Date: Thu, 2 Mar 2017 19:27:18 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 54

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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), his
older lover and other men.

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COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES


Chapter 54


"How was it to have a stalker in your bed yesterday, Kiddo?" Kenny teased
Colin. They were heading south in the direction of central London.

"Great!" Colin answered. "And how was it to get invited to a night out in
the city by the stalker's uncle who had his hand on your thigh?"

"Could have been a new experience," Kenny answered. "The man said he loved
stallions."

"Okay, guys, that will do." Bill broke in. "Charlie was a nice youngster,
and his uncle was very polite too. Did Charlie tell you that he hoped to
finish his veterinary studies in a couple of years? A bright youngster, I
think."

"Aye, he told me that he was a full-time student beside working at the stud
farm," Colin answered.

"And his work was to wank the stallions, wasn't it?" Kenny was grinning and
laughing.

"You are crazy, buddy. Been watching too much dirty porn recently, have
you?" Colin could not but smile. He had heard that Charlie, being a short
guy, had an important job when they milked semen from the stallions. He was
the one that helped the huge horses to find the artificial mare to `spunk
off' in as his uncle had called it.

"Maybe that could be a nice summer job for me." Colin found it best to stay
in his buddy's teasing mode.

"Our hotel is close to Marble Arch, and the department store where the last
show will be held is within walking distance." Bill thought it best to
change topic. "The department store already have another car with our logo,
so we will park at the hotel this time. You're a good driver, Kenny, so I
know you will find the way. Mr Reynard has all the details, and he will
meet us for a late lunch in the hotel."

"I have been told that this show will be for a more mature audience, with
representatives from firms and press agencies," Colin said. "Hope I manage
to sell JustColin here in sophisticated London.

"They will love you, Kiddo. You are the best." Kenny had no doubts.

Mr Baird, the London lawyer who represented the Italian-American company,
met them in the hotel lobby. He was dressed in an Armani suit and looked
very sophisticated.

"I think he looks really sexy in that Armani outfit, Daddy. Tight and cool
at the same time. Why don't you find a new suit today while I do the show?"
Colin smiled at his Dad.

"You don't want me there?" Bill pretended to be disappointed.

"I just thought it would be boring to see me in the same underwear again,"
Colin whispered.

"Of course I want you most of all without underwear," Bill teased. "But you
have to behave even if the audience is older. No sexy striptease, son!"
Colin grinned, but gave Mr Baird an inviting smile when he returned with
the room-keys.

"The hall-porter will take you to your rooms in some minutes, guys. Maybe I
can give you a little information first." Mr Baird invited them to sit
down. "The show starts in two hours, and you have to be in good time for
some makeup and to meet the six national models we have hired. You will
probably meet a bunch of screaming youngsters outside the store, but I see
you have your own strong bodyguard that will help the police outside."

"Did you see that the man almost undressed you with his eyes, buddy?" Colin
pinched Kenny in the lift later on.

"Maybe I could earn some escort money tonight Kiddo while you are
partying," Kenny snarled.

"Mr Reynard had to leave for France and was very sorry, he said, but his
personal assistant is here and will meet you in the store," Mr Baird went
on.

"Personal assistant? Pierre?" Colin was curious.

"No, I think he is an artist. Did I hear the name Kasim?" The lawyer was
about to rise.

"Kasim is here today?" Colin looked at Bill and felt his cock stiffen. Bill
saw what was happening and he had to adjust his bulge as well. The name
Kasim brought back memories for both of them.

Colin had been met outside the store like a star. He signed some
autographs, he hugged some girls and even some waiting boys. The hundred
tickets he had for special entrance were handed over to the first in line.

A JustColin-sponsored car was inside the store windows and the catwalk was
already encircled by London's fashion world, sipping champagne. It wasn't
often that a new worldwide underwear brand was presented this way.

"I can hardly remember the show now," Colin told Bill later. "I had to
focus on Kasim standing there smiling, and it was a surprise to see Habib
and Caid there." Colin remembered the sex he had with Kasim's young nephew
Habib in Marseille and even the cock demonstration from his 15 year old
brother in the airport toilet. "And I had to try not getting too hard on
the catwalk today, but that wasn't easy."

