Date: Sun, 22 Apr 2018 17:15:56 +0100 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Colin's New Adventures 75 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 75 It was a tired and rather slow-moving group of rugby players who arrived in Dublin, the capital of Ireland, after the bus trip from the Athlone area. The activities in the bus had been more controlled than yesterday's trip out in the Irish countryside. Sleeping on mattresses on the floor of the sports hall had been expected, and most of the guys had passed out after too many beers. The Brazilian masseur Carlo and the Doctor had been the only ones with a separate room. All the others had slept side by side in the hall. Kenny had joked with Colin, saying that his sleeping bag was big enough for both of them. Colin hadn't been sure this was a good idea. "Too warm," he said. "Too hot, kiddo. Not possible is it?" Kenny had been disappointed. Colin had tried to get comfortable in his old sleeping bag from his scouting days, but when he had problems sleeping with twenty men snoring around him, he found his room-mate beside him. He pulled off the pyjama trousers he hated and let his naked body find Kenny's. Seconds later he had been snoring too, with his room-mate's arms around him. Don, one of the few without a visible hangover, had ordered his team for a common cold morning shower, before the hosts had invited them to a superb breakfast, and even opened the beer taps in the clubhouse. Now the bus had stopped outside a small hotel at the edge of Dublin's Temple Bar district. Temple Bar with bars on every corner, and some in between, has the reputation of being Europe's number one party street for not too serious visitors, perfect for an all-male weekend. "We have a small problem with the rooms," Don shouted in the crowded reception area. "There's been a mistake but we have beds for everybody, so take it easy. And all the rooms are ready for us." "You think we will get to share a room?" Colin touched Kenny's hand. "Don't know, Kiddo, but we're doing this trip on the cheap so we might even have to share beds here," Kenny answered. "We need to use two rooms in the hotel across the street. All the other rooms are here, double or triple. Find your names at the reception and get your keys." Don continued. "Carlo and Dr Randolph take a double across the street, and I will share the other with Colin." "Damn! Fuck!" Kenny was not heard in the jumble that followed. But he smiled at Colin and whispered, "His cock is even bigger than mine!" Colin was in a quandary. He had hoped to share with Kenny, but Kenny's remark made him shiver with excitement. "We will meet in the bar at two o'clock for a late lunch. This afternoon's sightseeing will begin with a guided tour of the Guinness Storehouse and after that we have a tasting at The Old Jameson Distillery. We'll go to the church for dinner after that." Don's end to his speech was followed by some booing and whistling. "When are the chicks coming?" One guy shouted. "We need women now!" Another followed. Don rolled his eyes. "I expect every damn single one of you to be here for the sightseeing. We must have some culture here, and beer and whiskey shouldn't be too boring for you. Check into your rooms now!" Don gave Colin a key to the room across the street. "Text me your room number, please love," Colin said as he gave Kenny a high five and left. Both he and his mate were a bit disappointed at being split up. Colin looked at the watch. One and a half hours till lunch, and he was horny. No morning fuck from Kenny, and no real hand jobs on the bus, even if one of the young ones from yesterday had been sitting very close to him with exploring hands. He jumped up into the huge double bed and relaxed between a bunch of pillows. His hands found his little stiffy inside the baggy sports gear. "Pity to wank with twenty hot men around, and a city full of chicks?" Don said as he suddenly jumped into the bed beside Colin. "Aye, but I was just waiting for you. I dreamt that you came naked through the door and fucked me without questions." Colin grinned. His hands left his dripping cock. "You are teasing me, honey." The 28 year old hairy hunk placed his hand between Colin's spread legs. "I have my fantasies too, you know." Don slipped off his sports jacket and had no t-shirt on underneath. He was hairy like a bear. "I hear that Kenny calls you Kiddo, like his brother, eh?" "Aye, I love him for that. His brother is very cute, and sexy too." Colin used his hand with spread fingers like a comb through Don's hairy front. "But you are sexier, Don. You are like a real bear." Colin found Don's erect nipples. The man whined softly when Colin squeezed them. "I hadn't seen you naked for a long time when I saw you yesterday," Don said. "You have some body hair now. I remember you all smooth." "I haven't shaved my cock area for some weeks but I'll have to do it for the swim competition next week." Colin grinned. "And my legs too." He showed off his legs that had some very fine hair. "May I shave you and make you my kiddo just for tonight, Colin? I never had a brother you see." Don had problems talking. "I'm all yours now. Be my daddy for the day, Don. Do what you please. Make love to me. Let me give you what you dream of. Don't be shy." Colin put his arms around the big body beside him and opened his mouth for him. A waiting tongue met him with great lust. Colin drew his