Date: Tue, 9 Aug 2016 17:08:15 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 43

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This story is written in collaboration with my friend Fred in Norway and it
is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions
and BDSM activities between a young man (18 when the story begins) and
older men.

Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com



COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES

Chapter 43

Colin hurried into the sitting room at home, happy to see that his father's
friend Bruce was still there. He went up behind the man on the sofa and
hugged him and then kissed him on his cheek.

"Good to see you, Bruce. Happy New Year I must say. Both Dad and I missed
you on New Year's Eve, but I understand that you had to stay with Johnny's
family when they just were back from Hong Kong." Colin was excited. He had
so much to tell the family friend. "I'll bring you another beer, guys. I
could do with one myself," he said as he went to the kitchen.

"What have you been up to, kid? You have oil all over you. Maybe you should
clean up before we get too much dirt on the carpet!" Bill looked at Colin
who was barefoot, but with some oil on his jeans and on his face.

"Yes, I'd better, or you might give me a red arse again, Dad. You remember
the first time you spanked me, the day after we met for the first time?
Dirt on the carpet after doing the lawn, remember?" Colin grinned and
looked with loving eyes at his Daddy who looked down and blushed.

"Aye, that was quite a welcome in my house," Bill said. "But still, you
have stayed here for five years so I can't be too bad to live with. Have
you been in an accident orÉ?

"Don't worry, Daddy," Colin interrupted from the kitchen. "Kenny had a
small breakdown in his car. There's always something going wrong with his
old car. Kenny asked me to say he was sorry for not popping in to say
hello, but he was in a hurry to get back to Glasgow and find a garage. He's
currently staying in our room on campus, some quarrel with his `old man' I
think."

"But I had a one hour driving lesson today so I'm happy about that." Colin
pulled down his oily jeans, and folded them up for cleaning. Without
shyness the young man sat down in a tiny pair of childish-patterned boxers.

"I have to get my driving licence in a hurry. I don't know if dad has told
you," he said as he looked Bruce, "but I am about to sign an international
contract for modelling, and the company is sponsoring me with a new car to
use for a year. I was told yesterday that I had been chosen for the
job. They even sent me a draft of the one year contract."

"That's really something!" Bruce grinned.

"And the car is his when the year is over," Bill supplied, very proud.

"What sort of modelling?" Bruce asked, "Hard porn for grown-up ladies?"

Colin was the one to blush now. He took off his sweatshirt and stood up,
naked but for the tiny boxers. Then he turned around like a model.

"Maybe you will see me like this on posters in Glasgow City Centre this
year," Colin teased.

"Wish you were without those briefs though, Colin. Then it really would be
something, eh?"

"Like this you mean?" Colin stripped off his boxers, and turned around
holding the underwear in front of his stiffening and quite visible cock. "I
am to `sell' the underwear you know. This is a prototype but without the
brand printed on it."

Bill thought that Colin was about to leave for the bathroom, but his horny
friend wanted more of Colin. "Please let me feel your skin, baby. It's been
months since last time." Bruce looked at Colin who looked at Bill.

Bill nodded and smiled. "You two have some fun then. I'll make a late lunch
for all of us. Colin saw that his daddy had a very visible bulge when he
left for the kitchen.

Colin went up to the waiting Bruce who hugged the naked teenager and then
ran his hands over the back of his body, then all over his front. He rubbed
his nipples, his small round and hard balls, and his stiff, and again
dripping, cock. It only took him seconds to put Colin's cock into his
mouth, to begin licking and sucking like it was a piece of candy. Colin
felt Bruce's familiar hands around his buttocks and without any preparation
he had two fingers from each hand into his arsehole. Colin screeched at the
sudden finger penetration, but his pre-cum was like an eruption.

"You are wet inside your arse, Colin. Must have been quite a driving
lesson, I should say," Bruce whispered. "I thought that this Kenny was into
girls though."

"Yeah, he is," Colin whispered. "But he had been without a fuck all
weekend, so he screwed me like crazy in his car just before I came home. It
is his spunk you can feel inside me."

The dirty talk from the young man made Bruce wild. He stripped his jeans
and underwear off in one single movement, pushed Colin down on his knees,
and presented his very thick cock. Colin opened his mouth and Bruce's
plum-like cockhead nearly filled it while the man's hairy, heavy balls
slapped his chin.

"So my dear super lover, you are wet and ready to be fucked, I
understand. Your old man saw that when you came in from your horny mate."
Bill was standing behind Colin, and the boy knew what was about to happen
when he felt his hips being lifted. His daddy's cockhead pressed against
his arsehole.

The double fuck that followed was short and hard. Bruce had probably been
in bed with Johnnyboy all weekend following his return from holiday but he
was still as horny as a stallion. And Bill had been hot since his masseur
departed without giving a happy ending that morning. The pair spunked
inside the two ends of Colin after less than five minutes.

After Colin cleaned both men, he pressed them down side by side on the sofa
and invited them to open their mouths. He then let them share a large
amount of fresh young boy-cream.

