Date: Wed, 16 Nov 2016 11:24:32 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 48

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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 48


"What an invitation?" Kenny said to himself when he opened the door to the
campus room he shared with Colin. The dirty and oily Kenny grinned when he
saw his mate lying naked on top of his bed with his legs spread, his cock
for once nearly flaccid, and with Kenny's dirty sports jock covering his
nose and mouth. The tall and sporty Kenny was happy for the sight, and he
knew that just a little touch from his lips would be enough to get his
friend's little cock to rise up.

"I have to clean myself first. This damn car is gonna kill me one day," he
thought while undressing. First he threw his hoodie on the floor, then his
baggy tracksuit, and then his boxers, which were far from white now. The
sight of his kid-like roommate, and the thought of what he hoped to get
later, made the stallion present a cock that the youngster on the bed
always admired. If Colin hadn't been asleep he would have seen that the 10
inch (25.5 cm) circumcised cock was shining. When the owner used his hand
to adjust his low hanging soft balls and pushed his weapon from side to
side, small drops of pre-cum could be seen in the red coloured piss-slit.

Kenny found a towel and hurried to the bathroom. The university campus had
a rule about not showering after 11 pm, but he had to clean himself
properly before he could join his mate in bed.

With half an eye open, Colin had seen Kenny undress. He used his hand on
his cock and spread his legs even more before he went back to dreamland.

Dripping and horny Kenny was back in front of the bed. "Strange that Colin
hasn't moved his bed back to the wall," he thought. "Maybe he hoped the two
of us would get together tonight Ð a good idea. A fucking good idea." He
knelt on the bed in front of Colin and took his stiff cock into his warm
mouth and sucked it like a piece of candy.

"Why is your hair so wet, Kenny love? You're tickling me," Colin whispered
still with Kenny's dirty sport underwear over his face.

"I had to wash up. I had oil all over, even in my hair. That damn car broke
down again and I had to get help to get it to a garage." Kenny filled his
mouth with Colin's dick again. The moaning youngster put his hands on his
mate's head and raised his hips a little, forcing his friend take as much
as possible of his 4 inch (10 cm) cock into his mouth.

"Please come close to me for a few minutes, Kenny. I've missed you, you
know. I have waited for you tonight, waited for so long." Colin put his
arms around the bigger boy and laid his head against the bigger lad's neck
and throat.

Kenny was not the foreplay kind of guy and, since from time to time he had
to say he was straight, he was not much into kissing either. But now he
looked Colin directly in the eyes. "I've missed you too, Kiddo. Damn, how I
have missed you!" Then he grabbed Colin's face and kissed him hard and
deeply, his tongue worked all inside the responding Colin.

"Then fuck me now, and fuck me hard. Just as only you can." Colin had one
hand around the wet and sporting stallion's big cock. "No one your age has
a cock like this, buddy," Colin said with a grin.

"And nobody can take it like my Kiddo." Kenny spanked Colin's arse
twice. "But I want to see your face when I screw you, Kiddo. We'll do it
missionary, okay?" Kenny already had fingers inside Colin's tight hole.

"You do it just the way you want. Just take me doggie if you want to, I'll
ride you and I'll suck you till you spit your cream all over me. Just go
on. I can't wait any longer. But please open me, Kenny. Please lick me as
if I was your bitch. I'm a bit sore after the weekend you see." Colin
groaned when Kenny finger-fucked him with his big fingers without
lubrication.

With force Kenny turned Colin into a 69 position. "Now taste the real
goodies instead of that stinky piece of cloth you sucked on." Colin didn't
need to be asked twice. He began working on the big cock he had longed
for. He sucked and licked and even nibbled the circumcised cockhead very
carefully. Beside his Daddy, nobody had a cock like Kenny, not even his
stage lover Kasim.

"Kasim's cock is nearly as big as yours," Colin told Kenny once. "But your
cock is living all the time; Kasim's is more like a dildo."

Kenny was horny. Maybe too horny he thought, but he guessed he could make
it more than once that night, and he knew Colin was without limits when
they were fucking. He turned Colin around on his knees.

"Give me your fucking ass." Kenny was never loving in his language. "Give
me your beautiful boy-pussy, Kiddo." Kenny gave Colin two more quite
friendly spanks before he moved his mouth between the smaller boy's
buttocks, made his living tongue like a small cock and then went inside the
boy in seconds. He spat onto Colin's entrance, and he made the boy cry for
his cock.

"Come on, give me your horse cock, Kenny. I can take it now. I have waited
all day. No cock inside me today. I'm almost like a virgin." Both the mates
grinned.

