Date: Fri, 4 Jun 2021 20:00:00 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin - Student and Model 33

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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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Bill


COLIN Ð STUDENT AND MODEL

Chapter 33 (Sydney-Canberra)


It was early morning on their last day on the farm. Colin was sorry to
leave. He had loved the life in the countryside. He had felt some small
reservations from Ann, Ruairidh's daughter-in-law, at the beginning but
over later days he had become close to both Ann and Donald. In a way Colin
was a bit sorry that he hadn't seen more of Donald, but the man had been a
bit distant when his wife was around. Now Colin was alone with him in the
pool.

The man was a good swimmer. Colin admired the forty-year-old son of
Ruairidh, who was wearing skimpy swimwear. Strange, but his body was like a
young version of Bill's. He seemed to have more in common with him than
with his father. He was slim and well built, with a torso like an athlete.

"How do you manage to build a body like yours?" Colin asked. The two had
ended the morning swim and were now sitting side by side at the end of the
pool, drying in the morning sun.

"Hard work Ð no need for a gym out here, but Dad trained me when I was a
youngster. He had an iron-hard body once, you know. Ask him to show you the
old gym he built behind the garage. I competed there with my mates Ð
muscles were important in those days!" That was the longest speech Colin
had heard from the silent man in many days. Now Donald found a towel and
stripped off his speedos without shyness. Colin swallowed. It wasn't only
the torso was similar to Bill's. The flaccid dick with heavy balls made him
look like a model. Colin wondered if the man was teasing him. There was
something about the man's eyes. Now Colin understood. Donald had smile
wrinkles around his eyes, just like Bill.

"We'd better dress, Colin. Ross and his guys will be here for breakfast and
to say goodbye very soon. There's some horse-mating going on, and then the
water-mill to repair. Always something!" Donald scratched his balls as if
he knew that Colin admired his jewels.

"It's been marvellous to meet you all out here, I'm gonna miss you. Ian is
such a great guy. He treats me like a brother!" Colin managed to organise
his growing knob inside his JustColin swimwear without being seen.

"He'll miss having a brother out here, or a cousin," Donald said. "Paul
from Melbourne visits from time to time, but he's a college student now and
can't visit often."

"You seem to have a tool that could produce a whole bunch of boys by
yourself!" Colin grinned. He could have bitten his tongue off after he said
that, but he hoped that Donald would take his joke.

"I'll tell Ann, Colin dear! She will love you for putting me back in
production." He gave his cock a very macho jerk, and wrapped himself in the
towel.

Colin met his dad on the way to his room and mentioned swimming with
Donald. "I think it's good that we're leaving, Colin. You might have been
in bed with yet another generation!" Bill pinched him.

"Jealous, Dad? I've seen you close to Donald these days. You like him,
don't you?" Colin smiled.

"He's a very nice man. When I look at him I see how the years pass." Bill
was suddenly serious.

"You are very much like him, Dad, and a lot more sexy!" Colin hugged his
`father'.

"Hurry up, Colin. I think they plan to serve us a huge meal before we leave
for Melbourne. You have to pack. I've packed up already." Bill was
pleased. He never enjoyed the packing part of travelling.

"Melbourne? I thought we were going to stay overnight in Canberra." Colin
had the route updated.

"Aye, that's true. Only four to five hours by car I understand, nice roads
and nice car!" Bill left for the pool area.

Colin stripped off his swimwear and opened the door in one operation. He
hurried inside, but then stopped. On the top of the bed young Ian waited
for him. He was completely naked. He was showing off a nice morning-wood
and he had been wanking.

Colin looked around, a bit worried. "I've locked the door to the hall," Ian
whispered. "Please suck me before you leave, please. Like the other day!"

"Like every day!" Colin thought. He smiled and went up to the bed. "You are
horny again, Ian. You must get yourself a fuck-buddy. You need someone to
help you relax." Colin wanked the 15 cm (6 inch) rock-hard young jewel.

"Ross has promised toÉto do meÉbut not until I'm sixteen." Ian had
trouble talking. He lifted his body from the bed, placed his heels down,
and went up in a bridge. The clear liquid from the boy-cock told Colin that
the teen would end this play rather fast.