The show was about to end. Colin and the new brand had received rapturous
applause from the audience and cheering from the youngsters. But Colin
wanted to give them a finale to remember. The six models went on stage
dressed in white fishnet tank-tops and a red bikini version, not yet
official, of Just Colin boxer-briefs. The plan was that all the models
should step out of their tiny boxers and just hold them in front while
covering their cocks and balls with one hand. The long fishnet tank-tops
were to cover the buttocks when they went off from stage.

Colin was the last one and everybody was waiting for him. Bill was a bit
nervous when he saw that Colin was wearing the same outfit, but the boy's
fishnet gear did not cover anything.

The youngster stopped at the end of the catwalk. He looked around and
peeled off his mini-boxers with one hand while cupping his balls and cock
with the other.  Without hesitation he turned around. His butt could have
been taken from a Greek marble statue, round and clean and sexy. The short
tank top made him look even more naked than he was.

Just before the entrance to the offstage rooms Colin saw a group of young
men cheering. He smiled, and threw his boxers to the fighting youngsters.

"Look at me, Colin," a photographer with a heavy camera shouted. Like a
footballer Colin stretched his arms above his head and smiled. The
photographer got the scoop of the day; the new model with a small half-hard
dick, sweet, innocent and very sexy at the same time. At the reception the
same evening Colin's culmination was the new talking point.

"Please boys, I have to pee desperately." Colin was greeting Habib and Caid
with tight hugs. "Come with me, guys. I think there is a public toilet
downstairs. We have shared a bowl before, remember."

"Guess the boy needs more than a piss," Kasim said as he looked at
Bill. Colin's loose football shorts were clearly tenting when they hurried
downstairs. "I hope you will all take a nightcap with me in my suite after
the reception?" Kasim had a hand on Bill's shoulder.  "You can stay
overnight if you want to. We have plenty of room after Mr Reynard had to
leave in a hurry." Kasim kept his huge black hand close to Bill.

"Strange to find an old-fashioned pissoir here," Colin thought. He had
already lowered his shorts to his ankles. The exhibitionist underwear-model
without underwear presented a dripping super-hard cock. With legs spread
and hips pushed forward, he looked around. Three grown up men watched, one
zipped up and left. Habib took his place. The men, probably finished
pissing, just waited with their cocks outside their trousers; a signal to
the youngsters.

Habib managed to do his job even if his circumcised cock was
semi-hard. Colin pulled his foreskin back and made sounds of pleasure when
the yellow juice started to flow. He looked at the two horny men, at Habib
and then at Caid who still waited for room at the steel trough. Colin
started to wank, first very carefully, but soon he wanked for one reason
only, to spunk off beside Habib and these strangers. After being horny more
or less through all the performance today, it didn't not last long.

"I'm cumming!" he cried. "I'm cumming!" He sent volley after volley of
white boy-cream all over the pissoir wall. The spunk mixed with the yellow
fluid.

"You want to clean me, sir?" Colin looked at the well-dressed gentleman
beside him. The man did not answer but knelt and took Colin's still stiff
cock inside his eager mouth at once.

"I guess my friend would like a tongue as well," Colin looked at the other
man who was so confused that he pulled his low sports gear down to his
knees.

The man's huge cock and low balls were a sight for the boys. "I want you to
suck me," he said as he looked at Habib. He was jerking his huge tool.

"You think we are rentboys? You better jerk yourself, sir," Colin snarled,
but the man was already cumming. He ejaculated in front of a gawping Habib,
then he pulled up his trousers and left in a hurry.

"Come on Caid, your turn." Colin still had his now again very hard cock
into the mouth of the kneeling man. Every time Colin managed to make a
small piss the man swallowed.

Caid stripped and again Colin gasped when he saw the youngster's
horsecock. Even half-hard it was 8 inches (20 cm) long. He pissed like a
real teenager - a hard concentrated yellow jet hit the trough. "Take a
break, kid," Colin said, "and let this gentleman take the rest." Colin gave
his position to Caid, before he knelt and took Habib's cock in his mouth.

