Date: Sun, 18 Feb 2018 12:38:34 +0000 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Colin's New Adventures 71 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html 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. Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES Chapter 71 "You look so stressed, Colin dear. Relax. This is just a simple medical test." Mr Wilkie, the University swim instructor, spoke as he walked with Colin to the temporary doctor's office in the sports centre. "I'm not stressed sir, maybe a bit excited. Some of the rugby guys say that Mr Randolph is more interested in your dick than in the rest of your body." Colin grinned. "Do you mind?" Mr Wilkie squeezed Colin's left buttock as they entered the final corridor. "I thought you liked old men playing with your sweet love-stick. In fact, I'm hoping to see you in the basement soon myself." "Is that an invitation, sir?" Colin smiled again. "No, it's an order!" Mr Wilkie was back at work after some sick leave, and many of the young swimmers had been very excited to see him back. He had never problems getting help with the equipment down in his combined store and office underneath the pool. "Kenny told me that Mr Randolph had tested his prostate on the last checkup, even though he had gone to the doctor because of sore wrists! Strange combination, eh?" Colin set his teasing eyes in Mr Wilkie, or Dave as some of the swimmers were allowed to call him. "Always a good idea, I think. A young lad could have serious trouble later in life if something is wrong down there." Mr Wilkie had a few fingers on Colin's arse, outside his shorts. The man tried to sound serious, but he knew that the little `devil' beside him would do what he could to tease him. "I'd better follow you into the doctor then Colin, to ensure that you are treated well." Dave thumped Colin's shoulder. "Aye, sir. That would make me happy. You can take care of that dreadful Miss Sharp. I guess you know that she volunteers as assistant to Mr Randolph," Colin snarled. "But do know the rugby guys call her Miss Shark?" "I know that, and I know why too, but it's just a myth, Colin. I can't imagine that lady on her knees in front of the rugby guys giving them a blow-job. And even if she did, why should she bite them?" Mr Wilkie knocked on the door to the doctor's office. "Concentrate on your own business now, young man." "Hello Colin, nice to meet you. We have met before you know, but only in rugby settings." Mr Randolph, aged seventy, looked very distinguished, with nice grey hair, an informal white hospital suit with open shirt as he shook Colin's hand. Colin couldn't help looking at the man's silver grey chest hair. "Very sexy man," he told his daddy on Skype that night. "I wonder if you'll get grey body hair like him, Daddy?" "Nice to meet you too, sir." Colin gave the doctor his hand, and went on. "Mr Wilkie is very keen on sitting in during the test. I hope that's okay." Colin smiled at Dave who was standing beside him. "No problem for me. He's your trainer, I understand. I guess he has checked everyÉmuscle in your body already?" Mr Randolph said. "There won't be many secrets between an athlete and his coach." Colin tried not to smile when he saw Mr Wilkie's expression. A side door opened in a hurry and a young brown-skinned man dressed in a white t-shirt and white shorts entered the room. "Sorry sir, I didn't know that the athlete was already here," he said as he took a white coat from a peg and put it on. The doctor looked at Colin. "Carlo is assisting me these days. He's studying physical therapy and has chosen athlete massage as his specialty." "So this is Carlo, the new masseur for the rugby team." Colin remembered what Kenny had told him. "Never been so many stiff legs before." "And he does some work for me now that Miss Sharp has retired." Mr Randolph was putting a paper towel on the examination bench. "You may undress, Colin." This Carlo was from Brazil, Colin had been told, and was student at a private institute in Glasgow. "Third year student, so probably about 22," Colin thought. "Clean cut, very short hair which dark brown not black, natural red lips, smiling face - even stressed as he was now. A broad neck, not short, not tall, sexy as hell." Colin thought all these things while he stripped off his own t-shirt and pulled down his baggy sport shorts. For once he had rather modest white boxers on underneath. But when he bent to take off his jogging shoes and his white socks the thin boxers followed his arse crack like a set of extra skin. Mr Wilkie swallowed and blushed when Mr Randolph looked at him and winked. Colin placed his fingers inside the waistband of the boxers and was about to get rid of his last piece of clothing when the doctor stopped him. "You may keep the boxers on, son. It's quite cold in here, I think." The doctor looked at Mr Wilkie again at this point. "Have you brought a urine sample, Colin? We'll check that your kidneys are working well," the doctor said. "Sorry, sir. I didn't know I should bring one." Colin looked stressed again. "Don't worry, lad. You may give one here. Find a glass for him, Carlo," the doctor instructed his young assistant, who gave Colin a rather small glass. "ButÉ"Colin started. "You'll have problems filling that?" the doctor asked. "No sir, quite the opposite. I really have toÉ pee now that you mention it, and I often spray. I don't want to make a mess around here." Colin blushed slightly as he looked around. "Take Colin to the