Colin had a growing cock himself. The cool water had calmed him a bit, but
now the eager sexy teen had lit a new spark. Colin climbed onto the bed and
lay down on top of the boy. Soon the newcomer in sucking did what he could
to please his instructor of the last few days. Colin filled Ian's mouth,
but tried not to make him gag. With his own mouth, he sucked the youngster
and let him fill both mouth and throat. The 15 cm (6 inch) beauty was
perfect for a hot mouth-fuck. Ian was the first to scream. A real scream
filled the room when Colin brought the lad into a hot shooting
orgasm. Colin had seen that the amount of cum had increased every day. Cock
and ball massage and tit treatment had been new experiences for the
fourteen - almost fifteen - year old Australian boy.

Colin gasped when Ian's teeth were a bit careless, but soon he followed the
youngster by filling up his mouth. The shots hit Ian's palate. He did not
vomit, but eagerly ate all his hot milk.

"I will miss you, Colin - a lot! Perhaps we can have cyber-sex when you are
back home?" The naked youngsters hugged.

"Of course, but teach your buddy now what I have taught you. You will be
the champion, Ian. But I have to do some packing now, and I think your mum
is serving breakfast." Colin hugged Ian again and found his bags.

***


"Colin dear, will you please remind Ross and his boys that breakfast will
be ready in half an hour?" Ann carried some food from the kitchen and
placed it in the air-conditioned sitting room. The outdoor temperature was
even higher than yesterday.

"Breakfast?" Colin commented. "Looks like a huge meal. Luckily I'm hungry."

"You have a long drive today, so I made this like a brunch for
you. Ruairidh plans to leave at noon, he said." Ann touched Colin's
arm. "Ross is in the stables I think, behind the barn!"

Colin crossed the yard in boots and khaki shorts, shirtless and well-tanned
after the Christmas holiday. His hat Ð a gift from Donald Ð fitted
him perfectly.

In the distance Colin heard whinnying from a horse, and heavy
footsteps. Another horse was answering, and Chinese voices were shouting.

Colin climbed the wall next to the stable-boxes. Ross had a tough job
holding the stallion. Inside the box the Chinese guys had prepared a tall
brown mare for mating. The tail was bound to one side and her back legs
were secured.

"She's just acting, chico. All girls do, you know!" Ross was one big
grin. He was shouting to Colin who followed the show close in front. "And
this boy could mate the whole world today Ð he's even hornier than you!"

Ross let the stallion sniff the swollen mare. He responded with a loud
neigh, raised his head and opened his nostrils. The fifth leg was like a
man's arm. Now the stallion was ready, his cock like a dripping arrow.

Colin had to adjust his own erection. Horse mating was hot entertainment.

The huge horse lifted his body and mounted the mare. He knew what to do,
but the `lady' was ticklish and tried to get rid of the intruder. He missed
the target, but Ross was there in a hurry. His one hand found the dripping
horse-cock and placed him at the entrance. The rest was the stallion's job
Ð three jerks and the job was done. He filled the mare with his costly
seed, a week's foreplay and five seconds joy. A flood of yellow milk
dripped from the softening tool when he left the love scene. Minutes later
he had a piss and then just searched for some fresh food. The mare was of
no more interest.

"Horny, chico?" Ross put a hand between Colin's legs from behind and found
the boy's balls. Colin was still hanging onto the stable wall. "All young
men are dripping when they watch a horny stallion do his job! You are no
exception, chico. Come with me!" Ross lifted Colin from the wall and held
him close.

"I came to call you for breakfast." Colin tried to speak, but was carried
into the barn in the strong arms. The supply room was very dry and very
hot. Boxes with oats for the horses filled parts of the room. Ross placed
Colin on one of the boxes and undressed him Ð shorts and undies were
stripped off in one movement.

"Corne, chico, si, si!" Ross licked pre-cum from Colin's dickhead, and then
he swallowed the head and the shaft and made Colin fuck his mouth.

"Please wait, maestro. I want your cock. I want it so much, please fuck
me. I'll never forget you, Cowboy! Be my stallion." Colin tried to strip
Ross, but the man was in charge. He turned Colin around and pressed his
upper body down on the box. He kicked Colin's legs apart before he lifted
his butt and licked his arsehole. Ross made Colin his mare. In a glimpse
Colin saw that the man just pushed his baggy shorts down and for the first
time Colin could see the cock that had fucked him that first night.