Colin kissed the two and said, "I'd better go and clean myself up now,
Daddy. I could eat a horse. You are the best guys, the very best." He
kissed the two friends again, took all his clothes and ran for the
bathroom.

"I guess he needs at least three to be satisfied." Bill grinned at his
friend when they had calmed down from the heavy excitement.

"I could believe that he really is your son, Bill. He must have inherited
his virility from you." Bruce smiled as he at his old friend whom he had
known from childhood.

***


"You want to punish me, Dad?" Colin looked at Bill who had been very silent
after Bruce's visit.

"Why should I punish you, son?" Bill looked back.

"Because I stripped for Bruce in front of you, inviting him to have sex
with me," Colin answered.

"It was great for Bruce. He was very lonely the week Johnny was in Hong
Kong. But perhaps you are due a little punishment for acting the way you
did." Bill grinned, letting Colin it was to be a playful punishment.

Colin started to push down his trousers.

"No more spanking for a while, Colin love. Your skin must rest and heal
now, but I think I will punish you in the bathroom." He took the boy in his
arms and carried him upstairs.

Using the belts from their bathrobes, Bill tied the sitting Colin with his
arms behind his back and his legs spread wide. He now had full access to
Colin's balls and very erect cock. Bill undressed and looked at the waiting
kid. He went down and took a hard grip around the young cock, pulled his
foreskin over his cockhead and put a clothespin on the stretched skin.

"Okay Colin, try to piss now. Come on. Try to, try hard. Think of it like
you are cumming, feel the light pain, let it hurt a little," Bill
manipulated the boy's balls, then he put two clothespins on his
nipples. "Now piss baby, let it flow for me."

Colin closed his eyes and he felt his nipples starting to be very
warm. Then he suddenly got the feeling that he about to piss in his pants
without wanting to. That's what Colin told Bill afterwards. Colin's
foreskin looked like a small balloon now. He started to leak his yellow
fluid, and then came the explosion when the clothespin was removed and the
heavy pressure was suddenly reduced.

"I'm cumming!" Colin cried. "I'm cumming!" The yellow stream was followed
by a combination of piss and spunk. Colin had an orgasm different from
anything he had felt before.

Bill stood in front of his young boy. "You ready to take my piss, slave?
Are you ready to drink my yellow liquid?"

"Yes, master. Please master, give it all to me." Colin opened his mouth and
put his head back.

But Colin had to wait. Bill was as hard as Colin had been, and he worked a
bit with himself before he was able to start the golden shower. He started
to hit Colin's cock and balls with his stream, then he went upwards and
soaked Colin's hair, his head, his face and his upper body before he sent
his fluid direct into the boy's open mouth. Colin drank all he got from his
daddy's cock.

The two, daddy and son, lovers, hugged and caressed each other in the
shower afterwards. "Thank you for the punishment, Daddy," Colin smiled.

"I forgot to tell you that I've been invited to see Mr Granville at his
mansion tomorrow Ð something about the big New Year event," Bill said as
he looked at Colin after carrying him to their bed. He just kissed the boy
very lightly on his forehead. Colin was in dreamland already.

***


"Hello Thor. I'm happy for your call." Bill was on the phone with Colin's
professor and friend. "First of all, thank you for those unforgettable days
in Norway. Are you still in Lillehammer or back in Glasgow?"

"No. I'm actually calling you from York. I had to stand in for a colleague
at a conference at the Jorvik Centre, you know the Viking centre here. I
have to stay in York for some days before I can go back to Glasgow," Thor
sounded a bit stressed. "I really miss our mountain days together. I think
we could have managed another night without the kids too. What do you say?"

"Not too late is it? Another trip could be arranged." Bill sensed the hot
invitation and was annoyed at himself when he felt his cock growing stiff
again. He had missed the usual morning sex with young Colin.

"How is Colin after the work in London? I talked to Olav who was happy to
receive emails from him every day since Christmas." Thor said, changing the
topic.

"Colin left for Edinburgh yesterday. He is to sign a modelling contract,
and attend an interview for a European magazine. I sent our solicitor from
Glasgow with him, so he's in good hands. But he was very lonely when I
spoke with him last night. I'll see him back tonight I hope." Bill was
still a bit worried about having sent Colin alone, but both he and Mr
Reynard had already accepted the terms set up by the modelling company.

"That's really something. But what about his studies?" The professor
sounded a bit worried.

"They won't suffer. Colin is very determined on that point. He's first of
all a full time student, and he has set himself goals to perform well at
University." Bill had been worried too, but knew that Colin could manage.

"But I sent you the email because I have an offer for you," Bill
continued. "I'll cut a long story short. We have talked about this cult
organisation - the men with the rings that's occupying Colin's mind. I
understand that you would like to do some research about those guys, and
now you have the chance."

"Really Bill, what can I do? Sounds interesting. I remember you said
something about a rite of passage." Thor was very excited and talked
quickly now.

"I have told the High Priest..." Bill laughed. "Sorry Thor if I'm not
serious enough, that you will take my place beside Colin in a sort of
father-son rite at a New Year gathering at Brickwall Mansion next week. You
remember we chatted about that?"