toilet Carlo, and help him with this. He can use the toilet in the changing room, I'm sure." The doctor picked up the last test results which had been supplied by Dr Finlay as the two youngsters left the room. Colin and Carlo crossed over to the changing room and went into the toilet cubicle. Colin lifted the toilet-seat before he pulled his boxers down to his knees. His little prick was only half stiff, but growing. Colin looked at Carlo and smiled. "You must help me, Carlo. I don't want to spray piss down on the floor here." Colin tried to give the doctor's assistant the sample glass, but to his surprise and excitement Carlo instead took hold of Colin's dick with two fingers. He pulled the foreskin back behind the glans, and put the now fully erect dick down into the glass. "Stop when the glass is half filled. We don't need much for the test. Finish your piss in the bowl and give me the glass, please." Carlo was very close to Colin. Nothing happened. "Problems?" Carlo grinned. "Have you ever tried to piss with a hard-on while a guy is squeezing your cock?" Colin let the sides of the glass touch his pink cockhead. Carlo loosened his grip, and Colin started his yellow flow. Through the open coat Colin saw clear signs of excitement inside the nurse's sport-shorts. When Colin had filled the glass as Carlo had instructed, the helper directed the jet down in the toilet. With closed eyes and some movements with his hips Colin gave very clear feedback of his pleasure. When he had finished, Carlo shook the cock and gave it three or four jerks. Colin moaned. His bladder was empty, but he was horny. "Quite a start to a medical test," he told Kenny later when the room-mate wanted to hear all about both Mr Randolph and his new assistant. Back in the clinic, the doctor stood with hands on his hips. "There you are. Let's start with blood pressure and a check of your upper body. Just sit on the bench here." "Your blood pressure is normal," the doctor said. "And very good sounds in here," he added after using his stethoscope at the back and on the front. "Any problems with your nipples, son? They are a bit puffy." The old doctor used his fingers to manipulate Colin's nipples. He squeezed them lightly, he tugged them, and then he put some cream on his one finger and stroked both the coronas and the now erect nipples. Colin moaned. He couldn't tell the doctor that Rory, Roland's new friend, had used his teeth on his nipples last night, and that both the `princesses' had sucked his nipples as if they were still babies. "Does it hurt when I squeeze them like this?" Mr Randolph's voice was caring. "No, no, sir. Not at all, sir. My nipples are very sensitive, always have been. They grow stiff very easy." Colin blushed. "Not the only part of you that's stiff I see." The doctor smiled and looked at his assistant who now was standing beside Colin. "No, sir. I'm sorry sir, but I always get stiff when my tits are touched." Colin smiled. "A good young skill to grow hard often, nothing to be sorry for. What do you say, Dave? Wish you were young again, eh?" Mr Randolph was very friendly with the swim instructor. "Is it common for the lads to get an erection when you massage their nipples, Carlo?" Mr Randolph was in a teasing mood. The young masseur looked down. "We are taught to be very careful with the nipple area sir, but it happens, yes." Carlo answered very seriously. "Some are extremely ticklish though." "Like you?" Mr Randolph pinched Carlo's buttock. "Please stand up, Colin. Let me measure you." He placed the lad on a height and weighing machine beside the bench. Same height, but one kilo more than last year. I'm guessing that must be only muscles." The doctor pinched Colin's arms and belly, then looked over at Mr Willkie. "No fat there, doctor. Colin has built up his muscles during this year's training." Colin's trainer was very satisfied. Mr Randolph sat down on a chair and called Colin to stand in front him. "Please take off your underwear now, Colin. We need to check your testicles and your lower body. Hernia is quite common for athletes. Not dangerous, but painful." Colin stripped off his underwear without hesitation and smiled when he saw that both Mr Wilkie and Carlo moved to get a good view. Colin's cock was rock hard and his cockhead was glistening in the bright light. The doctor examined both the boy's balls and his groin. "Place your hands behind your neck, Colin, then turn your upper body right. Cough, please." Colin did as told, a clear drop of pre-cum left his piss-slit. "And now turn left. Cough!" the doctor commanded. Colin coughed again, and the pre-cum dripped in a long string from his erection down to the floor. "Everything's okay here," the doctor said as he looked at Mr Willkie with a smile. "Testicular cancer is one of the most serious diseases we have among young men," the doctor continued. "Carlo, you need to know how to do this test. Do it as a routine when you work with your athletes. Check Colin now." Carlo moved in front of Colin and very carefully started to examine his balls. "Don't be so soft. His balls are not that sensitive," the doctor instructed. "Roll his testes, and lift the ball-sack. Check for any swellings as well as lumps. No tumours I hope." Colin moaned again, and was a bit embarrassed because new drops of pre-cum came from his piss-slit. Colin could not but grin when he saw that Carlo had a visible hard-on inside his shorts. "I guess you masturbate like most lads do. Make it a rule that you check your