breath. Then he looked Don in his eyes. "I didn't know you were into sex with boys," he whispered. "I'm not. Not the way you think. Do I have to be `into something' to make love to you?" Don openly teased the youngster. "I saw your cunt yesterday. Nicer than any chick's." Colin looked at the watch again. "No more talk man, make me your kiddo. Be my boss!" The huge man lifted Colin like a doll and brought him to the bathroom. With huge hands and a smile he undressed the young one, removing every single item of clothing. "Let me," Colin said when Don started to undress himself. Soon the two were naked. Suddenly Don felt shy and Colin had to take command. The size of Don's cock and balls impressed him like yesterday. "I can't wait, I can't wait," he whispered. He knelt on the bathroom floor and used both his hands to free the man's cockhead. His tight foreskin made a frame around the dark red mushroom. The cock smelt of soap, sweat and something else but Colin placed it inside his mouth and locked his lips. Then he just sucked. Don's knees trembled. After some minutes Colin withdrew. "Make me your `kiddo' now," he said and went into the shower. Don knelt in the door of the shower cubicle and inspected the young body in front of him. There wasn't much hair on the smooth body. When Don asked Colin to turn around and bend over so he could inspect his arse crack, he suddenly used his tongue, first soft and gentle, then a bit rougher. Colin's cock was harder than ever when he faced Don again. With gentle hands Don soaped the boy and he was so light with his hands that Colin asked him to be rougher. "I'm not a doll, not a princess. Hit me if you feel for it, spank me if it gives you pleasure. I'll tell you if you go too far." Colin had turned off the water to make it easier for the man shave him. Colin's legs were easily done, and his armpits were nearly hairless. With light strokes Don removed Colin's dark bush. He held Colin's erection with one hand and shaved him with the other. Colin had to concentrate not to cum too quickly. He was close to the edge already. His naked pubic area was a bit lighter than the tanned body. No hair on this youngster's balls and just some small dark hairs on his cockroot. Colin knew that his arse crack and his arsehole was hairless, so he wondered why Don soaped his whole butt area and concentrated on his pink love entrance. Colin pushed and opened and pushed again. Don was fascinated. "Never seen a cunt like this," he whispered. "Sexier than any girl's." "I'll wash you now Colin, not a hair left, not a hair. Like I remembered you." Don was dripping wet and went into the shower with Colin. Colin could not keep his hands away. He used the soap from his own body and soaped Don's huge weapon. "Kenny said your dick is bigger than his. What do you say?" Colin made Don's erection grow with long strokes. "He has teased me for years and has had fun measuring it." Don grinned. "He says I'm an old man with little testosterone, while he is still a teenager with a growing cock. I think I still do have a bigger one than him, and his cock is quite thin, isn't it? You should know, you're his toy I understand." "Aye, maybe I'm his toy, or maybe he isÉ" Colin interrupted himself. "Are we ready for some more fun?" Don used lotion all over Colin's body. Then he found his talcum powder and carefully treated the newly shaved areas. Don left the bathroom while Colin styled his hair. Minutes later Don opened the door and handed Colin a paper-bag. "Please put these on. I bought them at the airport for my nephew, but I want to see you wear them. And I was not happy when Kenny interrupted your striptease last night Ð the jealous fucker!" Don closed the door and left Colin to get dressed. Colin smiled when he opened the bag. "Okay," he thought, "so this is your dream, big bear. You want a real young Colin to strip for you." The underwear in `extra small' was white with tractors and balloons printed on it. The bikini-style briefs did not cover much and Colin's erection would not stay inside. The top was so short it was well below the navel. Colin looked at his own body in the bathroom mirror. He saw the wet spot through the thin fabric and he saw his erect nipples very clearly. Then came the football gear, in `Liverpool' colours. The shorts hardly covered his round butt and the bulge was visible, even though very innocent. The shirt was the only part that was possible to get on without problems. Colin smiled. "Let me see if I can seduce the bear out there. Never had a cunt like mine, he said. Maybe this will be his first real fuck ever." The very young-looking Colin left the bathroom and entered the bedroom. The curtains were drawn, so it was rather dark in the room for midday, and there were just some spotlights at the foot of the huge bed. "Looked like a stage," Colin told Bill later that night. Don was lying naked on the bed with his stiff cock pointing up like a spear. From time to time he gave his erection some hard spankings. He pressed a button on his mobile, and the music started, yesterday's music, the stripping music from the bar. Colin could hear the laughter and loud chatting. It was a recording from the bar yesterday. "I want you now, Colin. Strip all the way. Please!" Don was excited and horny. Colin found the situation a bit crazy, but he started to dance. And he danced more intense than ever, not only for the begging man in the bed, but with closed eyes he remembered some of his nude shows during the last year. He stripped with dirty movements. He provoked the waiting man. At last he only had the tiniest underwear possible. And Colin was dripping with pre-cum, and hornier than ever. He climbed onto the bed and sat down across the hairy bear's chest. "Do me, hunk. Do me, please. Make me feel good and I will ride you to heaven afterwards." Colin groaned and let the man suck his tiny erection inside the white fabric. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming, Don! Catch my cream." Colin spunked hands-free inside the small bikini, again and again. The spunk dripped through the front and Don licked and sucked every drop. He forced Colin to rise up and stripped the tiny item off him. Then he put it into his mouth and sucked every drop out of it. Colin turned around, spread his legs, put his wet and still stiff cock into the man's mouth while he tried to swallow the huge dick in front of him. "Not easy," he told Bill later. "The thickest cock since that crazy Chinese daddy in Hong Kong." Don responded well. He was showing every sign of a coming explosion. But Colin wanted more. He slowed down and sat back on the hairy chest. "Are you really ready for a boy-cunt, Don? Been a fantasy for a while, eh? But now it's reality, okay? But I can just suck you off if you are afraid." Colin smiled. "Afraid!" Don almost spat out the word. "You are the one who is afraid, isn't it so? The biggest cock you have ever seen, isn't it?" Colin let him believe that. "Good for hunks to think they are the biggest," he thought. "I'll take you, boss, but you have to prepare me for it or you will tear me." Colin bit Don's earlobe, then he bit both nipples. Colin felt how Don's cock pulsed when he teased him hard. Colin was ready. The soaping and the warm water had helped. "Suck my arse, Master. Make it your cunt." Colin placed his balls and cock above Don's mouth. "He was a real pussy-sucker," Colin told Bill later. "That bear had licked many chicks to dreamland." "Now use your fingers, Don." Colin reached for the lubricating jelly on the table and went down on all fours like a dog. Don was not an amateur in the finger-fucking business either. Colin screamed when the third huge finger entered. The result was five very hard spanks on his round buttocks. "Stop screaming, or I'll think you are just another crying chick, used to small-dicked lads like Kenny!" said Don. Colin smiled through tears, then he took command. He took the jelly and creamed the stallion while wanking him. It was a job to really get his foreskin back behind his cockhead, but with two hands and plenty of jelly he managed. Don was the one with tears now. Colin spread his legs. With both hands he opened himself, then he lowered his body until the cockhead was meeting his rosebud. "Now fuck me, master. Show me what a fucker you are!" Colin lowered his body even more. To his surprise Don penetrated him like a wild horse. He was inside in seconds. Colin bit his lower lip. He did not want to scream, but the pain was intense. The erection he usually had during a fuck was gone. "Please take it easy, master. Give me a few seconds," he whispered. "You okay, honey?" Don stroke his sweat-covered forehead. "I'm okay, but you are huge, really huge. Be careful now. I will lower myself until I have you inside me. I'll take you all the way." Colin let the greased monster all the way up his boy-cunt. "Now, fuck my pussy, big boy. Start slowly, please, then do me good, do me hard again, and let me cum again." Colin bent down and kissed the hairy boss once more. Don admitted to Colin later that it was his first boy-cunt, but after his first `attack' he showed what a sensitive fucker he was. The now hard again Colin purred like a cat when Don's cock gave him a prostate massage, and this time his spunk landed all over Don's face and hairy chest. To Colin's surprise Don lifted him off his cock and rather roughly placed him down on the bed. Then he climbed over the small body, pointed his cock at Colin's face, and wanked himself to climax. With a roar he spunked off and soaked the youngster with the great stallion's - not white but all clear - cum. Colin's face and upper body looked like he had been pissed on. It was surely not Don's habit to be cleaned by a mouth after an ejaculation, but Colin did as he had been taught. And when Colin kissed the boss with his face full of his own spunk, the bear hesitated for some seconds before he, with closed eyes, licked every wet spot on the youngster. The teammates had applauded when their boss and the young mascot arrived - the two only late for lunch. And Kenny had teased Colin all the way to the Guinness Storehouse afterwards. When Colin used the lift to the top floor instead of the stairs, Kenny had asked if he really had trouble walking after the `midday nap'. Colin just smiled. Colin had hoped for a visit to Trinity College. He had told his Dad that he had wanted to see the marvellous old architecture, but Bill guessed that the young lads there would be of greater interest. Colin silenced his Dad when he said that if the architecture was dull he would have looked for some of the noble professors in the hope of finding a real daddy to take him to bed for the night. Now Colin was happy to be on the top of the Guinness Storehouse. Guinness beer was not really to his taste but he was happy for the free beer and