The dark brown cock was not the biggest, but among the thickest, and was
surrounded by a curly black bush. "Oh, you are so too tight, chico. I don't
want to hurt you!" He spat in the crack. Then he shouted an order which
Colin did not understand. The man shouted a second time while he put two
wet fingers into Colin's arse. Colin sensed that a door was being opened
and one of the Chinese boys entered. Soon afterwards the second boy
arrived. Colin understood that Ross had ordered some oil. The first guy
dripped oil into Colin's arse-crack and gave Ross a handful too. Soon the
oiled cock penetrated the boy's waiting arse.

"Play with him! Fuck his body, go on!" Ross gave orders to his two
jackaroos.

The two small-cocked Chinese lads climbed onto the box top and over the
next minutes they played with Colin's nipples, they let Colin suck their
cocks and they played with his balls and his dripping cock. For once Colin
was a real stayer. The cumming in Ian's arms a short time earlier helped
him to satisfy all three cowboys. The two boys drenched Colin's face with
thin boy-milk while Ross filled his arse. The situation stressed Colin a
bit. He knew that the hostess was waiting for them, but he needed to cum
too. Now he just turned around and let the three men triple wank him. He
went up in his strong bridge before he shouted, "Yes, yes. I'm
cumming. Damn, I'm cumming!"

The two Chinese boys fought for the spurts from the hard-jerked little
cock. His balls were well filled again. The hot show with stallion outside
had been enough.

"Use the outdoor shower, all of you, and hurry up. Boss is waiting!" Ross
was one big smile. He scratched his low-hanging, hairy balls and kissed his
young visitor.

***


"You are unusually quiet, Colin." Bill turned to Colin who started the long
trip in the back seat of the car. They were driving along the highway
south, and had just passed the outskirts of Sydney.

"You know I hate goodbyes. Ian had tears when we left, Dad. I have become
very fond of that boy." Colin swallowed.

"They were all very happy for your visit, Colin. You fitted in very well -
both of you!" Ruairidh punched his brother's shoulder.

"And you have the possibility to stay in touch through the `net," Bill
continued. "Different when this hunk disappeared from my life almost forty
years ago!" Bill used a fist back on Ruairidh's shoulder.. Nothing was said
for a while.

"Were you guys just fuck-buddies or were you really in love with each
other?" Colin suddenly asked. The chatting in front had been a bit boring
for the youngster.

Colin wished he had never asked. The question was followed by half an hour
of heavy discussion between the two in the front seat.

"Okay guys, sorry for the serious question. Ann made us some sandwiches and
I'm hungry Ð and I need to have a piss. You find a place to stop, Boss?"
Colin ended the discussion between the brothers.

A stop at a service area was a nice break from the travel. Coffee outdoors,
and mustard turkey sandwiches followed by some cold drinks, filled the
three travellers. A very manly piss side by side, made them ready for the
last step of the day Ð Canberra Ð the capital of Australia.

Colin asked to take the front seat beside his uncle and Bill was happy to
relax in the comfortable back seat. The road sign told them where to leave
the main road between Sydney and Melbourne.

"About an hour left," Ruairigh informed the others. "I want to take you to
a place where you really can admire our beautiful capital city. We'll find
the hotel afterwards. The hotel is close to a full-size international
swimming arena. I guess you would like some real exercise after sitting for
so long." The man placed a hand on Colin's knee.

"Almost too hot for sport!" Colin smiled. "But I'd be happy for a real
work-out!"

"I know you heat your pools in Europe for part of the year. Here we have to
cool down the outdoor pools for competitions in the warmest months!"
Ruairidh found the correct lane in the enormous traffic machine.

"Why is Canberra the capital?" Colin asked. "I've heard many explanations."

"The most probable reason is just the fact that the Sydney politicians and
the Melbourne ones couldn't agree. When Australia became a Commonwealth, we
needed a capital and Canberra was chosen. I think it was in 1911. A new
federal territory was established inside the borders of New South
Wales. The capital was planned and built for the purpose."