Just before new arrivals were heard outside the room two things
happened. Habib sent his white Arab cream into Colin's throat. About the
same time Caid emptied inside the still kneeling gentleman.

"He sucked better that any of the girls at home," Caid said emphatically
when they left the toilet room.

***


"I heard you have moved your company to the office-tower, sir," Colin
talked to Mr Baird after the show. "Must be quite a view from up there."

"Yes, we have a fantastic view when the weather is good. We even have an
indoor platform at the very top. You would like to visit my office, son?
It's Saturday, so it wouldn't be a problem." The well-dressed man was
suddenly very excited. "We still have two hours before the reception,
haven't we?" the man looked at his jewelled watch.

"I had agree to follow Kenny to buy a new suit, but I guess Dad could be
enough company for him." Colin gave Mr Baird the feedback he wanted.

The lift to the top office deck in the building was a fast one, and Colin
was excited like a kid. He was dressed in his black leather-like outfit and
sexy short boots, ready for the evening reception.

When Mr Baird entered the office, two well-dressed men were already
there. One man was in his thirties and another gentleman, probably in his
sixties. "Please meet my companions, Colin." Mr Baird presented him. "I
didn't know you would be in the office today, but I guess you preparing for
the new court case on Monday." The two bowed in Colin's direction.

"This is Colin, the young student and model I told you about. He has just
introduced his own underwear brand JustColin to the world and done it with
flair. Now it's up to us to spread the word. Sorry you couldn't come and
watch him. This young man has a body like a Greek god." Mr Baird's words
made Colin blush. But he still caught their eyes.

"I want to show him London from the top. If you are done for the weekend,
we could probably take champagne up there while we.. eh É look at the
view," Mr Baird went ahead. Colin felt some special excitement. Something
told him that this was not going to be an ordinary sightseeing trip.

"Down there you see the Tower Bridge," Mr Baird pointed, "and the
model-like ship down there is HMS Belfast. Strange to inspect the city from
the top floor, don't you think?" Colin nodded.

"Champagne, gentlemen." The younger companion served. Colin
hesitated. "Take a glass now, son. You are soon off duty and you have
worked hard this weekend both up north in Newcastle and Manchester, and
here in London," Mr Baird handed him a glass and made a toast. The three
men sat down in leather chairs, but Colin was standing by the window with a
questioning look on his face.

"It's a pity my colleges haven't been able to see you perform in the new
underwear we are helping to promote. You have one from your JustColin
collection on tonight, son?" Mr Baird was sitting at the end of his
chair. Colin blushed, not because he knew that he was to undress here in
front of the men, but because he had put on the fake thong with his logo
on.

"Would you mind if we undress you and have a little inspection?" Mr Baird
smiled and looked at his colleges and then back to Colin.

"There's no possibility of being seen from outside here I guess," Colin
grinned, "so why not. Please help yourself, gentlemen." Colin was extremely
excited. He had a hard-on like never before today, and he felt the pre-cum
soaking his underwear. He placed his empty glass on the low table and went
over to Mr Baird who, like the others, was sitting very formally dressed,
with not even his jacket unbuttoned.

The lawyer stripped Colin from his leather-like black jacket and folded it
very carefully. He did the same with Colin's silk shirt. The man's hands
were trembling. He gently touched the boy's nipples with his soft
fingers. Colin was so excited that he moaned quietly.

Colin sat down on the table and let the youngest guy take off his low
boots. The man almost blushed when he first put the boots up to his nose
sniffing Colin's scent. Colin, the little `devil' who now acted like a
high-class stripper, and who loved the situation, lifted one leg and gave
the young dressed gentleman his toes to lick on. "Lucky I had no sweaty
socks," Colin told Bill late that night.

"But little is good enough." Colin knew from earlier performances. He
turned to the older gentleman, the most manly of the three, and opened his
belt. The man did the rest, stripped Colin from his shiny black
trousers. The pre-cum had marked the red thong at the front.