"I'll give you virgin, Kiddo. Give me your hole, my first for many days."
Kenny had Colin on his back, his legs above his own shoulders, and his huge
cock penetrated the boy without mercy. Colin screamed, but asked for more,
and more, and more. It was a hard and violent, but very short fuck. Colin
was the first to cum. He sent his spunk all over his body from head to
belly, and when Kenny came seconds later he withdrew his huge cock from
Colin's arsehole and pushed it towards Colin's waiting mouth. The first
shot landed in his mouth, the remaining six or seven eruptions over the
boy's face and upper body.

Kenny used his big hands to massage the spunk from both of them all over
the kid-like mate of his. Then he licked him clean.

"My girlfriend won't even taste my cream," Kenny said when he fell down
beside Colin. "She said that only animals taste their own semen." Kenny
said this last sentence in a very girlish manner.

"Let's be a bit like the animals then." Colin licked a dripping white drop
from Kenny's chin.

"Why this bed arrangement, love?" Colin had his arm around his mate
relaxing. "You were expecting a thunderstorm or what?" The only time they
had put their beds together was during a heavy storm when Colin's huge
stallion, now lying beside him, was as scared as a kid.

"I invited my girlfriend to stay overnight yesterday, but she never turned
up. Guess her folks didn't allow her." Kenny was using his hand all over
Colin's body.

"Not this boy's habit," Colin thought. He responded by playing with Kenny's
dick that was growing again very fast.

"I haven't had my cock in any hole - beside our fast screwing in the car
the other day - since long before Christmas," Kenny sighed. "Bob, my second
bro, is teasing me all the time. Just sixteen, he is fucking like a rabbit
and I'm getting nothing."

"And how is the young one? How is Alex? Does he still remember me?" Colin
smiled thinking of Kenny's little brother who got his spunking debut in
Colin's bed just some months ago.

"He wants to come with me to my next rugby game, but mainly just so that he
can stay overnight here I think. You are his great star, you see," Kenny
said before biting Colin's earlobe.

"What are you up to, mate! Trying to get me hot again? No need for more
chatting Kenny, I'm hot as hell. You want me to ride you? "

"I'm not good enough Kiddo, not good enough for her!" Kenny's eyes grew
darker. He was still thinking of his unwilling girlfriend.

"Who could be better than you love, who else?  Let me give you a long ride
nowÉ a really long ride." Colin stopped speaking, then he opened his arse
with his hands ands lowered himself on the waiting pole.


The sky had started to send the morning sun through the east window in
their small campus room when Kenny very silently put a blanket over his
mate's naked sleeping body. They had fucked and chatted all night. Kenny
was happy that neither of them had lectures until after lunch that day. He
was also happy for his young friend who had told him all about his
modelling job, and who had offered him a `job' as his chauffeur and as
Colin had put it, "as his bodyguard against crazy teen girls." Kenny was
happy for both parts of the job.

"Who will help you with crazy teen boys then?" had been Kenny's question.

"If there are any, I'll be happy to take care of them myself," Colin had
proclaimed.

***


Colin hadn't expected to be invited to a meeting in Amsterdam but here he
was in a taxi on the way to the city centre. It would be a short visit -
he'd stay overnight and then go back to Glasgow tomorrow. Bill was with him
of course but Colin knew all the decisions today would be up to him.

"You're very quiet," said Bill, squeezing Colin's hand.

"Just thinking, Dad. I wonder what these people want from me," said
Colin. "Mr Reynard said they were happy for my films to be seen by a
restricted audience but they still want to see me before sending me the
contract to sign."

"We'll soon know," said Bill. "But if you're not happy, we'll just walk
away. You can make enough money to pay your way through university without
doing porn films."

"You're right. I shouldn't worry," said Colin with a smile.

A few minutes later the taxi pulled up outside the offices where they were
to meet the porn company executives. Reynard was waiting at the entrance to
greet them. "I'm very happy to see you both," he said, shaking Bill's hand
and then hugging Colin. "There's nothing to worry about so just relax."

Minutes later they we're sitting down in front of three businessmen. After
the usual preliminaries, the chairman said, "We've seen the short movie
made by Mr Reynard's cameraman and we're very impressed, Colin. You look
good and you obviously enjoy gay sex. We use a bigger film crew though. Do
you think you'll have any trouble maintaining an erection in front of
several strangers?"

"Not at all." Colin smiled. "I love having an audience."

"Okay," said the chairman. "We think you'd be perfect for our twink movies
but Mr Reynard says you don't want to be in DVDs which go on sale to the
general public. Can you tell us why?"

Colin nodded. "I'm hoping to become a teacher when I finish at university
and I wouldn't want any of my pupils to see me getting fucked."

"You don't want to fuck others?"

"No, I'm a bottom only," replied Colin. "And I prefer older men."