"By American architects!" Colin grinned. "Chicago guys I've read. The bush-
capital has become the nickname, very different from many American cities
though."

"I don't think you need a guide, son. You have done your homework!"
Ruairidh's hand stroked Colin's bare thigh. Colin moved a bit closer to the
driver.

"Maybe you know the meaning of the name Canberra as well? That's part of
your speciality, eh?" The man's hand was inside the leg of the city shorts
Colin had put on for the ride. Colin spread his legs.

"You are bold, Brother!" Bill commented from behind. He had listened to the
talk with closed eyes. "Be ready for a lecture, man!"

Colin did not comment on Bill's light sarcasm. He put one hand on top of
his uncle's searching hand. His knob was about to wake up by the inviting
treatment. He increased his voice as to answer his dad.

"Of course, there had been people in this area for hundreds of years."
Colin made a pedagogical break. "Before the English arrived," he continued.

"The word "Canberra" is said to derive from Canberry, which is claimed to
mean "meeting place" in one of the Indigenous languages spoken in the
district by Aboriginal Australians," Colin lectured.

"I've heard another story!" Ruairidh managed to find Colin's balls with two
fingers. "Canberra is the native name for woman's tits. The two mountains,
Black Mountain and Mount Ainslie lie almost opposite each other, 800 meters
above sea level.  We will see them soon."

"A meeting place between girls' tits, Colin. New experience for you, eh?"
Bill grinned from behind. He found a cushion and closed his eyes
again. Colin looked at Bill in the rear-view mirror. Then, in one movement,
he lifted his hips and pushed down his shorts. The white thong had wet
spots. Now Colin pulled the pouch aside and let his cock and balls get full
freedom. Seconds later Ruairidh grabbed the rock-hard boy-cock and just
squeezed it. Sounds from the backseat told Colin that Bill was having a
nap. Colin used one hand to unzip his uncle's shorts. The tenting in the
man's boxer-shorts showed that Colin wasn't the only one with a heavy
erection that afternoon. Colin stayed carefully away from the car's
equipment when he bent down and kissed his uncle's bulge. The comfortable,
spacious car made it possible for Colin to undress his uncle from his
underwear. The rock-hard, dark-coloured dick with the lighter cockhead was
a target for Colin's playing lips and tongue.

A sudden toot from a huge lorry that was passing told the fuckers that they
could be seen from the outside. A thumbs-up from the driver made Ruairidh
return the sign. Then he pushed a button and the screens changed a
bit. "Nobody can see us from outside now, Colin. Please undress, a fantasy
of mine can become a reality - driving on the highway with a naked kid
sucking me!"

Colin undressed and went back to serve his uncle's cock. The movement from
the car helped Colin to take the huge cock all the way. Ruairidh let the
car drive on speed-control and used his hips from below. Now he
mouth-fucked Colin without taking the eyes from the traffic. They were
reaching the outskirts of Canberra and the traffic increased.

"Yes, Colin. Yes, baby. Please, suck the juice out of meÉ pleaseÉ
yes." Ruairidh lifted his hips and started to erupt. There were some small
side movements in the car. Bill suddenly woke up.

"What the hell are you doing? Stay in line for God's sake!" Bill shouted.

"Go back to bed, weakling. We're having a good time, you see. Very good
Ð very good." Ruairidh pumped cum into Colin's mouth and throat and the
boy licked and swallowed and grinned, while he let the man play with his
own cock.

"You take care of your son, Bro. He's soon ready to shoot! No jizz in the
car, okay!" The driver pushed another button in the luxurious car and
Colin's seat folded backwards. Colin could just crawl onto Bill's
body. With knees on each side, Colin fed Bill with his dripping
erection. Bill had no objection. He also knew what to do to make this very
special for the kid. Two wet fingers inside his boy-cunt found his swollen
button while he tightened his lips around the cockhead.

"Yes, yes. Daddy, daddy, please daddy, I'm. I'mÉ" A scream
followed. "I'm cumming, Daddy! Eat me, eat meÉ" Colin's orgasm was
real. His balls were full again after the morning's events. Now he filled
Bill's mouth with a lighter version of his boy-milk, and Bill slurped it
up.