testicles every time youÉ play with yourself." The doctor was back in his chair. Colin almost started laughing, but forced himself to cool down. "We better check the rest of your groin area as well. Any trouble with your penis, Colin?" The doctor asked. "Just that it is too small." Colin answered. Mr Randolph was serious. "That troubles you, son? I think it's perfect for your body, and thick enough to give a girl satisfaction, I'm sure. But we can measure you to see if you are still growing. What do you say, Carlo? You see many naked men in your work. How is Colin's penis?" Carlo hesitated and then answered with a thick voice. "A bit shorter than average I guess, but thicker than many men." "Find the measuring tape Carlo and give me the result," the doctor instructed while he looked through his papers. The Brazilian placed the tape on Colin's erection. "10.5 cm in length, sir, and 11.5 cm in girth." "A bit longer than what Dr Finlay measured last year, maybe half a centimeter more. But then we have to calculate the effect of young Carlo compared with my old colleague." Mr Randolph grinned and squeezed Carlo's buttocks again. "Well, Dr Finlay said it would never grow bigger so I had to live with thisÉ dick," Colin smiled. "He must be correct then." The doctor went back to work. He lifted Colin's cock and squeezed it. He pulled back the foreskin and he opened the piss-slit by pressing the cockhead with two fingers. Without a word he used one finger and just covered Colin's cockhead with the slimy pre-cum. "A good production I see. It smells fresh too." He sniffed the finger he had used. Then he took a very firm grip around Colin's balls and tugged them down. At the same time he lifted his cock upwards. The result was that Colin felt bigger than ever, and he was so horny that he could hardly stand still. Any more manipulation from the doctor and he would spunk off in front of the three guys present. Again he managed to cool down. "You may lie down on the bench now. I want to check your legs and your reflexes, and look at your feet. Important for any sport. You do any other sport apart from swimming, son?" The doctor chatted while more or less touching the boy's whole body, more like a loving daddy, than a doctor. "No, just swimming," replied Colin. "I get a lot of exercise though." "You want me to do a sperm test today? Ever had that done before?" the doctor asked. Colin shook his head. "We can do it very simply here and see in the microscope if you are fertile. If there is anything irregular I can send you for a more specific test. I guess you are drug free, but some hormones decrease sperm quality." The doctor looked at Mr Willkie. "Colin is completely drug-free, doctor. He is the cleanest athlete you can think of." Mr Willkie's raised his voice. "Find a test collector, Carlo." The doctor looked at Colin." The amount of semen has to do with how much your prostate is stimulated, and how often you ejaculate, but the quality of sperm is quite constant." The old doctor lectured. "Have you ejaculated in the last 48 hours?" "You mean if I have cum the last 48 hours?" Colin repeated as if he didn't understand the technical words. "Yes, I wonder if you are sexually active?" the doctor continued. Colin looked from one man to the other. He was silent as he calculated. "Twice with Rory yesterday, and then sucked to climax twice by the `princesses'. Then Kenny's heavy fucking after he heard about his rugby colleague at the party. I wanked once last night before going to bed and then Kenny screwed me in the shower this morning, and Roland sucked me off in the lunch break," he said to himself. "Twice, sir." Colin blushed because he felt obliged to lie. "Okay, I guess we will get a good sample then. You want to go to the toilet, or can you manage here?" Mr Randoph smiled. "After your ball massage sir, I guess I'll give you myÉ.cum very fast." Colin had already a hand around his own cock. "You tell us when you are about to deliver." The doctor said. "Be ready to collect the semen, Carlo." The doctor's assistant was standing very close to the bench. Colin knew it was dirty and probably wrong but, without the knowledge of the doctor or Mr Wilkie, Colin put his free hand inside Carlo's partly open coat, followed the inside of his thighs and found the Brazilian's balls and cock inside his sports-shorts. The man was as wet as Colin, but the cock was much bigger. Carlo spread his legs and bent forward slightly as if he was preparing for the collecting job. He did not turn but gave Colin a wink. "I might need some help, sir." Colin was simulating a problem with spunking off. The truth was that he had been close to the edge for a while, but as a `sex actor' he was a master at holding back. "Give the boy a hand, Carlo. You are not shy, are you?" The doctor was excited. Carlo was ready. He did not hesitate. He wanked Colin in front of his boss and the trainer as if he had done this many times before. Colin, at the same time, did what he could to squeeze Carlo's cockhead inside his clothes. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Colin shouted and moaned at the same time. Carlo was clever. Load after load of white cream landed in the small glassbowl. For every eruption Colin squeezed Carlo's cock. The professional health worker and masseur emptied his balls inside his shorts while he was collecting the young sportsman's semen. "Well done, Colin. You may relax now. Clean him please, Carlo." Dr Randolph took the glass-bowl, sniffed and very lightly put a finger down in the spunk and then tasted it. "Looks fine, Colin. We'll see what the microscope tells us." Carlo took a paper-towel and very careful cleaned Colin's still stiff cock. Colin licked the hand that had been inside Carlo's shorts. "Obrigado meu amigo," Colin whispered. "Nothing wrong with your tadpoles, boy. They fight to be the one that will make you a father, so be careful." Dr Randolph was back at the examination bench. "We're almost finished and everything looks fine. I just want to check your anus, and your prostate, another sensitive area. I don't have any proper table here, so maybe you can help me, Dave. I'd like you to hold Colin's legs above his head and spread them. I want free access to his anus. Bring me the speculum, Carlo. The smallest one. You look very tight, Colin. Bring the plastic one, Carlo. The steel is so cold." Mr Randolph talked while he used his hands all around Colin's lower body as to comfort him. Colin remembered Dr Finlay's use of an ice cold arse-opener when he was younger, and he was happy for Mr Randolph and his care. The doctor spread Colin's arse-cheeks and then he used his bare fingers to cream his hole. He put some cream on the duck-beak like speculum and carefully penetrated the boy's hole with it. He let it glide back and forward, making Colin whimper softly, not in pain but with lust, before he opened the instrument completely and gave Colin the feeling of being fucked by an enormous cock. The young athlete's own cock has already stiffened, and again he was leaking pre-cum, just minutes after his earlier ejaculation. "Take a look here, Carlo." The doctor used a small flashlight to show his young assistant the inside of this entrance `to heaven'. "This is how a young guy's anus should look like. You are very tight Colin, but I am surprised how easily your sphincter adjusted to this size of instrument." The doctor looked at the smiling swim-instructor. "Ok, Carlo, you need some practical training. Check Colin's prostate now." He gave his assistant the lubrication. With a medical glove, well lubricated, Carlo penetrated Colin with his forefinger. He had his other hand on Colin's shaved pubic bone. The lack of familiarity with this procedure made him move in and out, and try to find the correct spot. Colin closed his eyes, and forgot where he was. He whispered: "More Carlo, more Carlo, yes Carlo, yesss." "What did you say, son? Does it hurt?" the doctor asked. Colin was back in the real world. "No, sir. Not at all. He found my spot, yes. He really found it." Dr Randolph looked at Mr Wilkie. "Does your back still hurt you, Dave? You don't look very comfortable. Why not let Carlo give you some massage while I finish Colin here. You can use the massage table behind the screen." The two left, a bit unwilling, before Colin's examination was over. "I think I need to check your prostate too. Carlo is new with these matters. Please stand on the floor, put your upper body on the bench, spread your legs and raise your butt. That's the easiest way." The doctor smiled as he gave orders. Colin looked at him and smiled. "Is there no nicer way to check a prostate, doctor? There must be a nicer tool you can use." Colin focused his eyes on the doctor's open white coat, seeing a very obvious erection inside the man's trousers. "Don't you want a younger tool?" The doctor turned his head to the screen. "Carlo couldÉ" "Please sir. I really want you to check me, sir. I have wanted that since you touched my body. Real grown up hands." Colin stood very close to the seventy year old man. "You think you can prepare the tool then?" The doctor cupped Colin's round buttocks. "I know I can sir, if you will allow me." Colin spread the man's coat, unbuttoned his shirt and used his hands to play with the man's grey body hair. "Your hair is like silk sir," Colin smiled. "And your skin is like silk, son." Mr Randolph's hands followed Colin's spine. Colin fell to his knees and opened the man's trousers. Without underwear the elderly man's cock was like a pole when it was free. A combination of a teen's cock, and a grown up man's, very thick, not very long, about 6 inches (15 cm), Colin told his daddy later when he Skyped with him. Without hesitation Colin took the cock inside his lips. He sucked and he licked. He caressed the man's hairy hanging balls and he tugged his grey pubic hair. He kissed the man's glans and he nibbled his foreskin until the old doctor started to tremble. "If you go on like this my dear Colin, I will never be able to check your prostate. Get ready now, please." Mr Randolph kicked off his trousers and found the tube of lubricating jelly. Colin found a good doggy position and used his two hands to grasp his buttocks and spread them. Then he opened his own arse with two fingers. The doctor greased Colin's arse and then his own cock. "You are already open, Colin. Are you ready for the last part of your medical check-up? " "Aye, aye, sir. Never been more ready. Fuck me sir. Sorry for the dirty words sir, but I need your cock, doctor. It's very good medicine." Colin was excited. "A good medicine for a dripping penis." The doctor wanked Colin's dripping cock. "Aye sir, a very good medicine! Don't worry about being careful. You said my sphincter was adjustable. Take me hard sir, make my prostate explode!" Colin did as he often did. He tried to get the cock inside by himself. But this was among the thickest cocks Colin had ever tried. The doctor placed his hands on the youngster's