"Yes I do, of course I do. Assuming Colin is happy with me in what should
be your position. I guess you will just be watching to see that our jewel
is not hurt in any way?" Thor was certainly interested.

"I will be there, yes, but will not take any part. Your job is to take the
daddy/father role. I was not told much about the tasks, but you will get
your briefing before the start of the ceremony, I'm sure. Anyway thanks for
calling. We'll stay in contact." Bill ended the call. He had not told Thor
that he probably had to fuck Colin in front of an audience, but Bill knew
he would love it.

***


The evening before:

Colin was half watching some stupid TV programme after his telephone chat
with Bill. He did not feel comfortable alone in the Edinburgh hotel room
and he had no wi-fi for Skyping with Olav.

Colin brightened when he got a phone call from the magazine editor Mr
Sieger, who said that the Germans just had arrived from London. They
invited him to join a planning chat for the next day's work.

The editor for "Young Fashion" brought a woman journalist and a
photographer with him. Mr Sieger greeted Colin with a tight hug.

"Nice to see you again, Colin. Hope you are happy that you were
chosen. There was little discussion, by the way. You were the unanimous
choice. Mr Beroni, would have given you the job in London there and then,
but you know the agency had to follow their procedures." The editor talked
very enthusiastically, and gave Colin little opportunity to speak.

"And now meet Anna and Frederic. They will work with you tomorrow," Mr
Sieger continued.

"Nice to meet you both. I look forward to showing you some of our beautiful
Edinburgh," Colin gave them his hand and his very open smile.

"I know you have a formal meeting with the model agency and your lawyer
tomorrow morning, but I hope you will be ready to start the photo session
about eleven," Mr Sieger said as he showed Colin the sofa.

"We need to use the daylight," Frederic said, with a smile. Colin thought
he was a man very much like Don, even wearing a similar waistcoat for his
photo equipment.

"Did you bring the kilt?" Anna asked.

Colin grinned. "Strange to wear a kilt when you want promote underwear,
isn't it? But yes, I brought my kilt." Colin winked at Mr Sieger who looked
down and almost blushed.

"Maybe good to put it on before we go to the castle." Anna smiled too, and
both she and the photographer prepared to leave.

"Perhaps we'll see you all for breakfast?" Mr Sieger more ordered than
asked. "I guess you want to see what nightlife the city has to offer
now. I'll keep young Colin company before I have an early night."

"I'm not sure about that early night," the photographer whispered to his
colleague when leaving. "It's not often Mr Sieger comes with you on a job
like this," Frederic added as he looked at Anna.

"Never, but he can't resist fresh meat, can he?" Anna grinned.

"May I offer you a drink, Colin? What would you like? A beer, a juice or
something else?" Mr Sieger opened the minibar.

"Just an orange juice, please sir. That will do," Colin answered.

"Please just call me Klaus when we're alone together," Mr Sieger
grinned. "We Germans are not as formal as you believe over here." The man
sat down beside Colin on the sofa, very close.

Colin knew this game and he suddenly thought of Bill and his advice. "Be
careful when you're alone. Even those you trust may have a hidden agenda,"
Bill said before he left home.

On the other hand Colin felt lonely, and he was in a way very attracted to
the German guy who looked older than his age. He also had a sweet and
innocent way of making contact. Colin remembered his wish about keeping
their little bit of fun in the toilet in London secret.

"I think I want to go to bed," Colin said. "I need to be fresh for the
photo session and the interview tomorrow, but maybe we could meet for a
swim tomorrow morning. I read that the pool opens at 7am, and I love the
idea of a swim before breakfast."

"I would love that. I'm quite a good swimmer, but please show me your hot
body again before you go to bed. And don't be afraid, baby. I'm far from a
bully, and I wouldn't harm you for anything in the world," the man nearly
begged now.

"You want me naked then I guess?" Colin stood up in front of the man and
started to take off his shirt.

"Please wait Colin, let me." Klaus pulled Colin closer and very slowly
started to undress him. When shirtless Colin felt very aroused from the
man's warm and playful hands. He felt his cock stiffen and his nipples were
already erect.

"May I lick your tits? They look ready to be eaten." The man's hands
hovered over them.

"Go on, lick them. You can bite them if you wish." Colin was suddenly as
horny as hell. "Harder please, harder," he nearly cried, as he took hold of
the man's head and pressed it to his chest.

Klaus stripped Colin while working on his upper body, then moved down to
take Colin's wet dick into his mouth, and to cup the boy's buttocks
firmly. Suddenly Colin took command. He started to mouth-fuck the German
with fast thrusts. Klaus took the treatment with tears in his eyes and
heavy coughing, but after a while he managed to pull back from Colin's
dick.

"My new boss is a softy," Colin thought. "I have to give him something to
remember."

Colin withdrew and looked at the tearful face. "Am I too hard with you?"
Colin asked.

"No, no, please go on." Klaus reached for Colin's balls and tugged him
close again.

"Let me undress you first," Colin said. Without tenderness Colin nearly
ripped the clothes off the man. He felt that the German wanted to be
dominated by him.