The chairman whispered to the man on his right then faced Colin again. "I'm
sure lots of men would enjoy watching you being fucked. And we would be
happy to have you appear in the special films for our members only club."
He paused and glanced at Mr Reynard. "Have you been told that our special
films can be rather...em, kinky?"

"Kinky is good." Colin grinned. "Mr Reynard knows I am adventurous when it
comes to sex."

"What kind of things do you like? Be frank." The chairman looked directly
at Colin.

"I love sucking cock and being fucked. I'm into rimming, dildos, spanking."
Colin paused then smiled before continuing. "And tit torture, cock and ball
torture, and piss play. Oh, and multiple partners."

The chairman's eyes opened wide. He looked at the men on either side of him
and then said, "I think we have got ourselves a new star, gentlemen."

"Assuming we can agree the rate of pay," said Mr Reynard.

Colin looked at Bill and smiled. They were both thinking that money was
Reynard's priority.

But Colin saw a small frustration in Bill's face.

"You heard Colin's offer gentlemen, but there are some limitations. My
son's skin is not to be broken, no blood whatsoever. No fisting. Colin can
take huge cocks and dildos, but he doesn't want his arse stretched too
much. And I will just mention Ð Colin will not be doing any breathing
control activities. His brain health is too important for experiments."
Bill was very serious. "Can this be written into the agreement?" Bill
looked at Reynard first, and then he looked at the chairman.

"No problem sir, not at all. We will be happy to shoot movies with this
young guy without these extreme activities. And we are not doing movies
that pretend to be real rapes or real torture. That's not our business. If
we did so, we would lose a lot of our daddy-son members," the chairman
answered.

"About the rate of pay," the chairman looked at Mr Reynard. "I think we can
reach an agreement. We pay above other studios when it comes to our
'restricted audience' films," said the chairman.

"Do you have any questions, Colin?" The chairman was to end the formal
part.

"Yes. I'm happy to work with your film crew but I'd like Don - Mr Reynard's
cameraman - to be involved sometimes," replied Colin. "I've worked with him
a few times and I wouldn't feel embarrassed doing kinky stuff in front of
him. We have also discussed a few ideas for movies."

"I'm sure we can work something out with him," said the chairman. "His
technique is good. Can you give me an example of the sort of movie you want
to shoot with him?"

Colin smiled. "Sure. One idea was for me to be picked up by a black man in
a public toilet in London. Then when we reached his hotel room there would
be two other black men waiting and all three would fuck me."

"You are willing to be fucked on camera by three black men? Three big black
men?" asked the man sitting on the right of the chairman.

"Yes, if Don is the cameraman," said Colin. "Three big black men with big
cocks."

The chairman and his two colleagues huddled together and whispered. Then
the chairman stood up and held his hand out to Colin. "We will accept your
conditions. Welcome on board."

Reynard winked at Bill. As he had predicted, the movie executives were
eager to have someone as hot as Colin working for them.

After a small break and some soft drinks they moved to the studio with the
three executives. Colin and Bill were presented to two of the company's
cameramen which, as in London, comprised of one mature man and one
youngster.

"We use two cameramen at all times," the chairman explained. "We want
realistic scenes with few interruptions, so one camera is following the
whole action, the other isÉeh.. shooting close-ups." He looked at the
grinning Colin who to Bill's joy had clearly charmed the porn director
during the interval.

"From time to time we also have a still picture photographer on the set,
for documentation photos and advertising teasers," the chairman explained
before he asked everybody to sit down. "If you have no objections," he
looked at Colin now, "we have decided that we will shoot a test video with
you this afternoon - a full length video. We would like to have the whole
crew so we can see how you react."

"Cool. Okay for me," Colin answered while looking at his dad who
nodded. "Who will be my top?"

"We would like you to chose, Colin. It's important that you feel
comfortable. We have three local guys that for sure will love an extra
job. And what a job?" The man looked at his colleagues with a huge smile.

The man next to him handed Colin three photosets. "Take your time, they
will all do a good job on you," he grinned.

Colin looked through the pictures and was ready after just a few
minutes. He had made his choice, the only black man among the three.

"Why did you choose just him?" The chairman wondered.

"Because his eyes look so kind," Colin answered with a devious and teasing
look on his face. Bill rolled his eyes. He had also received the pictures
to look through and was quite certain that it was something else than the
eyes that had triggered his son's choice. He looked at the stallion of a
black man, with a cock - even flaccid - that had an impressive size. Bill
could not help it but he felt a thrill in his own balls when thinking of a
fuck scene between Colin and this hunk.

"Is it possible for me to meet the chap for some minutes before we shoot
the love scene?" Colin asked. "Just the two of us."