Signs told that they were inside the Australian Capital territory. The
driver and the passenger started to dress while Ruairidh took a sort of
ring road around the city. Soon they started to climb. They drove through
beautiful wooded landscapes and after half an hour they stopped at a huge
parking spot.

"Let's take a walk from here. You don't need a t-shirt, but it's probably
best to put on shorts!" Ruairidh grinned at the lad just dressed in his
tight white thong.

"We will take an hour's stop here inside the National Park. The place is
called Mount Ainslie Lookout Ð my favourite place to understand
Canberra." Ruairidh handed his guests cold drinks from his cool-box. This
car had everything Ð a real car lover's pride. It was still very hot
outside, but there was a light breeze up here, and some shade from the
trees.

"From this lookout you can really understand Walter Burley Griffin's
geometrical plan for the capital." Ruairidh was lecturing now, and he had
interested pupils. Colin Ð the sex athlete from the car-ride Ð was
suddenly the open-minded and questioning young student.

Ruairidh pointed out the War Memorial and the Anzac Parade and he told
about the river and the artificial lake. "On the other side you have the
Capital Hill with the old and the new Parliament Houses Ð and to the
right the City Hall with the modern city around it Ð very much like
cities all over the world. Our hotel is a bit more to the right, close to
the university."

"Will we have some time for sightseeing tomorrow?" Colin asked.

"Well, we have a much longer drive tomorrow, I guess about seven hours, but
I've planned some sightseeing after breakfast." Ruairidh placed an arm
around his brother's shoulder.

"We would love that, Boss!" Colin was the one who answered, and Bill nodded
with a smile.

Half an hour later they entered the very modern hotel. Colin smiled when he
went into the triple suite Ruairidh had ordered Ð a king-size bed in one
room and a rather narrow bed in the connected alcove. To tease the
brothers, Colin went into the small room and lay down on the single
bed. The blushing brothers did not comment, but Colin found the situation
very amusing.

"Thanks for the burger, Boss. Just what I needed before a hard session in
the pool. The guy in the lobby gave me a one day card for free entrance."
Colin was ready to leave. He had packed up swimwear and towels.

"I have planned a small walk-about this evening, if it's not too hot
outside, and then a supper by the lake Ð nine o'clock, eh?" Ruairidh
looked at Bill and then back to Colin.

"Perfect, Uncle. You really take care of us!" Colin hugged the man
tight. "I just need an hour. I'm so excited. A fifty metre international
competition pool; will be my first!" He almost tore down the door when he
left the room.

"In many ways he's still a kid," Bill said.

"A cute one!" Ruairidh kicked off his shoes, stripped off his t-shirt and
landed on the bed beside his brother.

"Could be good to have a nap," Bill commented.

"Old man, you had a nap in the car. We need a whisky and ice, don't we Bro?
Ruairidh placed an arm across his brother's chest.

"I'll make them doubles." Bill grinned. "I guess you need to recover from
the hitch-hiker business today. Don't you believe for a second that the
only wish from my young one tonight will be a late supper."


Colin headed for the huge arena just across the park. The number of cars
outside told of many visitors this late afternoon. The hotel-ticket gave
him free access, but he had to queue for entrance to the competition
pool. Colin wanted a lane if possible for his training.

"I'm sorry, young man, but the competition pool is occupied today. We have
a junior team from Melbourne visiting Ð but I will have room for you
tomorrow." The lady was very sorry. She saw Colin's disappointment when he
told her he'd be leaving Canberra in the morning. "Wait a second, son." She
used the phone and then smiled at Colin. "Upstairs, second right, A2
private changing room. Ask for Mr Jack." She pointed to the stairs.

The sound from a huge crowd shouting and laughing met Colin when he entered
the room. A man all in white, with a whistle around his neck, gave him a
firm handshake.

"You look for some competition?" The man with tight curly red hair, in his
early forties, pulled him inside.

"Well, sir, I have been out of training for more than a week now, but I'd
love to have a session if possible." Colin followed the man inside. The
whistle followed. It was suddenly deadly silent.