"Give me your cock," Colin brutally used one hand of the man's hanging
balls and the other on his 10 inch (25 cm) timber-dark and very veiny cock.

"Let me send you to heaven, Klaus. Be all mine now. Forget about
yourself. Think of me as your master for a while." Colin forced back the
man's foreskin and found his string and used the tip of his tongue to tease
his cock. With two full hands he crushed the big cock like a piece of
fruit. Klaus shot his hips forward and whined when Colin put his tight lips
behind his glans and turned it from brown to dark red.

Colin did not wank him now. He just pressed and pressed the foreskin and
the veiny cock. He had to be careful not to go too far but he guessed as
long as he didn't use his teeth, the man could take a bit of pain. The
German whined with his eyes closed. When Colin increased the pressure, the
man started to shiver. "Stop," he cried, "No please don't stop," he whined
again. The pre-cum was dripping from him.

With two hands around the huge cock Colin put his tongue on the swollen
glans again. The man roared and sent his first spunk out of his tight
piss-slit. At the same time Colin loosened the pressure a little and pulled
the cock into his own mouth. The mouth was more than filled with man-juice
when he finished.

Colin pushed the German down in the sofa and climbed onto his chest. The
man looked as if he knew what was coming because he opened his mouth and
took care of his own spunk dripping down to him from Colin's mouth. Colin
let him swallow and swallow again. Then he put his own cock into the man's
waiting mouth. And now he didn't ask for help. He just fucked his new boss'
mouth and as far into his throat as a boy with just over 4 inches (10 cm)
could manage. To make some show of it, he roared too when he sent his load
deep into the man's struggling throat. But Klaus took it all, and when
Colin turned around and put his flaccid cock into his mouth for cleaning,
he nearly fainted on the sofa.

Colin was about to dress when a ringing sound was heard from the open iPad
on the table. A young shirtless lad showed up on the screen. "It's my son,"
Klaus said. "I guess he is able to Skype me now. There was no signal
earlier."

"How old is your son, sir?" Colin went out of the dominant role.

"He's seventeen, a great guy," the naked and still shaky man answered.

"But..," Colin was about to ask more but found it very impolite to go on.

"I was only seventeen when he was born. The girls loved my cock you see,"
he grinned.

"I can pretty well understand that, it's still a beauty." Colin was the one
to grin now.

"See you for a swim tomorrow morning, sir. Thanks for taking care of me
here alone." Colin put one hand on the man's shoulder. He was a bit
confused when he saw that the man switched on the webcam while still naked.

"Not my business," he thought. "Maybe I could try a net handjob with Olav
if the wi-fi is good." His cock was still stiff after the heavy mouth fuck.

***


"So how was the photo session this morning?" Bill asked when Colin was back
beside him in bed at home.

"It was fun. They had closed the pool to the public and the lady came into
the changing room with the photographer while I was still naked. Well that
was okay, because it made me stay pretty flaccid inside the swimwear they
gave me to put on. Then we did some shots by the pool." Colin
yawned. "After lunch we went to the castle and shot a lot of pictures,
first with me in the kilt, and then just in boxers. Not sexy I think,"
Colin moved closer to Bill.

"No joking about your kilt and underwear?" Bill knew that this was always a
story for foreigners.

"All the time," Colin answered, "but they were lucky. Heavy wind up there,
and they managed to take photos from behind when my kilt was blowing up."

"And you said not sexy, baby. What can be more sexy than your naked bum?"
Bill cupped Colin's buttocks.

"If you go on like that I'm going to cum on the bed, daddy. Why don't you
lick me instead?" Colin was still horny after the long day.

"But I want to hear about the interview," Bill was teasing Colin's little
cock and took care of the pre-cum, licking the fingers afterwards.

"Silly stuff dad, stupid. If you have read one presentation in a teenage
magazine about a so-called new face or new model, you have read them
all. You will have a copy before it gets published next month. But please
fuck me now daddy, fuck me hard. My arsehole has been tight since I left
you."

Colin pulled his legs back, nearly around his own neck. He was the one who
begged now. When Bill rammed his thick 9.5 inch (24 cm) cock into him, with
only their own pre-cum as lubrication, the youngster roared while he
squeezed his daddy's nipples with his fingernails.  "Yes Dad, pound me
now. Show no mercy, tell me I'm only yours."

Bill told him that in the way he knew his kid loved, with a hard fuck
without breaks, sending them both to heaven together. Colin's spunk covered
Bill's body hair. Colin used his hand to collect the love-cream dripping
from his own arse and rubbed it over his chest. Then the two sticky bodies
came together as they kissed each other hungrily like one body on top of
their king-size bed.

***


"Why don't you call Mr Morrison?" Bill asked Colin who had been wandering
restless around in the house the last few hours. "Maybe he can fit in some
driving lessons for you. Then you don«t have to wait until you get back
for lessons in Glasgow."

"Didn't he retire years ago? I could call Kenny. Maybe he can help. He
knows everybody." Colin did not show any patience when he wanted action.