"Love scene! Nice word in a porn studio," one of the men whispered but got
a reproving look from his boss.

"You will see to that, Timmy," the chairman looked at the young
cameraman. "You know the hunk, don't you?"

Bill smiled when he saw the youngster dressed in cut-off denim shorts
blush. "Not only professionals around here," he thought.

"Son." The chairman looked at Colin now. "Some of us have seen the teaser
film you made in London, but our cameramen haven't. They will also need to
check your natural body light. Before we take a lunch break they would like
to see you out of your clothes. The rest of us can leave if you'd feel more
comfortable."

"Please stay, gentlemen. You will be staying to see me fucked later today I
understand, and I guess you want me naked then." He looked at the men
around him with the same teasing smile. Bill knew his Colin. He knew who
was in charge now.

The confident lad went to the end of the small room, just beneath a
spotlight and found his place on the small podium. "I wonder how many
youngsters there have been for a dirty audition just there?" Bill wondered,
as Colin with his head held high peeled off his white t-shirt. Then, like a
professional, he adjusted his hair before he put his hands on his hips and
with wide legs pushed his small bulge forward. His tan from summer was
still good.

Colin turned around and quite slowly opened his belt and pulled down his
black jeans. The kid had put on a silky white sports jock underneath - very
convenient when he bent and showed off his round naked butt. He even
managed to open his crack a little without the use of hands.

"It was as silent as inside a grave chamber." Bill painted the words for
his friend Bruce the next day at home. "One of the men had opened his mouth
and was staring like a hungry wolf at the cutie on the platform." Bill, the
writer, was not in lacking in words when telling a story.

Colin turned around, placed his eyes on the chairman, then found his
already erect nipples and squeezed them, tugged them and twisted them,
before he tortured them with his fingernails. With his head back and his
eyes closed, he moaned softly. His small cock grew inside his jock and in
the strong light there was a visible wet spot at the front of the jock. The
kid was horny and showed it.

The young star let his hands slide down the sides of his body, found the
elastic and pulled the jock off in one movement. With his legs spread he
showed off his stiff dripping cock to the audience. With one hand he played
with his balls, cupped them, and in a way let them get free from his
body. Then he used two fingers to press his foreskin all the way back. When
his cock was standing upright and the wet glans free, he used his muscles
to press forward drops of clear pre-cum. The liquid dripped in a long
sticky thread from his cock, visible in the spotlight. A camera click told
him that the older cameraman had captured the moment.

Colin lay down on the floor with his butt near the onlookers. He lifted his
legs up to his head and spread them. Then, with one finger, he penetrated
his tight-looking arsehole. Not a hair on his body, not a mark on the lad's
skin. The very short arse display ended when Colin did the opposite
movement. He lay down again, pressed his heels and his shoulders down in
the floor, and made his very visual bridge. His small, but very stiff
erection, was now the highest point of his body. With one hand he gave his
cock some wanks, before he very elegantly lay flat again. He had ended the
show. The audience applauded and the young cameraman whistled.

The chairman looked at the older cameraman. "Did you get it all?" The man
nodded.

Mr Reynard both saw and heard their communication. "This tape will cost
them," he said to Bill when they left the room for the lunch-break.

The cameramen still worked with light measuring instruments close to the
naked Colin. He was very pleased when he saw that even the older one had a
long stiff cock close to making an escape from his low-cut safari shorts.

"If I'd had more time, I could have sucked that man. He was really horny
after my show." Colin sat beside his dad and was into his third open
sandwich.

"You better keep your juices until you meet your chosen stallion," Bill
said.

"Jealous, Daddy?" Colin put one hand on his dad's crotch.

"Just wait until tonight and I'll show you who your real man is." Bill
squeezed Colin's balls under the tablecloth.

***


"Hi, boy. You must be Colin." The broad-shouldered, very black man filled
the door of the small dressing room in the film studio. He lifted one hand
for a high-five, and a grinning Colin responded with the same gesture. The
man's eyes were just as kind and smiling as Colin had believed, and the
bulge in his loose training gear was even more inspiring.

"So you're the new porn star I've heard about." He put arms around the boy
who was almost too overcome to speak. His head was pressed quite hard
against the man's chest, and the man's cock was clearly touching Colin's
lower parts, enough to make the boy aroused before they even sat down.

"Aye, I'm Colin, but I'm far from being a porn star." The two sat down on a
bench.

"How old are you? I didn't know you were as young-looking as this. Mr
Reynard must have pissed in his pants when he met you." The huge man
grinned. "By the way, my name is Jo." He gave Colin his hand. "Jo for
Joseph. Some even call me Horny-Jo. You can guess why."

