Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2006 13:34:21 -0400 (EDT)
From: Mitchel Mulder <mitchmulder@lycos.com>
Subject: Moving to the city-10

The Major and Peter waved the others goodbye.
"There they go, back to their wives; you have a girlfriend, Peter?"
"No, I haven't"
"Good" the Major said, he closed the door, with his hand on Peter's
shoulder they walked back to the dining room.
"An other cognac?"
"No thanks, I had enough, not really used drinking that stuff."
The Major gave him a smile, "wise, I had enough too."
He turned Peter around and drew him close. He kissed him tenderly, his
hand moving over Peter's bare chest into his pants.
"Very nice" the Major said as he felt Peter's hardening cock, "let's get
to bed."

With his arm around Peter he guided him upstairs. It was a big house, the
walls decorated with a lot of paintings of exotic people and places.
"You like them?"
"I do."
They stopped in front of a big painting of a huge white house with
mountains in the back.
"That's my plantation on Java."
"Java? You mean in the East Indies?"
"Yes."
"Wow, that's on the other side of the world!"
"Well, almost, you know, by plane it only takes three days nowadays.
Normally it takes 6 to 8 weeks by ship."
"What do you grow there?"
"Mostly tobacco and tea."
"Wow, what are you doing here then?"
"Every year I spend a few months here, can be quite boring there, always
that heat, the humidity."

Peter followed the Major into his bedroom, wooden masks hang above the
large bed.
The Major started to undress Peter slowly.
"You're so handsome" and placed kisses on every part of Peter's naked
body, at the same time pushing him back on the bed.
Quickly the Major undressed too, his chest was smooth and broad, his body
was a shade lighter than his face and arms. He stepped into the bed and
took Peter in his arms and kissed him deeply. Peter put his arms around
him, pulling him on top of him. He felt the Major's erection pressing at
his cock and balls. In response his cock got harder too, reaching its
full erectness. The Major licked his armpits, which made Peter giggle.
The big hands of the Major stroke over his body, one hand wrapped around
Peter's cock.
"Dam nice cock, you have"
The Major gave it a few wanks and squeezed hard. A drop of juice leaked
out, the Major stuck out his tongue and licked it off.
He lifted up Peter's legs so that his ass was off the bed. His legs were
placed on the Major's shoulders.
The Major started to stroke Peter's cock as he moved his hard member
closer to Peter's waiting ass.
He pushed hard against Peter's opening, the ring gave away, again the
Major did not stop but pushed his cock all the way in. He kissed Peter's
legs and started to fuck him, first pulling his cock out and pushing it
back in again. With every thrust the Major made, Peter let out a moan,
the cock was pushing against his prostate with every move. Peter grabbed
his cock and started to wank it fast, knowing he wouldn't last long.
"Oh, yes, fuck me harder!"
The Major fucked him faster, Peter felt the tingle starting in his balls,
spreading deep in his ass and moving fast up through his cock."
He roared and tossed his head, his body flexed.
"Yeah, shoot it, boy!"
He felt his sperm rushing through his penis, thick drops of cum landed on
his chest, the Major's cock kept pumping his ass, his own cock kept on
spewing.
With a low groan he drained the last drop out of his cock.
The Major pushed Peter's legs aside and lowered himself to kiss him.
Peter wrapped his legs and arms around the Major.
"O man!" the major shouted.
Peter hold him tighter, he felt the Major's cock explode, his warm cum
filling every part of his bowels. The major collapsed on top of Peter,
they laid there for a few moments, kissing and caressing.
"Boy, you are so hot!" the Major kissed him again and rolled off, "that
was just what an old man like me needed."
Peter rolled on his side and looked at him.
"You're not an old man!"
"I am" he spread his arm and Peter moved to him, "51 here, old enough to
be your father, maybe even old enough to be your granddad."
Peter placed his hand on the smooth chest and looked up to him, "Don't
say that."
"You're a good kid" and gave Peter a hug, "let's get some sleep now."
Peter cuddled up to the warm body of the Major and fell asleep quickly.

When Peter woke up the next morning, the Major was already up, standing
in front of the high windows looking at Peter.
"Morning Peter."
"Good morning, what is that what you're wearing, a skirt?"
No, it's a sarong, it's what people wear on Java."
"Only that?"
"yes, most of the times, feels great, wear it all the time in house, hang
on."
He walked over to a closet and got another one out and tossed it to
Peter.
It was a colorful piece of cloth, Peter got up and wrapped it around his
waist, "like this?"
"That's it, just let all the goods hang! Come on, Henry has the breakfast
ready downstairs."