the nice view over the Irish capital. The team-mates behaved well too, even if some of them charmed the young waitresses and got far more than the one free pint due to them. There should have been taxis to the next event, but Don decided that the lads needed some fresh air before the visit to the Old Jameson Distillery. "Just across the river, then right, and then straight ahead," he commanded. "And no pub stops on the way!" It had been a long time since whiskey had been produced here Colin heard, but it was still one of the best-known whiskey landmarks in Ireland. The rugby mates had looked forward to free tasting here as well, but the shots were nothing for the still thirsty lads. However as a team they wanted to win the whiskey testing. Two guys were chosen, as well as some other visiting groups. Kenny was on the floor seconds after the announcements. Five different whiskeys, and of course Jameson was the winner, and so was Kenny. "Sorry that you are too young, Kiddo. No whiskey testing for you," Kenny touched Colin's head. A group of the lads were emptying their bladders in the exclusive toilet in the visitor's centre. "Your piss is almost pure whiskey now." One of the guys teased Kenny. "Let the lad have a taste." To their noisy amusement Colin knelt and opened his mouth. The already-pissing Kenny stopped his yellow flood with his fingers, moved in front of Colin and gave him a small taste before he turned to the trough and finished. For once a blushing Kenny looked at Colin as if he was sorry. But the lad in front of him followed up on the joke. "A good year that one!" he commented and licked his lips before he opened his own fly and found his place among the pissing lads. "Shape up ladies, we are going to church," Don looked around, and was pleased when he saw his team dressed and up and styled for a night out in Dublin. And yes, the night started at `The Church'. The former St Mary's Church, on the north side of River Liffey, had for the last ten years been one of the most visited party places in Dublin. Maybe not number one choice for a rugby team, but Dr Randolph had insisted, and the lads behaved. Wine and three dishes of really fine Irish food was served. But the rugby guys were not entirely satisfied. "Where are the chicks? There's no dancing around here," one complained. So, when the dessert was done, the group headed back across the river to the Temple Bar district. Nobody could stop the rugby guys from Glasgow diving into the nightlife of Temple Bar. At eleven o'clock Ð early for a night out Ð Colin was dancing in an upstairs bar. Dressed in tight black trousers, black boots, his short off-white leather jacket without no shirt or t-shirt, he was the sexiest dancer on the floor. Don was hanging on the bar drinking. Colin came over for some lemonade and winked at Kenny who sat on a stool beside Don. Three young ladies from Liverpool, out on a `last night with the girls' tried to get Colin back onto the dance floor but he politely declined. When the music changed to something Riverdance-like Colin took off his jacket and threw it on the bar. Then he went back to the floor and did a shirtless performance. "The old chicks out there are dripping," Kenny said. "They would have paid to have him between their legs." "Not much he could do to arouse them." Don grinned and asked for another pint. "Bullshit Don, bullshit! Didn't the beauty lick you today? Didn't he rim you until you were taken to the edge?" Kenny adjusted his stiff cock, not afraid to show his boss that he was horny. "He could have sucked those `ladies' to dreamland if he wanted." "But he doesn't like chicks eh? Not at all?" Don was close to Kenny. "No, for sure, he doesn't. Good for us, wouldn't you say?" Kenny was dragged out on the floor. He looked at Colin. Then he unbuttoned his golden shirt and threw it to Don. Colin's eyes were on his room-mate's muscular shirtless body, perfect in every sense of the word. Neither of them were superb dancers, but the pair owned the bar at that moment. Twenty minutes later, the sweating guys bumped down together on a leather sofa, with the whole bunch of girls from Liverpool around them. "You will have to take care of these, mate," said Colin. "I must take Don back to the hotel, I think. He looks pretty drunk. Don't let the chicks here rape you, Kenny. They are about to undress you!" Colin went up to the bar and put an arm around the boss. "Please free me, Don. The chicks are hunting me and I'm not for sale! But I'm horny as hell." "But Kenny fucked you with his eyes on the floor just now." Don grinned. "Didn't you, then?" Colin, unseen by most around, squeezed Don's heavy bulge. Kenny was filled with jealousy when he saw Don and Colin move downstairs to the exit, Don with his arm around Colin's shoulder. The cold night air was good for Don. He was joking and teasing Colin all the way back to the hotel, and he looked after the boy who was too lightly dressed for the raw Dublin night. "I need a quick shower," Colin said. He had just finished undressing Don who had stood passively beside the bed and let Colin do the job. But Don grinned when Colin stripped off his sexy boxers and revealed a more than ready cock. From the half-open bathroom door Colin saw that Don was jerking with his eyes closed. He threw his head back and forth and mumbled to himself. "Kenny. Yeah, Kenny. More Kenny." "What did you say, Don?" Colin was standing naked and