"And my room mate at Uni calls me Kiddo. You can probably understand
why. But I'm nearly nineteen, and you, you're quite young to be a daddy,
eh?" Colin found Jo's smiling eyes.

"Old man you see, just forty. The boss told me why you said you chose
me. Don't believe you. Every teen looks for my cock, not my eyes." He took
a solid grip around his freeballing cock.

"Okay, my second look was at your cock, but I must like your eyes if we are
to make love." Colin put his hand on the man's upper leg. Jo did not reject
the touch, even if it was unusual for him that a boy like Colin should make
the first move.

"Who has told you that porn is about love?" Jo spread his legs a little and
Colin moved a bit closer.

"Nobody, but I want it to be. Can't we just go in there and make love
without thinking of the whole bunch standing around?" Colin was very close
to the man's balls.

"You ever made love, as you call it, with a lot of people around?" Jo
sounded surprised.

"Yeah, I have actually, but I must fancy the man that fucks me, and think
he's there just for making me happy. Then I'll make him happy."

Jo listened without comment. He took Colin's searching hand and put it on
his stiffening cock. "But can you take a monster like my cock without me
hurting your little pussy?" Jo showed signs of getting aroused.

"I've just seen pictures of you soft and would like to see your hard wood
before I answer," Colin replied with a grin.

"No problem. Your hand has already made me fucking hard." Jo stood up
pulled his tracksuit down. His black shining cock with a dark red cockhead
was just in front of Colin's eyes.

"As long as Kenny's," Colin thought. "And as thick as Dad's."

"Great cock. I'm going to love being stuffed by that one." Colin very
carefully touched the tip of the wet glans. "May I taste your clear juice?

"Go on, but spare some for the set, kid. You're making me really horny
here."

Jo took the back of Colin's head in both hands and pulled him against his
dripping cock. Three mouth jerks and Colin stopped. He was about to be so
horny that he was afraid he would cum even before the filming started.

"Great mouth boy, really great. What else can you offer? The boss wants a
rough fuck and I assume you know that," Jo said he stripped off the rest of
his gear and sat down naked.

Colin was the one to stand up now. He stripped off his t-shirt. "You may
play with my nipples," he said, "If you fancy that."

"May I suck your tits then?" Jo pulled Colin tighter.

"You can bite them too, but no blood," Colin answered.

"Don't worry, I've got my instructions," Jo said. Colin moaned when the man
used his rough tongue on his erect nubs. Colin whined when the stallion bit
them. The lad was so wet inside his small underwear that anyone could have
been mistaken for thinking he had pissed in his pants.

"Please stop Jo, or I'll spunk before you get your cock inside me?" Colin
pushed the dark man away.

"May I take a look at your love-stick then?" Jo stripped down Colin's
jeans. "My time to taste your juice." The porn actor used his mouth to suck
and lick Colin's pre-cum from his nearly see through white bikini.

"You think there is a hidden camera here?" Colin whispered very close to
Jo's ear.

"I'm sure about that. There always is, but they never publish anything
they've filmed if you don't agree. But somebody will be having a great wank
out here, you can be certain!" Jo did not whisper. He pulled down Colin's
underwear and just looked when the young one pulled back his foreskin and
let the man taste the real goodies.

"Be happy for your cock skin, boy. The shaman bit mine off, just before I
was sent to Europe." Jo cupped Colin's balls and squeezed them quite
hard. "You take some ball torture as well?" Colin nodded silently but with
tears in his eyes. The squeezing was really hard.

"You show me your pussy, love?" Jo turned him around.

"I have no girl pussy, horny man, but I have a good, tight lovehole for
you." Colin bent down with his hands on his knees while he spread his
legs. Jo spat three times on the boy's arsehole, then wet his
fingers. Without hesitation he filled Colin's hole with his fingers, all
three of them. Colin yelled. "Enough man, I want to walk tonight when my
dad takes me to gay Amsterdam. Find some lube for God's sake!"

"Just relax. Amy will fill you up before the set," Jo grinned.

"Amy, who's that?" Colin turned around again.

"The makeup girl. Nice lady, but her fingers will kill if you are dirty
with her." Jo gently thumped the boy on his chest. Colin did not like the
thought of a lady fingering him.

"We better make some plans for the set then. The director gave us free
range, and if possible they will make it in one take without breaks," Jo
informed Colin.

"May I kiss you, Jo?" Colin suddenly asked. He wanted to see how
professional this black man was. "I've heard that professional porn actors
never really kiss."

"I'm not a professional porn actor," Jo said. "I do porn quite often, and I
strip in a gay bar, but I work as anaesthetic nurse as my main job."

"Really?" Colin was surprised.