"Make room for this lad. He's from Scotland, I guess." The man looked at
Colin, who nodded. "You have had your break now, guys. We will start
another hard run in five minutes. Piss, drink and be ready!" the man
shouted. About 15 or 16 youngsters dressed in AussieBum speedos prepared
for the pool. Two guys about Colin's age pulled some equipment aside for
Colin.

"If you have valuables, give them to the coach," one of them said. "A real
competition then." The other guy grinned. Colin was suddenly a bit shy. He
was back in the high school locker rooms with common showers, but no reason
to let Mr Jack wait for him. He stripped off his t-shirt, shorts and thong
and was naked in seconds. A piercing whistle was heard. A blushing Colin
hurried to find his JustColin speedo.

"Come on, ladies! This isn't a strip show," the coach shouted, but he was
amused too, for sure.

With a towel around his neck Colin was very much like one of the group and,
when he took instructions and found his starting block, the only difference
between him and the others was his paler tan and the pattern of his
swimwear.

"Two hundred metres free, maximum speed! Go ready to start!" The whistle
sounded and eight sporting lads hit the water surface. Colin was happy for
this possibility. He was not the fastest but he was not among the slower
ones either. He even got nice feedback from the coach.

An hour went by very quickly and suddenly Colin was among a lot of naked
young men fighting for room in the common shower. At university at home,
Colin was privileged with partly private showers, and since he was a part
of the team, even a nearly private changing room. Now he was back like in
high school with joking, testosterone-filled air, and touching. Now Colin
began to compare the bodies. All the guys were shaved, even at their pubic
areas. Most of the bodies had visible tan lines, but some were tanned all
over. Some guys were well hung, some guys were smaller like him. Two boys
were cut, all the others had foreskin. Suddenly the shower scene became
very sexual and Colin grew an erection in the middle of the group. What he
had managed to prevent during his high school years happened fast. He had a
rock-hard hard-on.

"What the fuck. I'll never meet these guys again!" Colin did not cover up,
but went on soaping his body. Suddenly he saw another boner beside him, and
just after that a youngster were obviously jerking close to his butt.

The whistle blew. Mr Jack, who had been in the locker-room and shower all
the time, asked for attention. "No more play, ladies. Dinner in the
cafeteria in half an hour," he shouted. Colin hurried to his bag and found
a towel. Soon he covered his `little devil'.

The lads around were more interested in his swimwear than in Colin
himself. "Is it true that you have you own collection?" one guy asked. "Is
it true that you have your own magazine?" Another guy was very close.

Colin smiled and told his short story. He also said he was sorry that he
hadn't brought some of his underwear collection to give them. Now he just
dropped his towel and put on his sports-jock with the JustColin ribbon. He
turned around like a model, followed by cheering and whistling.

"Who would like my swimwear as a souvenir?" Colin held his speedo high in
one hand. All the youngsters put up a hand. "But how?" Colin was very
uncertain.

"Let's shoot for it!" one guy suggested, making very obvious wanking
movements with his fist. Colin had been into competitions like that more
than once over the years. There was enough testosterone around for a very
hot show. But then the coach appeared Ð now he didn't need to use the
whistle Ð the roar was enough. Soon afterwards the group was about to
leave. Colin was almost outside when he remembered his watch and his credit
card. He returned to the changing room and knocked the door to the coach's
cabin. The door opened immediately and Mr Jack invited him inside.

"They were freer today than normal with a guest among us." The coach was
dressed in a piece of underwear, next to nothing. Colin swallowed. The man
was obviously half-hard.

"IÉsir...please. I need my watch and my wallet." Colin swallowed
again. The man was a model Ð a fantastic athlete and in addition a hunk
that showed strength.

"Sorry, son. I almost forget." The man was close. "You look a bit stressed,
young man. Stiff muscles in your shoulders and your neck! He took care of
Colin's shoulders with both hands. Lie down, I'll loosen those shoulders
for you. Strip off your shorts, I'll find some oil." He placed Colin on a
massage bench. Dressed just in the tight sports thong, Colin was given the
most professional sports massage he had had in his young life.