hard beside him. As if back from a trance Don looked at him. "Lick me to heaven, baby. Kenny said you are a master." Colin was easy to ask. He gave the stallion's cock a really good licking before he tugged and licked his hanging balls. Then he turned Don around and commanded him to spread his legs and open his arsecheeks. Colin was happy that Don was very particular when it came to hygiene. His arse smelled of soap and sweat only, and he knew that combination from Kenny. "Rugby team soap," Colin thought before he opened up and found the man's pink rosebud surrounded by a tight forest of dark hair. Don was rimmed like he had probably never been rimmed before, and when Colin spat on his own fingers and found Don's love-knot, the man spunked off like a stallion fucking an artificial mare. Colin cupped the clear liquid Don pumped, and with fingers still inside his arsehole, Colin fed both himself and Don with the 28 old sportsman's semen. Colin needed some relief now and he wanted Don to start with his dripping cock. He helped Don to turn around. However Don was asleep. He was in another world! A naked Colin lay beside him and felt very forsaken. He looked at his watch. It was midnight on a Saturday, and he was still very horny. He jumped out of bed, found a blanket and covered the snoring stallion. It was a very different outfit from what he'd worn in the bar. Colin was dressed in baggy grey sweatpants and a hoodie, jogging shoes and no underwear. He had a bum-bag around his waist. "Time for some training!" Colin said as he winked at the young night watchman in the hotel reception. It was raining outside. "I saw a public toilet down the street," Colin thought. "And when I searched the net I saw there is a cruising area just north of the river." Colin stopped in a covered gate. "What will dad say?" he thought. "I will have to tell him. That's the deal. Sucking old men in a public toilet in Dublin? Or fucking teens for money in a cold public garden?" Colin opened his iPhone. "Room 239." He had asked Kenny to give him his room number. "Maybe," he thought and crossed the street. "I have a friend in 239," he told the man in reception. The man looked at him with scepticism but sent him upstairs. "Your friend has a lot of visitors up there tonight." The man grinned. Colin stopped outside the room. The key was still in the lock and there was a `Do not disturb' sign. He carefully opened the door. There were two men partly dressed and three girls, one of them riding a rugby stallion, on top of the bed. "Kenny is in the basement!" One guy shouted when he saw Colin. The nude girl did not stop her action. Heavy music and old-fashioned disco-lights met Colin in the hotel's basement bar. "Not the nicest place for a nightcap," Colin thought. Some of his team mates were around, and some other male hotel guests plus the girls from England. Kenny did not look happy, but he smiled and opened both arms when Colin arrived. "Hey Kiddo. I missed you. You've been jogging? You must be damn horny." He touched Colin's stiff cock. "But fucking is better than training, you know." He placed Colin on his lap and found his warm naked body underneath the training outfit. "Please Kenny, I have a plan. I need your cock now, very much." He whispered close to Kenny's ear. "Come with me." "But the guys are fucking upstairs," Kenny said. "I know, and Don is asleep in my room." Colin found Kenny's jacket and helped him to put it on. The two went out in the main street. A few blocks down Colin turned into a narrow, very dark passage. On the right side was a tiny blue neon-light. Colin pushed the button beside the door. A small window opened, and the sound from the automatic lock was heard. "What the hell!" Kenny swore. "You've brought me to a fucking gay club! How did you know about this?" The rainbow flag was filling the wall behind the young shirtless boy in the reception. The smell of sauna and hot action filled the room. "It's the only place where I can keep you away from the chicks, isn't it stallion? They have been in your trousers all evening. Do you really mind going here with me?" Colin found money from his bum-bag, gave it to the boy behind the desk and smiled. "Jealous, Kiddo? You are so sweet when you are jealous and horny. Can't wait for me, eh?" Kenny squeezed Colin's buttocks. "What if the guys here get wild then?" "I'd go for it. You can manage to look after me, I guess." Colin grinned. "Aye, if I want to," Kenny teased back. "But maybe there are some real cuties in here who need some attention more than you." Kenny looked at the youngster behind the desk and pulled Colin close to his shoulder. "Anyone inside as cute as this little one?" "I don't know. Depends what you are into?" The youngster smiled and placed two white towels on the desk. "Students I guess, half price at the weekend." He returned some money to Colin. "First time you are here?" The boy's eyes went from Colin to Kenny, and then back to Colin. "Any special service you guys want?" He sounded both professional and innocent at the same time. "I brought my own daddy as you can see." Colin tried to flirt with the boy who obviously had his eyes on Kenny's bulge, a bulge that was growing in front of the youngster. "What specialities do you offer?" "Well, on the next floor we have a sauna, a steam-room, and a whirlpool, and upstairs you will find some video-cabins and darkrooms, and on the topÉ" he hesitated, "a