"So can I kiss the nurse?" Colin sat himself in the bigger man's lap and
put his arms around his neck. The kiss was long, tender and hot. Their
tongues worked inside each other mouths, and with closed eyes Colin was for
a short moment far away again.

"I think I can make love to you in there," the porn actor said. "But I am
so afraid to hurt your beautiful body. "

"Don't hurt me, Jo. No need for that, just turn me on and I'll
respond. I'll tell you when or if you cross my limit. I want you to have a
good time in my bed as well." It was the first time `Horny-Jo' heard an
expression like that from a young bottom guy. He gave the boy another
tender kiss.

"The cutie is wrapping the bully stallion around his little fingers." The
porn director looked at the young cameraman Timmy, who had been wanking his
long, young cock in secret inside his monitor enclosure. "But maybe he is
too soft for this business. We shall see." He called the makeup lady to
start her job, and instructed the crew to be ready for shooting in ten
minutes.

"Maybe you want to wait in the lobby, sir." The manager who normally wasn't
in the studio while shooting, looked at Bill. "There's a lot of good model
pictures to look at out there."

"I'll stay here, thank you," said Bill. That's what he had promised his son
and partner.

"You must stop them if they go too far with me," had been Colin's last
words when they went into the studio some time earlier.

The three from the management team waited along with Bill and Mr Reynard. A
light man, a sound man, three cameramen, and then a very young redheaded
director, gathered around the scene made up to look like an elegant hotel
room. The makeup lady entered too.

"She is there to supply us with fake spunk if the producer is not happy
with the cream we produce ourselves," the professional guy had told Colin
in the dressing room earlier.

"I hope to cum twice," Colin had proclaimed without hesitation. "If you are
good, and I'm hot enough, I'll stay hard after my first spunking, so just
go on fucking me, and I'll cum again. I haven't cum since my morning fuck
today so my balls are filled up." Jo had just smiled. This young man had
given him some performance anxiety for the first time in years and it was
too late to take one of his blue pills.

Jo and Colin were standing just outside the studio lights, Jo in formal
black trousers, white shirt and tie, Colin in typical skater gear and
shaggy-looking hair.

"All ready?" The director looked around. "Act!" Instead of a clapperboard
he just clapped his hands.

The tall black man nearly dragged Colin by the shoulder into the room and
pushed him onto the bed.

"Don't try to run away from me, silly boy! You think you are clever eh?
Stupid, that's what you are! You belong to me, forever. Understand? " The
man yelled at the boy who tried to cover his face as if he waited for a
slap.

"Sorry, Daddy. Sorry sir, I didn'tÉ" Colin whined.

"Don't be a wimp. Take your punishment. Strip off, you know the rules,
don't you?" The man dragged the trousers off the boy, then he ripped off
the dirty t-shirt. Colin was still covering his face while one camera
focused on the wet spot in the boy's tiny white underwear. Colin had a very
visible erection.

Jo started to undo his belt. "Please don't hit me, sir. I will not run away
again," Colin begged.

"Turn around!" Jo dragged Colin to the end of the bed, and with a single
movement he stripped off Colin's tiny briefs. Then he used his legs to
spread the lad's feet apart. Colin's erect cock was seen between his legs,
very visual in front of the white linen on the bed.

"Keep your hands behind your neck boy, or I'll bind you." Jo raised his
arm.  The first stroke hit Colin's buttocks without warning. Not a sound
from the kid now. The second stroke from the solid black belt hit a bit
lower. Still not a sound from Colin, but he lowered his hands and tried to
cover his bum with his hands.

"Keep your hands away or I'll tie you to the bed!" Jo yelled and gave
Colin's hands a stroke too.

When the next few strokes landed Colin moaned, higher in pitch every time
the belt hit him. His buttocks were turning pink. Bill had to turn
away. Even though he himself had spanked Colin many times with different
tools, he did not like to see other persons spank his boy.

Colin yelled now. The last strokes had been very painful even if he had
been told that the belt was specially made for the purpose and even added
some artificial red colour to the sweaty skin.

"What have you learned now, boy? Jo gave him one last very hard stroke.

"Not to run away from my master," Colin acted sad, but he was happy that
this first part of the movie was about to end.

Jo took the boy's shoulders, turned him around quite roughly, and made him
sit on the end of the bed. The director looked at the cameraman and nodded,
very pleased that Colin still sported a heavy erection. In the studio
lights they could see a very dripping cock after the heavy spanking.

The black man took off his tie and then opened his shirt and stripped. Jo
was really muscular, and the front of his body was covered with short, very
curly black hair. He took off his shoes and stood in front of Colin.