hips and then he just penetrated. Colin howled, but put a hand in front of his mouth. The doctor stopped. "Did I hurt you, son?" He whispered. "Just give me a minute," Colin said. "I need to adjust to your medical tool." But soon after said, "Go on, sir. Fuck me please." In the next twenty minutes the old doctor finished his examination. He fucked the lad like an old stallion. He slowed down, he pulled his cock out, and then re-inserted it to pound the boy again. Colin lost track of place and time, and had a fuck beyond his fantasy. He even forgot to give a signal when he started to spunk, but the doctor had felt spasms begin so he managed to cup Colin's throbbing hard-on, and catch all his white love-cream. Out of the side of his eye, Colin saw the old doctor lick his hand and swallow every drop of spunk. At the end the doctor took hold of Colin's shoulders, and rammed his cock into the boy and stayed still for some seconds. Then he filled Colin's love-hole with old man's cum. Both Colin and Mr Randolph had to smile when the screen fell down, showing the naked dark-tanned Carlo riding Dave Willkie. "I think his back is better," the doctor said with grin. "Do you think my prostate is okay?" Colin went down on his knees and put the doctor's now half-hard cock into his mouth and licked the last drops of cum. "Couldn't be better," the doctor answered. "How often do I have to take a medical check if I start competing?" Colin asked very innocently. "I want to see you at least once a month." The doctor grinned. "The last Thursday every month will be fine." "Maybe you can wait for your trainer in the changing room. I think he will be ready soon." Dr Randolph opened the door for Colin. Carlo was sitting on the trainer's chest wanking his cock like crazy, ready to send his milk into the man's waiting mouth. *** Colin was waiting in his yellow "Just Colin" car outside a fashionable apartment complex in the former shipbuilding area in Glasgow. He was waiting for Archie, Bill's former room-mate and lover who was going to visit Bill and Colin for the first time since the man's return from South Africa. Colin had seen the man only once, when he accompanied Charlie to his new school. He was expecting a formally dressed man and was surprised when the headmaster came down the stairs in denim and leather jacket, with a NY cap on his head. Archie looked around, a bit uncertain, then he saw the car and waived to Colin as if he was an old friend. Colin met the man outside the car, and gave him his hand. "Nice to see you, sir. I'm pleased to meet you again." He reached for Archie's wheeled suitcase. "Nice to meet you too, Colin. Willy talked a lot about you when we met, and we have chatted on the phone more recently." "Dad is very excited about your visit, you know. He has been talking about it every night when we're on Skype." Colin opened the door for his dad's friend and former lover. He tried to build for himself a complete picture of the man who left for Africa nearly 40 years ago after an event that involved his dad. Archie was a tall man, but a bit shorter than Bill. His hair was grey, very fluffy. He had placed his cap in the backseat. "Looks like silk," Colin though. The open shirt showed short trimmed body hair. Archie's whole attitude was strong, with a face like a mature model. He was slim, but didn't have a stallion's body like his dad. For a sixty year old man he filled his slim denims well. Colin had already noticed both the backside and the front of the man, enough to give him the familiar feeling in his own groin. "What do you think, son? Am I acceptable?" Archie was one huge grin. His white teeth showed off in his well-tanned face. Colin blushed heavily. He knew he had been caught staring. "Sorry sir," Colin swallowed. "I can understand why Daddy fall in love with you." Colin started the engine. "I send greetings to you from Charlie." Archie changed subject. "I went to see him before I left. He's a great student, doing well, very popular even if he was teased for his accent in the first weeks." "I'm very happy for him, sir. I met him by chance you know, through this Just Colin business." Colin was driving south in the heavy Friday traffic. "Please don't sir me, Colin. Just call me Archie." The man put his hand on Colin's knee. "I hope you will be my friend too." Again it was easiest for the two to talk about Charlie. "He is heading for the Highlands this weekend, taking his horse with him. The good-looking Highlander friend of his was meeting him. I think he has got a close guardian in that man." "Aye, I know that. The guy, I just call him Doug, is a great man. He's a security guard at my university and I know him well." Colin spoke very frankly. He could not understand why he blushed when he talked to Archie. He hadn't talked to anybody, not even to Bill, about the fantasies he had had about this weekend. Nothing was said for a while. The traffic was very difficult in front of the bridge. "Why did you leave for South Africa, Archie?" Colin broke the silence. "Dad has just told me that you had to. He told me that it had to do with Kyle as well, but he's not very keen on telling me about his early life." "I guess he is protecting you, Colin. He told me that Kyle had visited you and even searched you at the university." Archie didn't answer Colin's question. "Kyle told me that you had been furious when you found him in Willy's arms." "This was many years ago. I wasn't furious; I was jealous, and afraid that Daddy would leave me for