and some small-talk, Mr Baird handed Bill three sets of
papers."We have to renew our contract, gentlemen. I guess you will need
some time to read it, even if you already have seen the copy sent by
e-mail" He was about to hand Colin a set of papers too.

"Dad is responsible for all the paper work, sir" Colin smiled."But I very
much look forward to seeing the underwear and swimwear collection"

"We have all of it on display in the upper studio, Colin, so if you please,
follow me. You have been up there before" Mr Baird went to the lift. Colin
looked at his dad, but the man only grunted a goodbye. He was already into
the legal and financial papers.



Nothing was said in the lift, but there was a sort of non-verbal
communication going on between the London businessman and the lad from
Scotland.



The upper studio was a dream. All Central London was beneath them. Colin
could follow the River Thames all the way to London Eye and further on.

"Marvellous" Colin whispered before he turned from the view and went up to
long benches covered with underwear.

"Our local company asks you to examine the new models and note the size you
will use tomorrow. You will have four personal entrances in the morning and
four in the evening show. Eight London guys will accompany you" Mr Baird
explained.



Colin worked his way along the new models and looked very pleased. He
lifted a red thong that was `next to nothing'."You think this is suitable
for the show" Colin grinned.

"Maybe not for the teen-show in the morning, but excellent later, I think"
The man suddenly looked a bit upset.

"I want to try it on for you, sir, and please choose the size for me" Colin
started to remove his jacket and his shirt."Please help me with my tight
jeans, sir"



Mr Baird looked at his watch."But yourÉdad is.." The man was uncertain.

"Let him wait, sir. He will need some time to review the papers, I'm sure"
Colin lifted his arms above his head and let Mr Baird pull down the tight
material that covered the two small but well-rounded globes. The jock
inside did not hide the firm buttocks.



With some trouble Colin was almost naked. His underwear for the day was a
pouch with a narrow thread around his hips and just a single thread through
the arsecrack. Instead of covering his private parts Colin took a small
walk along the glass walls as if he wanted to let the whole of London see
his naked body.

"I don't think I can try the underwear now, sir. You have made me too
horny. Just look" Colin showed off the stiffy that struggled to stay inside
the thin fabric.

"You remember the first time you played with my cock, sir? Both yellow and
white juice that day. Exciting, eh" Colin went up to the man who still
looked very formal. He hadn't even unbuttoned his jacket."And you remember
the last time I was up here, when you ate my spunk from a champagne glass
together with your colleagues"



Mr Baird swallowed. He looked uncomfortable, but Colin found the man's eyes
and didn't lose them."I've never given you any pleasure, sir. Now it's my
turn" Colin found the man's cock with his hand. It wasn't hard, but it
wasn't soft either. Please come, sir. I want to suck you with all London as
my witness"

"You give me pleasure every time I see you, young man. You don't have to"
Mr Baird did not really protest. He let Colin pull him by the suit up to
the huge window. There Colin knelt in front of him and unbuttoned his
fly. The traditional white Y-front showed clear signs of wet
excitement. Colin sniffed him and licked the wet spots, and then he pulled
the underwear down. Colin had wondered why the formal gentleman hadn't
asked for service here in London, or in Italy. Now he wanted to please the
man he respected in many ways.



The well-built man had a cock to envy, Colin told Bill later that evening,
but it looked like a teen-cock, a real teen porn-cock Ð soft and hard at
the same time Ð with a naked cockhead and not a hair around the hard
balls and the rather thin tool.



Colin did not hesitate. Still in jacket and tie, with his trousers down to
his knees, the man received the full treatment of balls and cock. His young
star was well trained, and Mr Baird was no stayer. Less than five minutes
later, the man tried to keep his dignity and elegance but he lost, heading
into a shaking orgasm.

"Fuck, you are great, kid. Damn, eat meÉyes, eat me. Fuck" The man
pushed his hips forward and served Colin his man-milk. Colin struggled. The
man filled his mouth and parts of his throat, and the last thing Colin
wanted was to spill spunk on the man's Armani outfit. He managed well. He
swallowed every drop, and he even cleaned the sensitive cockhead
afterwards.

"A show for the capital" Colin grinned. He was standing in front of the
window in a thong dripping with pre-cum. Without a word, and with underwear
and trousers still down on his knees, the man knelt in front of Colin and
dived into his crotch. He stripped the youngster with his teeth. He cupped
Colin's buttocks and let him fill his mouth with the kid-like cock and
balls.



Mr Baird was an excellent cock-sucker, but Colin wanted this event to
last. Standing on the top of the London skyscraper, seeing the tourist
boats on the Thames, searching for the famous bridges, while being sucked
by a man in a suit was too much. He was soon close to the edge. He pulled
his cock from the man's mouth and turned to face the glass window.