"Strip me, boy!" he said. Colin opened the man's fly and pulled down his
formal trousers. Colin pretended to be very frightened when he saw Jo's
huge bulge in a shiny white silk jock. The onlookers had a close-up view of
the man's round and very sexy butt. Jo pulled Colin's face tight to his
bulge. Colin sniffed and used his lips.

"Make me hard boy, and show me that you are really sorry."  Colin used his
small hands to strip Jo from his last piece of clothing. There were two
fully naked sexy bodies in front of the cameras. One small but muscular and
very well shaped youngster, who you would guess was not more than 15 or 16,
and then his daddy and master, a black hunk who towered over him.

Jo took hold of his own growing cock and slapped Colin's face with it. He
slapped hard on both sides more than once. When Colin opened his eyes he
showed tears. He told Bill afterwards that he was just surprised and a bit
angry.

From the side the viewers and the cameras could now see the young man
swallowing the huge growing cock. This was Colin's specialty and after few
minutes the black man was showing off his 10 1/4 inch (26 cm) huge cock,
free of foreskin. They could also see and hear that this man was really
horny, not just acting for the movie. And the teenager used his tongue and
his lips and, without instructions, he managed to give the cameramen all
they wanted.

"Trained actors don't do it better," the boss whispered to Bill when the
young man cupped Jo's balls and gave them a heavy job with his tongue.

Suddenly Jo grabbed Colin and pushed him onto the bed, before climbing up
to sit on top of Colin's legs. "You thought I was finished punishing you,
stupid. The red butt is just the beginning." Jo's voice was hard.

"Please don'tÉ" Colin tried to protest.

"Keep quiet boy or I'll gag you." Jo used his fingers to pinch and squeeze
both of Colin's nipples. He pulled the tits and he twisted them hard,
before he held one nipple with two fingers and then with the other hand
nearly tortured them with his fingernails. Colin yelled, and he yelled
again, but in the monitor that followed the close-up camera Bill could see
that Colin was still super hard and that his cock was oozing pre-cum. His
boy was playing and did not care about all the people around. Bill almost
had to laugh when he looked at the young cameraman and saw that he had
forgotten to zip his fly in the short denims he wore. His hard thin cock
with naked glans was very visible inside.

The atmosphere in the small studio was electric when Jo used his mouth and
teeth on Colin's nipples. Every time Jo bit his swollen nipples Colin
whined, but with a sort of pleasure. "Yes sir, more sir, bite me, bite me!"
Colin yelled and started with his now free hand to wank himself furiously.

"Who gave you permission to jack off, stupid? You think this is fun, eh? He
slapped Colin's stiff cock quite hard twice. He pinched the boy's ballsack
just underneath the cockroot, a superb picture on the monitor.

Bill saw that Mr Reynard had put one hand down into his trousers. "You
would have loved to pinch him yourself, you dirty devil," Bill thought,
surprised by his own reaction. Bill was so aroused that he was afraid he
would spunk in his boxers during the filming. On the other hand he was not
sure anymore whether he liked to see all these people using his son for
pleasure.

"Clean me, and do it fast, boy." Jo displayed his fully-shaved crack and
low-hanging balls.

Very quickly Colin went behind the black actor and began rimming him with
great skill. He used his tongue on his balls; he nearly bit the man's
perineum, before he concentrated on his butthole. With a stiff tongue he
played inside the man's not too tight opening. Jo grunted like an animal.

"Very open to be a top guy," Bill thought.

With his tongue still inside the man, Colin hand-fucked his hanging cock
before he crept under the huge man and licked the dripping pre-cum from his
piss-slit. Colin put his hands on the man's round buttocks when Jo started
to mouth-fuck him. "I hope he remembers our agreement," Colin thought. Jo
had promised not to throat fuck him with his huge tool. Jo must have
forgotten, because he made Colin gag again and again.

"Enough," Colin thought with wet eyes. With one hand he took a firm grip on
Jo's balls and squeezed him without mercy. The man howled and lifted his
hand as to hit the boy's face. Then he grinned and lowered his hand, before
he lay down beside the kid and kissed him, long, tenderly and gently.

"What the fuck!" the porn boss expressed. He had never seen his pornstar
like that on a set before.

"Please fuck me now, Daddy. You know I love you. I'm sorry Daddy, I'll
never run away again." Colin whispered. Jo had a hand around Colin's cock
and wanked him, before he started to tug and play with his balls. Colin was
whining with lust now.

Jo took a pillow and put it under Colin's hips. Then he forcefully pressed
Colin's legs up beside his head. "Hold your legs, boy. Open up your ass,
and I will screw you so you remember who's your boss around here." Jo bent
down and started to lick the youngster's arsehole and balls.