his former lover." Colin speeded onto the highway. "I know he says that I made love to him, well heÉscrewed me, but he was never good to me." "And now you are bringing another former lover, as you call it, back home to your daddy. Not jealous any more, Colin?" Archie was looking at the young beauty beside him. Colin put his free hand on the top of Archie's hand, which still resting on the youngster's knee. "No, not jealous. I don't think I will refuse a fuck from this lover if I get asked," he said. The headmaster was now the one to blush. Another pause followed, as Archie was captivated by this young Adonis. He had to adjust his growing bulge. Colin had just answered a question he had never asked, and in a way the situation inside the small car had become electric. "We have about 20 minutes before we reach home. Dad has promised me Chili con Carne for lunch, my favourite. I'm sure you will like it. Dad's a great cook." Colin had to change topic. He was afraid that he had insulted their guest. "Why did I go to Africa, Colin?" Archie started on a monologue. "The short answer can be told in few words. When my father learned I was gay and had sex with other young men, he first spanked the shit out of me. Then he took me out of school, cut my money, and sent me to an uncle in South Africa. That's it. As you know homosexuality was still a crime when we grew up. The word gay was not used, not known. We were called by all sorts of dirty names." "How long had you made love with my dad?" Colin nearly whispered, afraid to cross borders. "Willy, Kyle and I grew up together. We were inseparable, even if we were different. Willy was the strong young thinker, Kyle was the bully and I was the one that needed protection. Your dad was the first to reach puberty. He was a beauty, a beautyÉ." Archie paused. "Kyle was one year older and I was a bit slower, but soon we did everything teen boys do, everything. How long since we started? Willy fucked me on my fourteen's birthday as a birthday present. I had begged him for about a year. Kyle was jealous, as always. He had tried to fuck me, but he was too tough." "No girls around?" Colin asked. "No girls ever. We made a pact between us not to lie or hide our true sexuality. But time moved on. We left high school, headed for university, developed other friends and kept our secret. Kyle was your dad's first room buddy, but something happened between them. I moved in with Willy and of course Kyle was sore. Your dad told me that he had talked to you recently about our trip to Copenhagen. For the first time we could be open about our sexuality." "But I can't understand. You are all quite dominant as I see you, a strange threesome, eh? Must have been a real fight when you met in bed," Colin said as he left the main road for his small hometown . "Not only in bed, Colin. There were both fights and love between us. Back home from Copenhagen, we had a stupid fight in a local pub. The police became involved, even though it wasn't serious. I guess as a sort of revenge Kyle told my father about Willy and me, and that's why I moved away. Thirty-eight years - a long time - ago. However I met my darling Rob the year after my arrival in South Africa." "But what about my dad then?" Colin was passing the church in his hometown, up the main street. "We made love like crazy the night before I left, knowing it was likely to be the last time!" Archie's voice was sore. "He left his own folks, and has been his own master ever since, from what I have heard. For some years he had a relation with Kyle, butÉ" The yellow car stopped close to the door. Bill was outside before the two had left the car. Bill hugged Colin, then he kissed him, looked at him and kissed him again, mouth to mouth in a long tender kiss, a kiss to tell a story to his former lover. Next he put his arms around his mate from schooldays, a tight hug, cheek to cheek, before he gave him his lips for a quick but intense kiss. Colin smiled. Most of all he was glad to be home, and the hall smelled of the waiting lunch. "Wait with your `back together pleasure' until after lunch." Colin grinned. "I'm starving. The traffic was dreadful." He took Archie's suitcase to the guest room. "Do you bring some hot stuff for the playroom?" Bill whispered. "I did, Willy, I did. But is that sweet boy into things like that?" Archie looked upstairs. "Who said it was for him?" Bill grinned now. "You haven't come just to take care of him, have you?" Colin heard the last sentence and smiled. He was coming downstairs in nothing but tight shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt. He was home for a hot weekend, he hoped. Bill was about to serve some wine for the occasion, when Colin's phone buzzed. He knew the table was a mobile-free zone so he went into the hall to answer. Archie followed every step. "What a fabulous butt on that boy," he little more than whispered. "And large perky nipples as well. What do you do to hold onto him?" Archie looked at Bill, not really expecting an answer. "I give him good food and a huge cock. It hasn't changed since our days, buddy." Bill playfully punched Archie's shoulder. "Bruce has a weekend job and Johnny is alone. He asked if I could help him with some computer problems after lunch." Colin was back at the table. "But I will only go if it fits in with your plans." "Archie and I have a lot to catch up on." Bill winked at Colin. "So please help that lonely kid for some hours. Maybe you could bring him back for a late supper. It's