"I'm cumming, sir. I'm cumming" Colin shouted and used two fingers to
finish himself off. A blast of spunk hit the huge window, not only once,
but again and again until he was empty. Then he turned to the still
kneeling man and gave him the cock for cleaning.



Mr Baird took care of the job. Afterwards he turned to the studio
windows. White and sticky spunk dripped down the glass. Without hesitating
he licked the boy's milk from the glass. Still half-hard and half-naked he
turned to Colin and gave him his mouth.



Half an hour later Colin finished the pre-modelling. He marked the items
with the correct size and he chose what he wanted for his personal
presentation the next day.





Bill seemed very relaxed when Mr Baird followed Colin into the downstairs
room. The young servant hurried to rise from the armrest where he had been
sitting very close to Bill. He looked at Mr Baird with fearsome eyes and
tried to hide a bulge in his tight jeans. At the same time, he tried to
hide a grin. Bill had some trouble too.

"Nice of you to tell me about all the entertainment around here" Bill said
to the young man who hurried to pick up glasses."A charming young man" Bill
looked at Mr Baird. Then he winked at Colin and handed the stack of papers
back to the lawyer.



Colin tried to stay serious, but suddenly he understood what had caused
Bill to wink. A white shirt hanging below Mr Baird's formal jacket and one
open button at the front of the trousers told of some recent informal
business.

"Didn't know you had to pay for legal advice" Bill pinched Colin's buttocks
when they entered the lift moments later.

"I don't understand why you had to check out that black call-boy" Colin
pinched back.

"But he was sexy, wasn't he? A huge bulge too" Bill teased."He said he
could come to our hotel for a threesome if you feel in the mood for it"
Colin tried to find out if his daddy was serious or not, but just now the
`old man' was difficult to read.



***





Bill was sitting very relaxed in their hotel suite not far from Oxford
Circus. He had his second whisky `on the house'. Colin was stretched out on
the king-size bed, dressed only in a baggy shorts, and looking far from
sexy. Half an hour in the gym, and half an hour in the hotel-pool had made
him feel good after a long day. The visit to the area for tomorrow's shows
had been successful, and he knew that everything was well planned.



Bill followed the TV news with one eye. The other eye watched his son who
often had a hand down his baggy outfit while the other pinched his erect
nipples. After living with this kid for five years, Bill knew when his son
was bored and horny. Now he was both.

"You think I should send a message to the black guy, the call-boy you
called him" Bill lifted his glass."Too boring with just an old man tonight,
eh"

"You would like to fuck his round ass, wouldn't you, Dad? Colin
grinned."Long time since I had an ebony cock up my cunt too Ð a huge
ebony cock" Colin closed his eyes and scratched his groin.



Loud voices were heard from the hall outside the room Ð a grown up voice
and a younger one Ð laughing and joking. They were not speaking English,
but it was difficult to understand what language they used.

"Maybe it is Klaus and Robin" Colin was suddenly awake.

"Klaus" Bill corrected."Mr Sieger, isn't it? Don't forget he's your boss
regarding public relations. As editor of the magazine, he is responsible
for deciding who is given publicity"

"Aye Dad, I know, and of course I handle him with respect, but he told me
once to call him Klaus" Colin listened to the doors opening and closing.

"Okay, nothing to argue about then, son. I know you two have some private
relations too, but now he is here to present you and your new underwear
collection to the young public all over Europe" The impresario reminded
Colin about the business side of the London trip.



Colin pouted and let his body fall down in the stack of cushions.

"I think he likes you too, Dad. He's not more than 35 you know, and very
sexy. Or you prefer his son, yes? You prefer young Robin, Dad. I should be
jealous, shouldn't I" Colin went on. Bill didn't answer, but he was not
untouched.



The hotel phone rang, and Bill hurried to answer it."Good evening and
welcome to London. You had a nice flight from Hamburg" Bill winked at a
listening Colin.

"And Robin can't wait to meet Colin? Nice! I think it's mutual" Bill went
on."We should all meet for a drink in our room. You need some food first"
Colin jumped out of bed and stripped off the baggy shorts. The naked body
hurried into the bathroom.

"Well, okay. Room 1912. See you in half an hour then. I'll call for some
more ice" Bill hung up. He undressed from the sweatpants he had been
wearing and joined Colin in the luxurious bathroom.

"Dad, take it easy. This is not a date. We are simply meeting my editor,
and he is bringing his son. I don't think he'll start to report
tonight. Slow down, Daddy" Colin went up to his Dad and kissed him lightly,
before he adjusted his `father's' hair and opened the top button in his
light blue, short-sleeved shirt.

"Colin, son! You are the stressed one. Take it easy, lad. I don't have to
look sexy! It's your show" Bill smiled and cupped Colin's buttocks inside
the tight city shorts he had put on for the visit.



The meeting between the four was very warm. There had been some very hot
episodes during the last year both in Scotland and in Berlin, and Bill
remembered well his meeting with young Robin in Copenhagen.