Again the porn boss looked at Bill. "That stallion never licks a cunt," he
whispered. But now he licked his young new porn actor. He even put Colin's
dick in his mouth and gave Colin a sucking that made the young man shiver.

"Please fuck me now sir, or I'm going to cum in your mouth." Colin could
hardly speak, but even aroused he thought of all the porn movies he had
seen. Visible cumshots were almost essential.

Jo wanked his cock a few times and spat on the glans before he placed his
huge weapon against Colin's tight hole. "He can't take him without lube,"
the manager whispered. "Is the kid prepared?" He looked at the makeup lady
who withdrew her hand from her tight pants.

She nodded and whispered, "I've filled him up!"

With uncertain and slightly clumsy movements Jo tried to penetrate the lad,
but he couldn't. "Why so painful? I can take him, I know that," Colin
thought. Then he adjusted his hips, opened up his arsehole the way he used
to, pushed, and then sucked the big cockhead inside his sphincter. He just
gritted his teeth, then pushed once more and the stallion's weapon was half
way inside him. Then a last push backwards and Jo's long and very thick
cock bottomed the youngster.

Colin felt the porn actor's balls slap against his red butt. From a side
view Bill could see that the young lighting man in the back of the room had
his stiff cock out of his pants and that the not so young makeup lady with
the red devil nails, as Colin later called her, giving him a handjob.

"Now fuck me, sir. Fuck me hard, show me how much you need your slave,"
Colin cried. The pain was hurting, but the cream from the lady had done a
very good job. So when he again adjusted his hips and used his arse
muscles, he knew that he would soon cum. He had tried to keep cool. But he
couldn't do it any longer.

Joe pulled his cock half way out, then he bottomed again. Again and again
he did this. Colin was close to heaven. He gasped, and he cried. When Joe
started his fast fucking, and did that without mercy, Colin had to let it
go. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" His favourite expression was now in a porn
movie.

Jo managed to hold Colin's dick with two fingers while the boy shot his
load. First shot landed in his hair, then on his face, and then on his
chest. "No need for egg white in this movie," Jo thought.

On the monitor Bill could see that Jo used his hands, while still keeping
his cock inside Colin, to cream the kid's body with his spunk before he
gave him his hands for cleaning. Again Jo surprised the professionals by
giving Colin his mouth so that they could share his boy-cream.

Bill saw that the cameramen acted as if the movie was over, but then they
saw that Jo was still fucking Colin and that the boy surprisingly stayed
hard after the heavy spunking.

"Please give me more, daddy. Please sir, don't stop now!" Colin cried.

"Okay you ride me then, boy. You ride this horsecock so you never forget,
eh?" He lay down with his now wet cock pointing upwards. He helped Colin to
crouch over him. Colin used his hands and spread his arsecheeks and in one
single thrust he bottomed the man. Colin, even though he just had spunked
off, showed off his sexy little cock stiff as ever as he bounced and
rotated on Jo's huge cock, and when he bent back a little Jo wanked him
softly from behind.

It was ride for the cameras and for the audience. Jo purred like a huge cat
and Colin moaned every time he took the spear deep into his arse. The young
man felt that Jo's cock was growing even more and from the heavy breathing
he understood that the professional porn actor was about the orgasm
underneath him. He lifted his arse, kneeled beside the huge cock, put both
his small hands around the stallion's cock and opened his mouth. The white
man-cream hit his face and his mouth again and again and ran down his body.

Still on his knees Colin took care of his own cock and wanked like
crazy. With his face full of dripping cum he sent his own spunk over the
man below him. The cum was clearer this time, but he sent his load into the
black stallion's chest-hair, his cock-hair, and onto his balls.

Colin bent down and cleaned his fellow actor with his tongue, before he lay
down in Jo's arms. "I love you, daddy. I'll never run away again."

"Cut!" The director shouted.

"Twenty seven minutes," the older cameraman said.

"Superb. Great show. Best newcomer ever!" said the director.

The bright lights were cut. The audience was about to leave.

Bill was wet in his underwear, so wet that he wondered if he had cum from
the excitement.

"Please let us be alone for some minutes, gentlemen." Jo had not left the
stage bed, and had Colin still in his arms. Colin winked at Bill and
smiled. Bill left the studio with the others. The last he saw was Jo
kissing his young son while rubbing his back. This time he was not jealous,
just proud.

***


"Jo said he could be our guide in Amsterdam tonight, Daddy," Colin told
Bill while they were on their way to dinner in Reynard's hotel on Saturday
night after a small nap together in their hotel.

"You mean our escort?" Bill grinned.

"What's the difference?" Colin asked with a smile.

"I would never fuck a guide." Bill grinned again. Colin was the one who
rolled his eyes now, and pinched his dad's buttock.



To be continued