playroom with more specialised equipment." "You meet us up there then!" Kenny put his one hand around his stiff cock and squeezed it. "Maybe we need some instructions. Kiddo here is a real first-timer, you see," Kenny took Colin's hand and together they entered the straight Kenny's first gay sauna. Colin was not surprised that Kenny had taken the dominant attitude in the reception and was smiling at the thought that his roomy had grown a real erection while talking to the cutie in the bar. "You said you had a plan, Kiddo. Just go in here and sell your arse to a nice oldie while I fuck a lonely student, eh?" Kenny grinned. "No Kenny." Colin went close up to him and gave him his lips. "I'm the lonely student and you are my boss tonight. Sell me if you please, but you are the only one to fuck me. Understand, rugby boy?" They were both completely naked in the changing room, and neither of them tried to hide their erections. Kenny's 10 inch (over 25 cm) weapon moved up and down catching Colin's eyes. Colin loved the circumcised cock when it was ready for hot action. Colin's tiny dick, little more than 4 inches (10 cm) but quite thick, was wet, dripping wet, and he could not but touch it with his fingers and lick the sticky juice. "Let me taste," Kenny said. Colin caught another drop of pre-cum and put his fingers into Kenny's mouth. He sucked them with closed eyes. Two men were coming down from the sauna, dressed in white towels. "Think this is the uniform here," Colin whispered. "Boring!" The two, a youngster of twenty, and a man who could be his father, dropped their towels without shyness. They smiled at the newcomers and toyed with their hairy weapons. "No real action upstairs tonight," the young one said. "Maybe we should stay a little longer," the oldest said. "Could be more fun here now, I think." He winked at Colin. With their towels just hanging in front of them, Colin and Kenny entered the steam sauna. It was impossible to see anything, but there were sounds of sex all around. When they get used to the dark, they could see men playing, some giving hand jobs and some sucking. The two newcomers sat down on a stone bench and felt very comforted by the hot steam. Kenny, who was sitting with his legs well apart, tugged his balls and played with his huge cock. With nearly closed eyes he saw that all the men were looking at him, looking him closely, and he loved it. Colin saw that too. He passed the men on his way to the floor and felt hands touching him, just lightly, but they were hot hands, caring hands, hands of horny men. Colin knelt in front of Kenny and took care of his cock. He licked it and sucked it like the lollipop he always thought it was. Colin arranged Kenny's legs so the men could see as much as possible. He tightened his lips and let Kenny mouth-fuck him. Kenny forgot about the public and sounded like he did at home in their own room, when Colin, the master of sucking, brought him close to the edge. Surprising everyone, Colin jumped up on the low bench and passed all the men on his way back to Kenny. This time he walked slowly in front them, and many of them touched his dick and his balls. Colin loved it. At the end he stood in front of Kenny, one leg at each side of his friend's hips, took hold of his head and pushed his little stiffy into Kenny's mouth. He had no problem filling his mouth both with his dick and his small round balls. Kenny squeezed Colin's nipples, bringing a squeal from him. "Come on, Kenny! Let us cool down a little, eh? The night is still young." Colin took Kenny's hand and together they went up to the jacuzzi. `No sex activity in the pool', stated a sign above the whirlpool. Colin and Kenny shared the room with three students their own age, very ordinary guys, but horny and playful. "Sucking is not sex, isn't that so? A famous president told us that, didn't he?" One of them took care of two hard cocks after pointing at the sign above them. "I agree!" Colin dived and found Kenny's wonderful stick. "If you go on like this, I'm going to spunk in this jacuzzi," Kenny whispered to Colin. The three guys grinned. Two of them played with Colin's legs in the water. The jacuzzi stopped. Ten minutes to re-start, the light told them. Kenny, with an even harder erection than earlier, left the pool. Colin winked at the three guys and followed him. "We need some new towels. It's not nice to cover up with these wet ones," Kenny said. "We can drop the towels," Colin commented. "Come with me, let's put on a show here. You heard, there's no real action upstairs." Colin went down and opened his locker. "Put on this, big boy!" Colin handed Kenny a black silk-like or thin leather-like, thong. "I bought it for you in Hong Kong, but there hasn't been any opportunity for you to wear it up till now." Kenny tried to place his boner into the tight thong. He managed but he still showed off a real tent. The thong with no rear, just a string between his arse crack, made his great butt look even hotter. "You should never be allowed to wear more than this." Colin kissed Kenny lightly on his lips. "You are a dream, Master!" Colin found some other stuff in his small bag - first a dog collar, then a leash. "Bind me, Master." Colin gave the items to Kenny who, with trembling hands, put the collar around Colin's neck and then found the way to attach the leash. "Your Dad denied you a puppy when you were kids, you told me. You have one tonight." Colin