"You must find a girl to help you with that dripping knob!" Mr Jack ended
the short massage by squeezing Colin's wet erection. "I'll give you my
business card. You said earlier that you leave for Melbourne tomorrow. We
leave tomorrow too. I'm taking my team to the beach for a New Year party
the day after. Call me if you feel like meeting up." The man handed Colin
his clothes and his valuables. Then he dressed and left. Colin didn't even
manage to say thank you. He was confused, a bit tired, and damn horny.

Still horny on reaching the hotel, Colin adjusted his hard cock inside the
tight shorts. He passed the reception and hurried into the lift. Two
well-dressed men entered at the next floor, but they were more interested
in girl-talk than Colin's presence. But when Colin left the lift, just when
the doors were about to close, he heard a wolf whistle. Satisfied with the
attention, he found his key and entered the suite.

A hot silhouette in the partly shaded room met him. Bill was fucking his
brother steadily. Ruairidh was kneeling doggie with his hips lifted high
like a willing bitch. The room smelled of whisky, sweat and spunk Ð no
doubt the sex had been going on for a while.

"Great, Colin. You are here at last. Get those rags off and give me some
help with this old man!" Bill gave his brother a hard spank on one buttock.

Colin was easy to ask. Naked he jumped onto the bed and found Bill's
lips. "You smell and taste of chlorine, son. Give that stiffy of yours to
my brother. He needs to be fucked in both ends if he is to cum again. He
spunked off like a teenager even before I was fully hard."

"But you are the bestÉ the best fuckÉ fuck!" Ruairidh was gagged when
Colin filled his mouth with both cock and balls. With both hands he took
hold of the man's bald head and pushed his cock deep. Bill grinned and
increased the pace. The 24 cm (9.5 inch) tool pounded his brother again and
again. Colin let Ruairidh have some air, and then he locked his head
again. The man was dripping. Bill wanked his brother's dark brown hanging
erection while he continued his heavy fucking.

"Suck his cock, son, and give him your juice. He needs some refreshment,"
Bill commanded. His brother said nothing.

On his back Colin crawled underneath the huge man and found his dark
dripping cock. At the same time, he spread his legs and lifted his hips. A
young and an old guy formed a sexy 69 while the old one was fucked deep and
hard by his brother. The situation for Colin was fantastic. A great sucker
sucked him, while his mouth received the man's cock like a man-cunt every
time his dad pounded him.

"IÉergh!" Colin tied to shout. He lifted his hips and sent volleys of
spunk into his uncle's mouth. At the same time his uncle gagged him. The
huge spear filled Colin's mouth and throat. He did what he could to get
loose, but he was caught. Ruairidh went into his second orgasm. Colin's
fingernails on the man's balls made him lift his hips. The spurts that
could have choked the youngster, splashed all over his face and upper body.

"Don't clean him! I want to see him drenched!" Bill commanded again. "Turn
around, son, and open up for me. You'll take my cock, eh?"

Colin, still on his back, turned around and pulled back his own legs. Bill
grinned when he saw the slutty face in front of him. He caught some of his
brother's spunk and opened Colin's arse with it. His cock was fat and wet
from his brother's inner body, and even without foreplay Colin took him
easily. Bill knew how to penetrate his son the way he liked it, somewhere
between light pain and heavy pain. By watching Colin's eyes and tears he
knew when to push and when to take a break. Soon Bill bottomed inside his
young lover.

"Rim me, Bro!" Bill looked at Ruairidh who was relaxing after the double
orgasm. As if he woke from far away, he dived into his brother's hairy ass.

Without words Bill fucked his son and lover while his brother played with a
hole he had treated in many ways years ago.

"I'm close, Daddy. I have to, please allow me?" Colin shouted as Bill
fucked him hard. Moments later clear spunk was shooting from his cock and
mixing with his uncle's greasy spunk that still was dripping from his
face. Bill withdrew and wanked his huge weapon. He took hold of his cock
with both hands, and pointed at his son's face and open mouth. Soon spunk
from three men covered the young body.

"Take his arms!" Bill commanded his brother while he took care of Colin's
legs. Together they lifted him from the bed and carried him into the
bathroom. They let him sit down in the shower cubicle. Colin knew what was
coming. Ruairidh looked at Bill as if he was uncertain. Bill grinned and
pointed at Colin with a half-hard man-cock. "Let's clean our baby boy,"
Bill said, and let his yellow fluid hit the young body. Colin opened his
mouth and took care of his dad's juice. The brother still hesitated.