"I thought we were promoting underwear for teens," the older man
said. "This item could be from that Italian company making really sexy
stuff." Before Colin could explain the joke the old gentlemen used his
hands on the boy's buttocks and pulled him against his open mouth and
sucked the wet spot, and with that the youngster's heavy erection.

Colin freed himself and stood in front of the window. "Okay gentlemen, you
see me in a fake item. Not one from my collection, but maybe in the
future... we never knowÉdo we?" He turned around and showed his naked
butt. He bent slightly forward and the clean arse crack was on full
view. The young lawyer re-filled the glasses.

"You mind if I take off your thong Colin? I will like to show my colleages
your young, teen body." Mr Baird was as polite as ever.

"You really want to see me naked, gentlemen? And you are still fully
dressed." Colin knew pretty well this game and he played it well. For the
first time he was taking part in a real CMNM performance, something a lot
hotter than the few naked seconds on the catwalk earlier that day.

Colin went up to Mr Baird who again very carefully stripped Colin. The
teenager was now as naked as a newborn baby in front of them, showing off a
not so innocent little cock. Mr Baird used two fingers to squeeze the
little cockhead and let another clear drop of pre-cum drip to the floor.

But suddenly control was passed to Colin again. He went to the low table
and lay down with his arms above his head and his legs spread wide. "Please
inspect me, gentlemen. You have a very nice view up here." Colin smiled.

And the men inspected him in detail. They played with Colin's nipples, they
played with his balls, and they played with his cock. They asked him to
turn around and open his arse. The youngest lawyer filled Colin's arse with
champagne and the three licked him and sucked him. Colin was in heaven,
almost literally. And he knew he was going to cum soon, but was uncertain
what the still well-dressed men wanted in return.

"I'll be cumming soon if you go on sucking me," Colin nearly cried.

"Great, boy! Come on, give us your young load." The youngest man let Colin
sit on the edge of the table. He then took his glass which was half-full of
champagne and pushed Colin's stiffy down into the pale golden liquid.

Colin cried out, "I'm cumming" and then he started to ejaculate, seven or
eight spurts without touching his cock.

"Clever boy," the oldest said when Colin managed to share his white cream
around all the glasses.

The youngest man gave Colin his glass to drink, champagne and boy cream, a
new combination. "I need this myself," the older man said and emptied his
glass.

Colin looked at Mr Baird who hesitated looking at his colleges. "But you
have taken my load before," Colin thought. With a smile Mr Baird emptied
the glass too, then looking at his watch.

"Thank you for the view, young man," Mr Baird smiled.

"Yes and thank you," Colin answered. He was about to ask if the men wanted
a blowjob, but Mr Baird looked at his watch again. "Twenty minutes to
reception," he said, "You will find a bathroom in the office area if you
want to freshen up." Very polite, the older and younger colleges of his
business adviser gave Colin their hand as if they had just ended a very
formal meeting.

***


Colin was alone in the top suite in the hotel trying to skype Olav, his
Norwegian `brother'. "Crazy net," he ended his talk with the guy in
Bergen. "It's as if we were out in the wilderness, not in a luxurious
London hotel."

He closed down his laptop and went to the huge bathroom. "Maybe a Jacuzzi
before the chaps get back from their pub visit," he said to himself. He
stripped from his white JustColin bathrobe and entered the hot water.

"Familiar smell," he thought. "Not perfume, but something else." He looked
around and saw Kenny's sports jock lying on the chair. "So he has already
meet Kasim for real. Guess he wanted to check if the dildo at home was
life-size or not." The sound from the whirlpool and the hot water pleased
his stressed body and he was about to doze off when he heard some
screaming. It sounded like his his own screams of joy.

Colin left the bath, towelled himself, looked around and caught Kenny's
jock and pulled it to his nose and mouth. "Well-used, but nice," he thought
and put in on.

Bill, Kasim and Kenny were in excellent mood as the turned and looked at
Colin. Clearly they'd had more one beer each at the pub. The sound came
from the huge screen showing the hot, dirty video filmed in the barn in
France last summer. "Mr Reynard's favourite in the last few weeks," Kasim
said.

"Why have you put on my dirty old jock, Kiddo? Don't you have your own
style now?" Kenny grinned.