"Mr Morrison knows you from the swimming pool when you were at school, and
I saw him with a student in his car just days ago," Bill went on.

"I guess he will remember me. Mr Morrison helped loved to visit the locker
room, especially when we came out from the showers. I liked to give him a
show." Colin grinned now.  "Maybe I could pay him for some lessons the
natural way. You have heard about that, haven't you daddy?"

"Just pub rumours, lad. I've known him nearly all my life and he's a nice
man. And you will just be driving with him, not going to bed with him, eh?"
Bill saw that Colin was in a teasing mood when he picked up his phone.

Colin was like a kid when he rushed back to Bill in the kitchen. "He'll
pick me up outside the house tomorrow morning at ten, and if I want, he
could give me some more lessons this week. I love you, dad!" The young
student and soon-to-be model suddenly acted like a very normal teenager.

***


"How was the lesson, son?" Bill hugged Colin when he came back from town
the next day.

"Adam was very pleased with me. He said I need some night driving lessons
but he thinks I'm ready to take my test. He said you had done a good job
with my driving practice, Daddy," Colin was very pleased.

"Adam?" Bill looked at his son. Mr Morrison was a rather formal 70 year old
gentleman. Bill didn't think he had heard anyone use his first name.

"Aye, that's what he told me to call him. We are old mates from the
swimming pool you know, that's what he said!" Colin grinned.

"And he didn't try to rape me in the backseat of his car in some dark
woods," Colin went on teasing. "He was very polite, but I guess he loved
that I had my loose tracksuit on and no underwear because he had his hand
on my upper thigh more than once. " Colin was so close to Bill that Bill
could feel the boy's erection.

"You are unbelievable." Bill rolled his eyes.

"Please don't believe all I say, daddy. But you didn't give me a morning
fuck today, remember. We were both in such a hurry. What about a small nap
now Dad? It's still my holiday remember." Colin took Bill's hand leading
him upstairs. Bill put one hand between the boy's legs and squeezed his
balls. His young lover giggled.

***.


Colin was surprised when he saw another young man in the car when he was
picked up the next evening for the night driving lesson. The guy was the
same age as Colin, and from same high school, but the two barely knew each
other. Colin knew the other guy as `Tower', a very tall kid who was in the
school's football team.

"Observing another driver from the backseat is a good method when we do our
night training," Mr Morrison explained to the lads when they started. "You
start in the front Colin and Chris, you observe. We will change over after
thirty minutes."

Colin was a bit nervous having the other lad just behind him, but forgot it
all when Mr Morrison started to give orders. Colin had tight boxers on
today so when the man placed his hand on his upper leg, he didn't find his
balls as easily as he did yesterday. Instead he went on and placed his hand
all over Colin's crotch and gave it a squeeze. The young driver yelped and
made a visible involuntary movement with the car.

"You must always try to keep in control, even if something unexpected
should happen," Mr Morrison commented without taking his hand away from
Colin's stiffening cock.

"Okay guys, change over now." The car has stopped at a petrol station. When
the two boys met outside the car both of them grinned. "Keep your eyes on
the road when that crazy man takes hold of your huge bulge," Colin
whispered when he observed the other boy's tenting.

"I'll let him screw me if he gives me free lessons," the young one
whispered back. This is just my advertising." He took a very sexy grip
around his visible pole as if he was wanking.

Colin couldn't see what was going on in the front seat and Mr Morrison gave
him very clear observation jobs. But he saw that the very mature driving
instructor looked at him from time to time in the extra rear-mirror, and
when Colin put one hand down in his boxers playing with his stiffy in the
dark backseat, he kept his eyes steady in the mirror.

"I have an extra offer for you guys," Mr Morrison said when they stopped
outside Colin's home. "I think you will pass your driving test, but you
should know a bit more technical stuff about cars. I invite you both to an
open class in the garage behind my office tomorrow evening at seven. Hope
to see you there, Colin. You did well today!"

Colin went in through the kitchen door, remembering that Bill was playing
cards with Bruce and his friends that night and not wanting to disturb
them. Suddenly the kid, still horny after the driving lesson, felt very
much alone. Then he thought about Olav. He hadn't chatted with him for two
days. He hurried up to the bedroom, undressed completely, found his iPad
and Skyped with his Norwegian friend.

***


"You better put on those overalls, guys. It's quite dirty in the garage and
you will get oil on your clothes when you work with the engines and crawl
under the cars. It's very warm inside so if you want to, you can skip
t-shirts as well."  Adam Morrison talked to the four young guys who sat
beside each other in the garage employees' mess room.

Colin knew Chris from yesterday's driving lesson. The other two were
unknown to him, but they smiled, chatted and made jokes. The four were
about to undress, but Mr Morrison did not leave the room. Colin remembered
that attitude from the swimming pool's changing room. He often stayed
inside when the lads got naked. Colin regretted that he was commando, as he
usually was these days when he wore baggy clothes, but he did not care and
in minutes he was completely naked.

Mr Morrison handed him the smallest overall he could find. "I see young
man, you are still sporting your old habit of going without underwear," he
grinned.