been a long time since he had a meal with us." After a heavy lunch, a good chat about Charlie and himself as students, and hearing the beginning of the story about Archie's life in South Africa, Colin looked at his watch and left the table. "Lovely food, Daddy," he said as he hugged Bill. "I need a shower. Our small bathroom was so crowded this morning." He hurried upstairs to the bathroom. After a long shower Colin came downstairs naked, just wrapped in a towel. Archie was on the sofa with a small whisky and a newspaper, while Bill was washing up in the kitchen. "Please put some lotion on my back. Daddy. My skin is so dry," Colin shouted. "My hands are wet, love. Ask Archie. He will be pleased." Archie looked up from the newspaper. Colin swallowed. "Will you help me please, Archie. Just my back left." He gave Archie the tube of body lotion. Colin turned his back to the man on the sofa. Then he opened the towel and just used one hand to cover up his front. Archie saw for the first time Colin's naked body, his light muscled shoulders and upper body, his slim waist, his swimmer's legs and the round boyish butt. Because Colin was standing with his legs spread, he also showed off the beginning of his arse crack. "What do you think, sir? Am I acceptable? Your expression, remember." Colin turned his head. The man on the sofa did not answer. He just laughed a nervous laugh. He put lotion in his hands and very carefully he started to work on Colin's back. Bill was standing with a big smile in the kitchen doorway. "Where does a boy's back end, Willy?" Bill rolled his eyes and went back into the kitchen. Archie put some more lotion in his hands and began to rub Colin's buttocks. A finger followed the upper part of the crack. Colin pushed his hips back, and let Archie's finger follow the divided buttocks all the way down to the backside of his hard balls. The hand filled with lotion caressed the inner part of Colin's thighs before Archie pushed his hand between the boy's legs and from behind found a stiff cock. "Thank you, Archie. Great. I have to run for Johnny now." Colin grabbed the towel in one hand and ran naked upstairs. Minutes later, he hurried out of the door in baggy training trousers and an even more baggy hoodie. "He is teasing us, isn't he?" Archie went up behind Bill, put his arms around him and used his hands all the way from his upper body down to a bulge that covered a half hard man-cock. At the same time Archie pushed his bulge forward. The cock inside his trousers was harder than Bill's and with light fucking movements he showed his previous room-buddy that the son of the house had succeeded with his teasing. Archie licked Bill's ear and placed his two hands on the growing cock. "Thirty-eight years, love, and you smell the same and you taste the same. And your body is like a bull's, just as I remembered," Archie whispered. He was working to open Bill's belt from behind. "And you have a cock like iron, well used I guess. Always ready for action." Bill turned around and opened his friend's shirt. "A bit greyer than before, but trimmed as always. How on earth do you manage to stay as slim as a teenager?" Bill kissed Archie with an open mouth. His tongue penetrated the man's waiting mouth. With strong fingers he found Archie's erect nipples and squeezed them. He squeezed as hard as he could. Archie gave a wolf-like howl. Then he returned the action. He found Bill's hairy nipples and bit them. There was a sort of war turning up, a scream of closeted lust and passion between the two men, both almost sixty. Colin was close to Bruce's house when he discovered that he had forgotten his mobile phone. Stupid of him, the program he had promised Johnny was stored there. "Ok, just some hundred meters extra," he said to himself. He turned around and jogged uphill back to his own house. He stopped in the hall to get out of his sneakers. There was a sound of something close to a fight inside. Colin opened the door to the sitting-room. Clothes were all around, jeans, socks and underwear, and on the carpet in front of the fireplace two men, as naked as God created them, wrestling. Colin stiffened. He did not want to be a voyeur, but to see his dad's familiar body nearly covered by another grown up man, and to see two men grabbing for each other's hanging balls and erect cocks, was quite a show. Colin picked up his phone, closed the door and put on his shoes. He left the house with a leaking hard-on. "Johnny was very happy to accept the supper invitation," Colin almost shouted from the hall when the two boys entered Bill's house some hours later. His daddy and his friend were sitting on the sofa by the fireplace, sipping their whisky when the youngsters arrived back. Both were dressed in t-shirts and shorts and looked very relaxed. "Say hello to my old friend Archie." Bill stood up and put a hand on Johnny's shoulder. "This is Johnny, whom I told you about." Bill looked at Archie. "He's an excellent waiter, and also an economics student, my friend Bruce's darling boy." Bill was more talkative than normal, Colin thought, and a bit more red in his face than he usually was. Colin gave his dad a hug. "You two having a good time?" Colin tried to sound innocent, but Colin saw the smiling wrinkles beside his Daddy's eyes. Colin knew that Bill understood why he suddenly had left the house. Archie stood up too, and gave Johnny his hand. He was looking the young Asian boy up and down. Johnny, a tanned Hong Kong Chinese boy, smiled and bowed at