To the guys' surprise Colin went up to Kenny, sat down on his lap, put an
arm around his neck and gave him his mouth. Then he looked him in his eyes,
"Because your scent makes me horny as hell." Colin gave his buddy his lips
and his tongue, and the tall blushing boy responded without hesitation, and
grasped Colin's stiff cock in his big hand.

"Maybe we should leave these youngsters for their own pleasure Kasim," Bill
looked at his Arab friend.

"Don't you try to escape, gentlemen. I have plans for you if you can stop
the video and look at the real goods instead. Three cocks of my dreams are
here and I want them all up my arse, and I want to be fucked hard after all
these days of vanilla sex." Colin felt Kenny's cock like wood against his
crack.

Kasim adjusted his own bulge and looked at Bill.  "We can meet that desire
Bill, can't we?" He unzipped Bill's formal trousers and pushed his hand
inside.

"Aye man," Bill could hardly speak with the excitement. He spread his legs
and gave Kasim full access.

"But gentlemen," Colin stood in front and dropped his jock. He was dripping
hot naked and he was horny. "First I want to check once and for all which
of you has the biggest cock. In my dreams I love them all, but when Kenny
sucks your cock replica at home Kasim, he says it's a fake."

"I've already checked that, Kiddo. The real horse cock in even hotter."
Kenny grinned.

"Okay guys, strip all of you. I want you naked like babies." Colin was
giving his own cock some wanks. "Are you sure you are ready? Think I have
to pump up the last centimetres for you. Colin went down on his knees as
started to suck the standing men. Colin felt that Kenny was already very
close to shooting his load, so he focussed on his stage lover and his
Daddy.

Colin knew that Kasim could take some teeth treatment and piss-slit
penetration. He was soon dripping clear pre-cum. Despite being a man in his
late forties, he dripped like a youngster.

And about his Daddy, he knew all about his cock. The swollen cockhead and
the very upright position told the youngster that his Daddy was super
horny.

"Okay guys. Kenny and Kasim first, dock each other. Let me see. Kenny is
nearly two centimetres longer than you. Last time we measured you to be 26
cm (10 inches) long, agreed?" Colin acted as a very horny judge. "Can you
try to cover Kenny's cockhead with your foreskin, Kasim? I think my mate
misses that part of his body."

The treatment from Kasim made the huge boy quiver and send a lot of his
pre-cum onto Kasim's dark swollen cockhead. "We need a final
measurement. Daddy, dock Kasim's body please. Okay. Nearly impossible to
say, but Kasim still has the millimetres on his side, but you are all
together my number one, Daddy."

Colin tried to put both cocks into his mouth, but in vain. He had done it
before but was not able to do it now. But he gave the two cocks a very hard
mouth massage. He saw that while his Daddy was close to orgasm, Kasim the
former porn star, could still keep his load for a while.

"Okay guys, please let me use your weapons. Will you open me, mate?" Colin
climbed onto the sofa and placed himself doggy.

"Let me cream you first boy, if you really want it hard." Kasim used some
jelly and opened Colin with three fingers. The fast opening made Colin
scream. "You wanted it hard, didn't you? Kasim shoved his fourth finger
inside. Colin screamed again.

"Now fuck your buddy." Kasim looked at Kenny. "You don't need cream. You
have cum already, haven't you?"

Kenny's hand and cockhead were white and greasy. "I have more to give,
you'll see." Kenny grinned and bottomed Colin in one single movement. Colin
moaned with excitement when he felt his buddy's long, thin cock. He wanted
to give Kenny full pleasure so he tightened his arse-muscles again and
again and in a way fucked his straight friend. Kenny erupted with a howl,
and sent his young load all the way into the waiting body. Still
super-hard, he withdrew, and looked at the two waiting men.

Kasim went up behind Colin and very directly pushed the teen's head and
upper body down onto the cushions. Then he pulled Colin's legs apart. He
was fully open and Kenny's spunk started to dribble out. The first heavy
spank from the huge hand was like a bolt of lightening. The next spank,
even harder hit the other buttock. Except for the first hit, when Colin
screamed more with surprise than pain, he was silent. After six heavy
spanks Kasim stopped. Colin's butt was turning pink.