"Better for my small one to grow in full freedom," the lad answered with a
grin too. Even small the overall was too big for him, and because it had
some missing buttons at the sides, it allowed a clear view of Colin's hips
and even some view of the side of his buttocks when he moved. The performer
loved the outfit, and stored the look in his head for a later stage
performance.

Chris was in the tiniest briefs you could think of. His huge cock was very
visible even flaccid and he took some time adjusting his package for Mr
Morrison's benefit before he put on the work gear.

The room smelled of a combination of oil and young manly scent, a very
erotic smell. Together with the rough material of the overall, this made
Colin's cock stiffen and he kept his erection when Adam Morrison later
tried to help him crab backwards under a car and without hesitation grabbed
Colin's tenting boner. Instead of pulling away, Colin pushed up against the
man's hand. Adam Morrison, as the old lover of young men, knew how to take
that signal.

It was a good and meaningful practical lesson for the young men, and after
two hours intense work it was time for a break. The two lads unknown to
Colin had to leave in a hurry to catch the last bus back home, but Chris
and Colin sat on a bench, sweat and oily. They were both shirtless and
hairless, with the top half of the overalls pulled down.

The two were about to strip completely for a shower when Mr Morrison
entered. The man who was seventy years old had taken off his t-shirt too
and just tied his overall top around his waist. He was very hairy as Colin
remembered him, but for a man of his age, he was in very good shape.

"You still have your six-pack, sir. I remember how you teased us when
swimming," Colin was uncertain how much to say with Chris present.

"I still do my workout every day. I have my own mini-gym back here, you
know. Want to see?" the man responded. He turned around and went through
the garage. The boys followed. The room was quite big, filled with
equipment for strength training, and beside that tyres and wheels of
different sizes.

"The old car stuff is the best for training, free and very usable." The man
lifted a wheel above his head. On one wall there were two really huge
tyres.

"Must be from a heavy truck," Colin thought, but he did not want to be too
curious so he did not ask how they were used.

On the front wall was a large TV-screen. When he saw the boys looking at
it, he commented, "When I run on the treadmill here I usually look at some
videos. It can be quite boring without it. If you have time one evening,
you could come over here and take a session with me. I can show you how to
keep your stomach in shape." With one hand he followed his body from his
nipples all the way down into his trousers. Colin guessed that he even
squeezed his cock.

"You lads want something to drink?" he looked at them.

"Aye sir, very much. It's quite hot here," Chris said.

"Okay, walk over there and kneel, both of you." Mr Morrison pointed to one
of the corners. There was drain in the floor and a water hose on the wall.

"Kneel both of you, kneel at once." The older man was commanding now. He
opened his overall and revealed that he was naked underneath too.

Colin moaned when he saw the man's half-hard cock for the first time. It
was an old man's cock, thick and long, veiny, dark brown, with a lot of
hair around, but the low-hanging balls had been shaved. "If that's a
grower, then it will be quite a weapon," Colin thought.

"Open your mouths kids, and don't let me spill any on the workers'
overalls. Take grandad's juice." He took his cock in his hand rolled the
foreskin back and showed off an even darker cockhead with a red piss-slit.

Colin was as horny and hot as ever, and followed the instruction without
hesitating. He knelt with an open mouth. He was a bit surprised that Chris
followed without protests or questions. "Guess he has been here before,"
Colin thought when Adam placed his cockhead just inside Colin's waiting
lips.

The piss flow started immediately. The man must have been desperate for
this. The flow was nearly too much for Colin to swallow, but with wet eyes
because of gagging, he managed. Mr Morrison was able to stop his pissing,
and turned toward Chris. "Open up, lad. Open up your beautiful lips for
me. All open, good!" The man sent a yellow spurt into the boy's open mouth
and filled it with piss and foam before he put his cock into Colin's mouth
again.

Mr Morrison started to mouth-fuck Colin now while he continued
pissing. From time to time his cock filled Colin's mouth completely and
Colin was near to gagging, but he managed to take the man's last yellow
drops.

"You did well, boys. Not a drop on the men's overalls. Hope you liked the
drink! You'd better undress and go have a shower, but first I have
something to show you guys. Please sit down." The man was back to his
normal way of speaking. He went over to a computer and soon the boys saw a
list of videos on the screen.

The movie, a bit blurred first, showed the room where they sat. It showed
the wall with the huge truck tyres. Then two shirtless, young, long-haired
men went up to the tyres and stood close with their backs to the
camera. Both of them took off their jeans and then their briefs. Their
white buttocks were a sharp contrast to the black rubber tyres.

The next scene showed the two boys fully naked with their legs spread while
they seemed to be embracing the tyres with their arms. Both their legs and
their arms were bound to the tyres by chains.

"These two stupid bastards stole one of my cars before Christmas and
collided with a stone bollard. I told them they could choose to take a
punishment from me or face a report to the police for theft and damage. You
can see what they chose." Mr Morrison was a bit excited now and his voice
was husky.

On the screen they could see the man taking off his belt and start to beat
the guys. The force was rather limited. Colin could see that, but even
though the sound was bad they could hear the boys howling and begging the
man to stop.