"Come on, Boss! Give me the down-under version!" Colin smiled when the man
started a softer piss. After a successful acceleration he could follow his
brother all the way.

A slutty Colin let his body lie down in the corner. He lifted his legs and
let his own half-hard little knob do the rest of the cleaning with his own
yellow shower.

Minutes later Colin turned on the tropical shower. The huge shower area had
room for all three. Soap, shampoo and creams made the three visitors ready
for a tour outside in the hot Canberra night.

***


"I could eat a horse!" Colin commented when they passed some restaurants
and looked at the menus. In tight city shorts and a white partly-open
shirt, he was a subject that attracted attention in the crowded city. The
old ones felt very comfortable in his company.

"We take a small walk first!" Ruairidh was in command now. "Let's go down
to the lake - Lake Burley Griffin." He pointed out the well-lit lake in the
middle of the city. "If the wind comes from the right direction we should
hear the National Carillon placed on Aspen Island."

Three columns, 50 metres tall, formed the carillon tower, a very dramatic
piece of art.

"I know that song!" Colin suddenly stopped. Colin's voice was thick. He
swallowed. "All I want for Christmas is you!" Colin found Bill's hand and
squeezed it.

"Let's try the restaurant across the square," Bill suggested. "You said you
wanted beef, Colin? Well, there's a painting of an ox in the sign so I
guess that's the place for us."

The group was heartily welcomed, and assisted to a small platform with a
view to the lake. The outdoor table was cooled with fans and
air-conditioning.

"How would you like your beef, young man?" The grey-haired butler had been
hovering around Colin since they arrived. Both Bill and Ruairidh felt
almost neglected, but for Bill this was not a new situation.

"Bloody rare, please! Colin grinned. "With some green-pepper sauce and
mashed sweet potatoes, okay?" He smiled at the old waiter who blushed like
a young girl.

"That man stripped you in his mind, son. I hope he remembers our pre-dinner
drinks." Bill put a hand on Colin's knee.

Soon a young waiter in black trousers and a tight Chinese-style shirt
brought the cocktails. Now Colin was the one to smile. His dad and his
uncle looked at the youngster with partly open mouths. He was a dream of a
boy Ð his round butt filled the tight trousers. Colin placed a hand on
his dad's knee. "Take care, Daddy. I'm still here!"

The meal was great and so was the beer. Colin ended his meal with a triple
banana split with strawberry jam and chocolate. He had trouble when he left
the table. Both the old-fashioned butler, and the young service-minded and
very sexy waiter, were well tipped when the three tourists left for their
hotel.

"Don't you think we need a gin tonic to round off the night?" Ruairidh
placed an arm around his brother. They passed a bar just outside the hotel.

"You two take your drinks, please!" Colin stopped. "I need my beauty-sleep
now, and I know you ordered an early breakfast, Boss. I'll find my bed,
guys."

"Youngsters nowadays, bad stayers!" Ruairidh grinned and then he hugged
Colin tight. "See you tomorrow, son. I will love to show you two my
business in Melbourne."

***


It was almost midnight, after two bar visits, that the two brothers found
their suite. They found young Colin asleep, naked and half-hard, on top of
the single bed in the alcove.

"No way! I'm not going to sleep behind your farting ass, Bro. Bring that
young lover of yours to the bed where he belongs." Ruairidh helped Bill to
lift the young body that slept like a piece of meat, and carried him to the
double bed. Bill smiled when he watched his brother care for the young
body, cared a bit more than natural perhaps, letting his hand follow
Colin's front, touching his nipples, and then touching the growing knob and
the warm balls.

"Maybe you would like toÉ?" Bill started.

Ruairidh interrupted. "I need a piss, and you have to take care of this
Adonis Ð too sexy for an old man like you, but he's made a damn good
choice in life!" The Australian hugged his younger brother, and left for
the bathroom.

Bill turned to the bed. Colin, still far away in dreamland, had spread his
legs. One hand played with his full erection and the other hand's thumb was
sucked as if it was a teat. The sight made him both fatherly and horny.


To be continued