"You think you are the boss here now, boy?" Kasim asked.

Colin's answer was a very silent "No."

"What did you say boy? Who's the boss here?"

"You are, sir," Colin's voice was clear now.

"And who else boy?"

"My Daddy, sir." Colin knew the game.

"And you still want a hard fuck? Is that so, boy?" Two new spanks followed.

"Yes sir. Please sir. Do me good now, sir. Give me your cock, please."
Colin whined now, but Bill heard the young actor.

"Then open up, and don't lie like a virgin girl." Kasim went on with four
new spanks. They sounded very hard, but more fake now. Kasim knew this
game. Colin's butt was red and glowing with sweat.

When Kasim lifted his hand for the tenth spank, Kenny's iron hard arm,
trained year long in tough rugby matches, stopped him without hesitation.
"Stop, enough!" were his only words.

"His eyes were suddenly black," Bill told Colin afterwards. Kasim just
smiled.

"Please sit down Kenny and hold your mate. I want to see you both. And
please hold his legs." Kasim pointed to Colin's arse opening with his wet
and oiled cockhead. But to Kasim's surprise Colin opened up and
pushed. Kasim's huge cock was inside him without a sound. Another push and
he was halfway inside, and with some force from both, Kasim had all his
10.5 inch (27 cm) long cock inside the young man.

"Now please fuck me sir, and Daddy sir, please give me your cock too." He
opened his mouth. Bill managed to kneel beside him and gave him his swollen
cockhead. Bill was in heaven when Kenny at the same time played with his
low hanging balls.

Colin had been super hot all the time since his warm bath, and couldn't
manage to hold back. "Please let me cum now, sir. You will allow me to cum,
sir?" He put his eyes on Kasim who nodded. At the same time Kasim withdrew
his cock and then rammed the tool back inside in one single movement. "I'm
cumming sir. I'm cumming!" Colin sent his white boy-cream hands-free all
over his own body, and all the way up to Kenny's face. Kasim did not
stop. He used a hand to feed both Colin and Kenny with the spunk, and then
looked at Bill. The two changed position. It was like heaven for Colin to
feel his daddy's familiar cock inside him. He did all the right things, and
Colin knew that he would bring him to another super climax very soon.

Colin made himself ready to take Kasim's cock in his mouth, but the Arab
never knelt. Instead he gave his cock to Kenny, and the cocksucker buddy
did nothing wrong. During the next few minutes Bill went over the edge and
filled up his son. This excitement was enough for Kenny. Colin felt Kenny
spunk all over his back like he was pissing.

Kasim was standing in front of the sofa beside Colin. He was wanking his
huge dick. Colin turned around and looked up him. "May I touch my little
prick now, sir?" Colin whispered. Without waiting for an answer Colin
started a crazy wank. His small cock was shining. Bill had found the boy's
nipples and Kenny had one warm hand cupped around the boy's balls.

Kasim's primal cry was made for movies, but was impressive even here in the
London hotel. He shot and Colin shot their loads simultaneously as two
stage lovers should do. "Thank you, sir. Let me clean you. Give me you dick
please, sir," Colin dragged Kasim by his cock close to his mouth and
tongue.

"Please stop that 'sir business' now, Colin. The next time for that will be
in Hong Kong, Reynard told me." Kasim made room for Bill.

"Will you please get dressed and go down to the reception and look for my
nephews, Kenny? The deal with Mr Baird was that he should bring them to the
hotel now, at 10pm." Kasim was still naked between Colin and Bill.

"What have the boys been doing?" Colin asked.

"Mr Baird promised them to let them see the night view of London from the
top of the office-tower." Kasim answered. Colin just grinned.

"You'd better clean me up before the young ones arrive then." Colin needed
some help to rise. "And I hope you brought your African cream for my sore
arse, buddy." Colin pinched Kasim's butt.

"I had to test if you still were in shape for some hard action." Kasim
hugged him.

"And...?" Colin looked up at the huge Arab.

"You are man, you are." Kasim hugged him again.


To be continued