"But why did you put plugs into their bums?" Colin was really curious.

"Well, I wanted to test if they were as macho as they pretended to be. The
one on the left howled as if he was being killed when I put in a quite
small butt plug, but the other one just grinned. He has had bigger items in
his arse before so I had to give him a bigger one." Both Colin and Chris
could see that Mr Morrison became more and more excited while telling the
story.

"I would like to try that one day," Colin suddenly said. "I have seen guys
in porn chained to lorry tyres. It looks exciting."

"Why not try it now? I can chain you up and even make your butt glow if you
want to try. You have done this before, Chris. I guess you will join young
Colin here and show him how hard a footballer you are, eh?" The man gently
punched the tall, thin guy's shoulder.

"But I hate the belt you know. Couldn't sit for days after you filmed me
last time," Chris was straightforward with his answer.

"Okay, I'll forget about my belt then. Look here, chose your `weapons'
yourself." Mr Morrison opened a tool cabinet on the wall. Beside tools for
car repair there were different whips and tawses and even butt plugs and
didos, and a huge strap-on. "Quite a collection for a quiet village driving
instructor," Colin thought, handling a traditional school tawse over to the
man, while Chris selected a rather innocent-looking cock whip.

"I guess a teacher is familiar with the tawse." Colin grinned.

Adam did not answer but went on, "Choose your butt plugs then."  The man
loved the situation, letting the young men choose their own punishment.

"I don't want a plug. I want your cock, and I want it deep and hard," Colin
was horny and direct now. "No more games," he thought.

"You know what you're asking for?" The man pulled down his overall and
showed off a boner that made Colin swallow twice. The seventy year old man
presented a 12 inch (30 cm) cock, all thick and veiny from cockhead to
root. He gave the cock some jerks as if to frighten the younger.

"I'll take it if you prepare me properly." Colin touched the instructor's
cock with his small hand, but found it impossible to get his fingers around
it all.

"I'll prepare you all right. Now undress, both of you, and walk up to the
hose," the man pointed at the corner.

The boys undressed quickly. Colin was already naked under his overall, and
Chris stripped his tiny black underpants off. Two very different guys stood
in front of the man : one small and looking younger than his real age with
a small rock hard erection, the other thin and tall, showing a boner almost
double the size of Colin's, with a wild black bush around it.

"Bend over! Open your tight arse!" The now naked man put the tip of the
hose into Colin's arse. "Tell me when you have got enough inside." Colin
hated enemas, but did not protest. Chris got the same treatment. "Now off
to the bathroom and hurry back. I'll wait with the chains."

The boys would normally have been very embarrassed sharing a toilet, but in
this situation they just grinned and emptied. "The old man is a jerk, but
he doesn't give you a bill for your lessons after this. I've paid for
twenty lessons with sex. I don't mind sucking him, but he's never gonna
fuck me, never!" Chris told Colin, and himself, while hurrying back to the
garage.

All chained up, side by side, on the two huge lorry tyres, Mr Morrison
started to caress the boys' backs and buttocks. He even used his fingers to
open their arse cheeks and lightly touch the puckered holes, the one all
hairless with hard hairless balls below, the other dark hairy inside his
crack, and low-hanging almost brown balls.

Adam Morrison spat in Chris' arse, licked a medium-sized dildo and pushed
it inside him. The boy screamed at first but purred like a cat when the man
set the button for the vibrating function.

Spitting on his fingers again, he pushed one finger, and then two, into
Colin's arse without warning. He found his love knot without problems and
smiled when he saw the clear liquid dripping from Colin's cock. This sight
made the man even hornier. He reached for the tawse and wrapped it around
his fist. The sound in the air before the leather landed on Colin's bum was
frightening, but made Colin ready for taking it like a man.

The first stroke marked both Colin's buttocks. The second stroke marked his
upper legs. After five strokes without a sound from Colin, the man checked
his skin and even his stiff cock. He then gave the crying and shouting
Chris the same treatment with the cock whip after pulling his dildo out.

"Please stop. Please stop!" Chris shouted.

"Okay, but you accepted my terms!" Adam did stop, but went back to
Colin. "Nod if you want more." Colin nodded; the result was five new
strokes. Again the strokes landed just across the bum as most of the first
one did. Colin's legs shook, but the only noise was from the tawse. The
boy's bum, lower back and upper legs were all quite red now, but his cock
produced pre-cum as if he was about to cum.

Mr Morrison unchained Chris and turned the now flaccid boy around. He went
down on his knees and sucked the youngster who very quickly became fully
erect again. "Now open Colin for me, Chris. Push your tool into him. You
are both wet enough."

"But I have neverÉ"Chris protested. "Shut up, stop behaving like a
kid. Fuck your mate here for God's sake. He is horny as hell. Go on. His
arse is better than any cunt you have struggled to get your man-cock into,"
Adam ordered.

Chris spat in his hand, lubricated his cock, pushed back his foreskin and
placed the cockhead at Colin's entrance. Colin did his stunt, opened his
arsehole and pushed back before Chris managed to think. It was Chris that
moaned when his cock was all of a sudden inside Colin.