gave Kenny a butt plug formed like a small turnip. The plug ended in a handle and on the handle was a black puppy-tail. "Now, screw me with this, and make me your dog." Colin turned around and gave Kenny a tube of jelly. Kenny greased the plug and then he greased Colin's love hole with two fingers. The plug was thicker than many cocks Colin had taken but he managed it. With a plopping sound, the butt plug was inside his sphincter and Colin was a puppy for the first time. "Cuter than ever, Kiddo." Kenny made the tail swing. "Maybe you will need to punish me," Colin said. The last instrument in Colin's bag was a small leather whip. He hung it in Kenny's thong. Then he gave Kenny the leash. "Show your puppy to the audience upstairs," Colin said. Then he went into the nearby toilet and lifted his leg for a piss. "You are crazy, Kiddo, really crazy!" Kenny went in front as they walked upstairs. The clock on the wall showed two. The club - close to where a sleeping Don lay and where the fucking rugby guys screwed their English `ladies' - was about to be get livelier. Kenny with Colin in the leash passed the small video rooms, some with single guys inside, some with couples having sex. Some closed doors, but most of them open as a sort of invitation. At the end of the room was a huge mattress, almost like a stage. Two youngsters occupied the place as if they were sleeping. "Not much action here," Colin said. "Let's go through the darkroom and see if there is more action there. Take care of your cock, Kenny. Someone might try to undress you in there." "Hope so!" Kenny grinned. He found the whole situation a bit funny. "Let me suck you through the hole in the wall," Colin said. They had come to a room with gloryholes. Kenny went inside and presented his circumcised stiffy to a kneeling Colin. A very grown up man knelt beside Colin. "Please," was the man's only word and Colin let him take care of Kenny's cock. The man lost his towel and Colin could admire a cock almost as big as Kenny's, but more veiny and much darker. Not a hair on the man's low-hanging balls. Colin thought of Uncle George. "I miss him," Colin thought. "A real old stud. Hope he will fuck me out in the forest again this summer!" He closed his eyes and used his hands on the older man. He jerked his stiff cock and played with his balls while the man was occupied with Kenny. He tugged the balls lower and managed to lick the man's piss-slit and glans. "I'm gonna come soon," Kenny shouted on the other side of the wall. "You kill me, Kiddo. Hard suck tonight. Hard suck. Fuck! Fuck!" Kenny pushed his hips forward and his cock was spitting his young white load, some in the grown up man's mouth, some on his face. The man suddenly stood up. "Thanks, kid," his only comment before he disappeared in the darkness. Colin was hornier than ever. "You cheated me, mate. Who was the man who sucked me? A real sucker, but I wanted you! You need some punishment, puppy?" Kenny used the whip on Colin's back and bum, more teasing than real punishment. They had reached the central darkroom. Some men used lighters to see better, some others used their hands to search. The three guys from the whirlpool were there having a hot threesome fuck, with an older audience around using hands to participate. "I don't want to be fucked in the dark, Kenny. Folks are here to watch so we'll give them a show eh?" Colin touched Kenny's wet cock hanging outside the thong now. The rugby boy just grunted. "Not possible to understand what this crazy kid is planning," Kenny thought. "Hey, guys. We watched you dancing in the bar this evening. Didn't think we would meet you here after seeing a lot of chicks around you," said a very dark tattooed youngster sitting on the mattress. "I'm Maurice," he said. "Meet Senior." He pointed at another slim but older man sitting behind him. The other man raised his hand in greeting. "Haven't seen a puppy in a sauna before. You didn't look like a slave-type in the bar, young man!" The man called Senior commented. Colin swallowed when he saw the open towel. "Kasim-sized," he whispered to Kenny. "This kid is far from a slave, sir," Kenny was very direct. "He's the boss and now he wants to be fucked in public. What do you say, puppy?" Kenny forced Colin to bow. He played with the puppy-tail, then he used the whip on his buttocks, quite hard this time. Colin's bum was red now. "Yes, master. Please fuck me now. Maybe these nice guys will help you?" Colin yelled when the whip reached his balls and his stiff cock. "Please stop, or I will have to piss." He lifted his leg like a dog. Colin went down on the pad on hands and feet. With begging eyes he looked at the oldest coloured man. "Please free me from slavery, sir." Colin smiled when he saw Kenny nod. Senior did not cover his huge dick when he freed Colin from his leash. "Please take the tail as well, sir. The plug is hurting." Colin looked at Senior. "Do the job for the kid, Maurice," Senior commanded. The young tattooed boy, as tall as the man he had called his father, had dropped his towel as well, and was jerking a huge circumcised boner. Now he moved behind Colin and tried to get the plug out of Colin's arse. They all saw the hole open more and more, but the arse muscles were still tight. A burning pain went through Colin when he managed to push out the butt-plug. At the same time the whip hit him again and he tightened his arse muscles. "You want to take