"How is Olav" That was Robin's first question when he hugged Colin
tight. He had become close to Colin's Norwegian `brother' when they met in
Hamburg earlier that summer on the youngsters' trip to Paris.

"I haven't seen him since France, but he is settled back in Bergen. We use
the net to keep in touch" Colin answered.

"But you can't fuck via the internet" Young Robin whispered.

"Already in whispering mode, guys" Bill teased."Find drinks for us, Colin,
please. You'll take a whisky, Klaus"



Bill and the German editor shared a sofa while Colin pulled Robin down
beside him at the bed-side.



Mr Klaus Sieger, the Hamburg editor, was a very young father. Now just 35,
he had a son age 17. The lad was thin and clean, and so was his
father. Klaus Sieger was dressed very casual for a late summer visit to
London, and Robin was dressed like a skater, more American-looking than
German.



Into the second whisky for Klaus and also another one for Bill the two lads
on the bed started to live a life on their own. The business talk and the
`what we did in summer talk' between the fathers had little interest. The
youngsters were soon almost wrestling in the middle of the bed.

"Why don't you two just undress instead of ruining your smart clothes"
Klaus suggested.

"Yeah, and why don't you wrestle for real instead of that girlish attitude"
Bill added.

"Let's show them, eh" Colin whispered close to Robin's ear.

"All" Robin answered.

"Aye, why not? Have you looked at them? They have undressed us with their
eyes since I started to ride you" Colin whispered."Two hunks, eh. Fucking
horny too"



Colin started to strip young Robin of his baggy clothes. He smiled when he
saw Robin with a JustColin jock underneath. The German boy helped Colin to
strip too, and he even pulled down his red thong. Colin was completely
naked. All his body was erect; the situation was unreal. He was naked and
horny and very close by was Robin. The youngster - as well-hung as his
father Ð now had a hard-on that threatened to leave the tight pouch. And
on a sofa less than three metres away were two fathers acting as if they
were coaches.



Colin pulled the youngster down and sat on his lap. The stiff cock inside
Robin's thong fitted well in Colin's arse crack. Colin moved his hands up
over Robin's body, first to the stomach, and then to his chest. With a firm
grip he had locked the boy's arms. Colin's body was close to Robin's face
now. Instead of trying to get rid of the rider, Robin opened his mouth for
Colin's dripping cock. Colin closed his eyes and let the young German suck
him.



Colin understood that this was turning out very wrong. He was so horny that
he could cum any minute. He tried to withdraw and at last he managed to
turn around. With trembling hands he stripped off Robin's jock. The fully
shaved boy let his 20 cm (8 inch) beauty fit into Colin's hands. The boy's
cockhead was covered in a thick foreskin as Colin remembered from previous
sex sessions. The boy moaned softly when Colin carefully pushed the
foreskin back from the glans and took the warm cockhead in his own
mouth. The sweet pre-cum was like an eruption. The situation was extreme
when Colin felt Robin's wet fingers fucking his boy-cunt.

"Just fuck him, Robin. Fuck him for real. That's what you want, both of
you. Colin has talked about you since we left Scotland" Bill swallowed. He
was probably a bit too aroused himself."Take this Robin, you know what to
do, I'm sure" He tossed a tube of KY to him and then looked at Mr Sieger,
Klaus, who grinned and spread his legs a bit more to make for his own
growing bulge.



Robin used the jelly to grease Colin's arse. Then he very lightly pushed
Colin's mouth off his cock and gave Colin the tube. Colin squeezed some
jelly into his hands and used both of them to play with Robin's cockhead
and long shaft until the spear was like an oily candle. Then without words
he knelt on top of Robin, opened his own boy-cunt, and impaled himself on
the German youngster in one single thrust. The one who screamed was Robin,
a scream of lust and action. He raised his hips and pushed back against the
intruder.



There was a short match on this wrestling mat. A fight was going on from
top and from underneath. Nothing was said, not by the boys, and not by the
fathers who had just put some new ice cubes in their glasses.

"I'm cumming, Robin. I'm cumming, damn" Colin shouted.

"Me too. Fuck, fuck" Robin lifted his hips again.



The action from the guy underneath triggered Colin who sent a hands-free
spunking all over the German youngster who was not afraid to open his mouth
for some of the shots coming from the rider. He licked his white lips and
swallowed the spunk.

"You satisfied, gentlemen" Colin looked at the men on the sofa. Then he
bent down and kissed Robin's cum-drenched mouth.

"You will find new bathrobes from JustColin in the bathroom" Bill
said."We'd better get some sleep, eh"

"I need a private chat with Colin before we go to bed, Bill. Maybe you
would like to entertain Robin for a while" Mr Sieger lifted his glass and
gave Colin's dad a smile when the youngsters with dripping spunk hurried to
the bathroom.


To be continued