"Now fuck him, boy. Let me see how you perform when you do what straight
youngsters sometimes think about when they wank night after night. Think
about how many mates you have wanted to suck and fuck, Chris. The whole
football team you told me once." Adam had fingers inside Chris now when the
tall boy fucked Colin like a mad man. He was the one that kept the speed
up. With his other hand he both wanked himself and used his fingers to
collect Colin's pre-cum. The dirty talk and the action was too much for
Chris who started to empty himself inside Colin. Volley after volley of cum
filled the youngster's arse, but Chris' cock had been too thin to give
Colin full pleasure.

"Give me your cock now, sir. Please sir. Fuck me for real now, and do it
hard," Colin begged, still in chains. The man was on his knees using his
lips and tongue to collect Chris' spunk dripping out of Colin's
arsehole. Most of the juice he swallowed with joy, but some he used to
lubricate his own 12 inch (30 cm) erection.

The old instructor grabbed a tube of KY jelly and used it to coat his
blood-filled cock, thankful to have taken one of his blue pills a short
time earlier. Then he gave the chained boy's hole a large dollop of
jelly. He placed his huge weapon just outside Colin's opening. Colin tried
the same tactic from the earlier penetration, but in vain. He was not open
enough to take `the beast'.

"Don't be so slow, sir. You can better than this," Colin spoke through
gritted teeth. The pain was heavy when Mr Morrison very slowly penetrated
his young driving student's hole. And the man didn't hurry. He went on with
his slow movements. Again Colin tried to push onto the cock, but he was not
able to do it. This man's monster had reached the limit of the young lad's
arsehole.

The man held a small box up to Colin's nose. Colin turned his head away
quickly. "No drugs for me, never," he said sneering.

"It's not drugs. It's just some painkiller, nitrous oxide," the man
continued, "but your choice, kid." He threw the box away and at the same
time rammed his cock the last few centimetres into the lad. Colin howled.

"Yes, yes, hold it there, just hold it a little. It's great now. I have to
piss and I have toÉ" Colin was sweating as the man pressed against him.

"It was like a pole inside me. With you and Kasim it can be hard when your
cockheads burst inside me, but then when the head is inside the pain turns
to pleasure," Colin said to Bill when they were in bed that evening. "But
this dick had the same size from the head to his balls. The cockhead was in
a way smaller the shaft. Never seen a cock like that."

Mr Morrison started to move with long and heavy strokes. "Yes sir, do it
like that. I'm so filled up, I have toÉ oh, I cumming sir, I'm cumming!"
Colin was sending his spunk all over the black rubber tyre. It dripped all
the way down to the stone floor. "Sorry sir, sorry. I couldn't hold back
any longer, I couldn't." He nearly cried when the man continued his
fucking.

"Release Colin's hands from the chains, Chris. And bend forward,
Colin. Hold onto the tyres with your hands. Give me better access. You can
take more, son?" Adams voice was softer now. Colin nodded and smiled. He
felt comfortable now and wanted the man to go on.

Adam fucked Colin for all of twenty minutes or more. The boy whined and
moaned when the huge tool went on with the job.

"I guess his spear softened a little after a while," Colin said to Bill in
bed. "But then I felt the man start to breath right in my ear and his cock
was growing again, and filled me, but with pleasure now. Just pleasure."

Colin realised that Chris was sucking his dripping cock now, and then he
felt that the man was about to cum. Adam's ejaculation was felt by the
whole of his young body. The man rammed his cock into him, and Colin
started to spunk again. The old man was like a tiger now using his nails on
Colin's chest and nipples and he did not stop his fucking even after he had
filled up the boy with his spunk.

The boy exploded inside Chris's mouth, again and again. And then the
strange thing happened. Seconds later he had another orgasm, and then a
third one. It was as if the spasms never stopped even if he was nearly
empty now. Then he felt that he was pissing. Not in a long stream, but like
his white eruptions. Colin managed to stop, but Chris was quite soaked from
Colin's juices.

"I have had a cumming like that once before," Colin said to Bill, "and it
is like heaven and hell at the same time. But it was crazy, crazy. I
remember that Mr Morrison and Chris helped me to the locker room and laid
me on a bench. I have no clear memories before Adam gave me water to
drink. The lukewarm shower and Chris' hands all around me was a very happy
end to the garage visit though." Colin spoke slowly with his eyes closed.

"You are a bit red, and a bit swollen," Bill said. "But you are stiff again
and you made me horny as well." Bill kissed the boy he loved so much before
the pair drifted off to sleep.


"Did you pay the bill for the lessons?" Bill asked Colin the next morning.

"Mr Morrison never gave me a bill," Colin looked up from his second bowl of
cereal.

"Then I'll go over to him later on and pay. I don't want you to be any debt
to that man. Then he has you in his net. I know all about that. Now eat
your eggs and bacon while they're hot."  Colin saw that Bill was not to be
questioned any further just now. Bill rose and gave Colin a kiss on his
forehead.



To be continued