a closer look at my master?" Colin was standing in front of Kenny. "It's a pity he is so shy." Colin used his hands and very slowly stripped Kenny of his only piece of clothing. Even though the lad had been sucked off only some minutes earlier he sported a heavy erection. "You want to touch him, sir? He doesn't bite." Colin took Senior's hand and placed it on Kenny's cock. Colin dived between Maurice's spread legs. He had to take a closer look at this tattooed, dark brown prince, whom he thought was Caribbean. The rasta-styled youngster opened up for Colin and soon the teenager tasted sweet pre-cum dripping from Maurice's cockhead. Colin was brought back from dreamland when his hips were lifted from the mattress. He was placed on his hands and feet and his legs were spread. Kenny was very direct; he wouldn't let another stallion take what was his. Colin took the signal. He looked at Kenny and opened his arse. "I'm wet from the tail, but I need some cream." Nobody knew where the cream came from, but Senior had a tube in his hand. First he applied a large amount inside Colin's hole, then he looked at Kenny, who nodded. A signal for the willing man to grease up Kenny's 10 inches (26 cm). Kenny placed his cockhead outside Colin's slightly puffy rosebud. He looked at Senior and he looked at Maurice, and with a warrior's look Kenny penetrated his roomy as he had done so many times before. Not a light fuck here, but a very direct penetration all the way to the bottom. Colin could not see though tears, but he felt something in his mouth, and again he tasted pre-cum. The father and son knelt in front of him and fought to feed him cock. Colin gasped for air. "Harder, Kenny. Just do it like at home, fuck me like at homeÉ" Colin's mouth was filled again. Kenny forgot the time and place. He did not see that the room was filled with men of all ages, mostly naked, many jerking or sucking. "Aye Kiddo, I'll fill you up, fill you up." He bottomed the boy again and again. Kenny lifted Colin from the pad and placed him on his back. "Hold his legs, please," he said as he looked at the coloured father and son. "Spread them, give me access." Again Kenny placed his cockhead on Colin's pucker, and moments later he was pounding his mate. "I'm cumming, Kenny. I'm cumming! You are the best, the bestÉ the fucking best!" Colin ejaculated for the first time after Don's treatment and he did it the Colin way, hands-free and shooting high into the air. Spunk landed in Maurice's rasta-style hair, on Senior's black chest, and all over Colin's own face and body. With a howl, Kenny withdrew, went up beside the two coloured men and started to wank. The two copied Kenny and in only a few minutes Colin was drenched with spunk from the three men. Kenny fell down beside his young mate and half covered him with his body. It must have been ten minutes later before Kenny looked around. Not another person was left in the room, except for the young man from the reception bringing new towels. "You want some service upstairs?" The man looked at Kenny. "I think the youngster here has had enough." Kenny winked at him, before he took one towel and cleaned the wet body. Then he lifted Colin and carried him downstairs to the jacuzzi. "Why didn't you want us to go to the playroom?" Colin looked at Kenny with tired eyes. "Because I want to have you alone for the rest of the night," Kenny answered and kissed him again and again. "What hotel for the night?" Colin asked. The two went hand in hand up the street between the two hotels. "Well, we have two rooms, haven't we?" Kenny squeezed Colin's hand. "You want me to share bed with the English chicks?" Colin asked. "Please come with me!" "But Don, he's probably waiting for your company for the rest of the night," Kenny pouted. Colin had never seen him like this. Colin waved to the night porter. "We will be one more for breakfast," he shouted and pushed Kenny upstairs. Don was lying where Colin had left him, sleeping soundly. "I can sleep on the sofa," Kenny said. "Aye, you could sleep on the sofa, but you will not sleep on the sofa. Come here!" Colin undressed his room-mate. Kenny stopped him when he was about to strip off his tight boxers. "But Don..," he said. "Don sleeps naked too," Colin said. "Don't be a fool." He pulled the shorts down slowly as if it was a public stripping. For once Kenny was only half-hard. "Undress me!" Colin ordered, and since Colin had left the hotel without underwear he was naked very soon. In the light from the street lamps Colin took Kenny's hand and helped him into the double - not king size - bed. Then he crept down between the two naked rugby players. The first night in Dublin was over. *** Colin could not sleep, not after so much hot action, and with two naked warm bodies beside him. "I wonder if they are asleep?" he thought. He used his left hand and found Kenny's dick. Kenny turned half way towards him. His cock grew. Colin used his right hand and found Don's hairy cock. It was hard and wet already. Don grunted and moved closer. At last Colin was close to dreamland. Then he felt a hand around his little cock. Then he felt another hand on top of the other. But for once Colin's dick was not the target. A hairy arm from Don crossed Colin and found Kenny's steely erection. And above that arm another who squeezed his boss's waiting cock. "Maybe I should take the sofa?" Colin thought, and then he passed out. To be continued.