the same time. "Nice to meet you sir," he said, very formally. "I'm delighted," Archie said. "When you came through the door you reminded me of my darling Rob in his younger days." "Rob was African-Indian you know," Archie looked at Bill. "But his mother was Chinese." "Please sit down, Johnny. Colin will get something for you to drink. I'm sure Johnny would like to hear your African story, Archie. I need some help from Colin with the supper. I've been too busy this afternoon." Colin saw his Dad turning red, when his eyes met his friend. "The roast needs another half hour." Bill was in the kitchen. "Maybe you can prepare the salad, love. I'll cut the smoked salmon for the starter." Colin went up close beside his dad. "How was the African lion, Daddy? Was he eager to find his target? Could you take his super tool as you did when you were young?" Colin kissed Bill's neck. "You just wait, young man, and he will show you what a weapon he has. Kasim will seem like a schoolboy after this. See?" Bill lifted Colin by his buttocks and kissed him. "Let's make supper now!" After an excellent meal, with more than one bottle of wine, Bill brought his guests back to the sofa while Colin served them coffee and brandy. The youngsters, neither of them serious drinkers, went on with the wine from the meal. When Johnny sat down close to Archie everybody could see that the young man was not happy. He had problems sitting. Bill had seen it at the table as well. When Archie put a caring arm around the boy, he had tears in his eyes. "What's wrong, baby? Please tell. I'm a stranger you know, but as I said you remind me of a man I loved nearly all my life." Archie hugged Johnny gently. "Come to me Johnny-boy, don't be shy. We will show them, ok? " Johnny got up and moved close to Colin who helped the Chinese boy (23 years old, but looking like he was a lad of sixteen) to strip off his t-shirt. Then he very slowly took off his own. The two were shirtless and equal. Colin continued to strip and ended up in a white nearly see-through thong with open back. The bulge was visible and two wet spots told of his excitement. Both the older men were sitting with spread legs and very visible bulges. Colin put his hands in Johnny's shorts and pulled them down to the floor. No sexy underwear, a rather baggy pair of boxers was underneath his shorts. "Help me Johnny, please." Colin was a bit uncertain if this was a good idea, but he wanted some drama. Johnny stripped Colin of his last piece of clothing and Colin presented his little cock, free and hard and wet. Archie swallowed, then he coughed, had problems with his drink, and swallowed again. For some seconds Colin lost control. Johnny went down on his knees and put Colin's cock in his mouth. Colin was sucked with great skill by his close neighbour and friend, and he loved it, but he knew this wasn't fair. Colin raised Johnny by his shoulders. "See what freedom I have," Colin said, "and see my friend now." He slowly stripped Johnny. With wet eyes he stood in front of Bill and Archie in a small and very tight cock-cage, making his dick look dark red through the steel cage. "Damn!" Archie nearly rose from the sofa. "Damn, this is torture! Come here son." The man looked and touched. The lad was a beauty, but just now he suffered. "I tried to find the key, Daddy. I use to know where it usually is, but Bruce has it now I think. And Johnny is afraid to remove it." Colin was sitting down. "I'll take care of Bruce when he's back," Bill said. "How long have you had this on, Johnny?" "Just since yesterday. Bruce wanted me to try being locked up for a weekend. He doesn't like meÉjerkingÉwhen I'm alone!" The boy stammered. "Fuck, and this is Scotland in 2018," Archie snarled. "Come with me, baby." Archie took Johnny's hand and hurried upstairs. Bill looked at Colin, and Colin looked back. "Come here, love. Sit on my lap. You are best showman around, but maybe you're making it a bit tough for poor Johnny." Bill gave Colin a long and tender kiss while one of his big hands played with Colin's cock which was rapidly stiffening again. Just some minutes later Johnny came downstairs, hand in hand with Archie. The youngster's cock was free and both the young and old where grinning. Archie sat down on the sofa, and placed the naked Johnny on his lap. "Can you find the lotion from earlier, Colin dear? This boy needs some kind treatment." Archie placed the lad in front of him. Then he did exactly what he did to Colin earlier. He rubbed cream all over him, from top to bottom, back and front. When he started to work on Johnny's cock and balls, the boy was nearly ecstatic. He's 4.5 inch (11.5 cm) thin cock, was dripping. Archie took the cock in his mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. He let the boy mouth-fuck him, while he worked with his fingers close to the boy's arse hole. Short afterwards the Asian exploded in a silent orgasm inside Archie's mouth. Colin knelt in front of Bill, who very quickly gave his own boy the familiar cock he longed for. This was a signal to Johhny who smiled, and unzipped the headmaster he just had met, and tried to take his cockhead into his mouth. He was not sure he could, but with the tongue and with his lips, he licked the Scottish/South African monster and tasted the sweet pre-cum. The two youngsters were still erect and the grown up cocks had recovered from the afternoon's excitement. "Cheers, buddy," Bill lifted his glass to a guest that just now struggled to stay calm. To be continued