After breakfast Peter had a shower, he loved it, much better than a bath.
When he got downstairs again, the major was still wearing his sarong with
a shirt on top of it.
"Peter, let's go to the theater tonight."
"Can't, sorry, I'll have to work" he saw the disappointment on the
Major's face, "but tomorrow is my free night", he said quickly.
"Splendid, what do you like, opera, ballet, a play?"
"Don't mind, you choose."
"Fine, let's meet around seven in the American Cafe."
"Fine, well, till Sunday then."
The Major got up, hugged Peter and slipped an envelope into his pocket.
For the first time Peter felt a bit ashamed to take money.

Once outside he didn't dare to look inside the envelope, somehow it
didn't feel right to take money from the Major. He had really enjoyed
last night, he really liked the major. Funny, but the best part of last
night was the moment after the sex, (not that the sex had been bad) when
he laid in the arms of the Major, he had felt so secure, so save.
When he past the museum a tram rang its bell, Peter ran for it and was
just in time to hop on. After he had paid his fare, he did look into the
envelope, this can't be right, this is too much! Normally he had to work
a week for an amount like that.

"Ah, there you are, Peter."
"Hi, Aunt Leo."
She gave him a playful look.
"You know, Jack was very worried, afraid that you had some kind of
accident."
She put down her knitting, "I really had to force him to go to work, he
wanted to stay here so he would know that everything was allright."
Peter smiled.
"To be honest, I was a bit worried too."
"Well it got a bit late last night, so I spend the night at a colleague's
home."
"Of course" she said and gave him a wink.
"Aunt Leo, what does one wear to a theater?"
"Depends, where are you going?"
"Not sure yet, opera, ballet, a play."
"Ah, the serious stuff, well I guess a suit is always good".

That afternoon Peter went to the shops to buy his first suit. He went
from shop to shop till he found one that he really liked.


"Don't worry I tell him you are perfectly fine" Aunt Leo said, "it's
Saturday, pay-day, I'm sure he is having a drink somewhere with his
friends."
"Well, I'm off then, I guess."
The thought of Jack worrying about him has excited him and, more
important he missed seeing Jack, but it was Saturday night, the busiest
night of the week, he had to be on time.
When he arrived the master slipped him the other half of the money of
last night.
With a beer in his hand Peter looked around, it was pretty crowded
already, most men were drinking and looking from one boy to the other,
making up their minds which one to choose.
"How was it?"
Peter looked up, Gerard sat next to him, "come on tell me."
"I had a perfect night, to be honest. Gerard, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Have you ever ..." Peter stopped not quite sure how to put it.
"Have I ever what?"
"Well, did you ever go out with a person you met here?"
"You mean, earn some money behind the master's back?"
"No, no, I'm meeting the Major tomorrow night again, we'll go out."
"O la la, looks like some one is in love!" Gerard ruffled Peter's hairs.
"Isn't he a bit too old for you?"
"No, I'm not in love, I just like him, I feel, I don't know, comfortable
with him. Am I making any sense?"
"Sure, I guess" Gerard looked at him, "I always try to leave my emotions
outside, that's better I think."
A man came up and looked from Gerard to Peter.
"Both so handsome, so hard to choose!"
Peter and Gerard gave the man a big smile.
He touched Peter's lips with his finger, running his hand from his chin
to his chest.
"Very nice" the man said.
He turned to Gerard, he ran his finger over Gerard's lips too, Gerard
opened his lips and sucked the finger into his mouth.
The man leaned forward and said something in Gerard's ear.
"come on then" Gerard took the man's hand and went upstairs.

"Can I have another?"
While the master poured Peter another beer, a man laid some money on the
bar wich the master took quickly. The man started to strip and handed his
cloth and shoes over to the master.
Buck naked the man paraded through the parlor.
"That's all he ever does, just comes here to walk around naked."
"There are some strange people" Peter commented.
The master shook his head, "No Peter, people are not strange, you like
beer, an other prefers wine, we just like different things."

"Hi"
Peter turned and was staring at a skinny boy, not older then Peter
himself.
"Hi, I'm Peter" he held out his hand, thinking that this would be a new
boy.
"I'm Ton" he shook Peter's hand and smiled a bit shyly.
"You want something to drink?" Ton stuttered.
"Thanks, but I just got one" Peter answered, holding up his glass.
"I'm sure Peter likes another one, Sir, he is always thirsty" the master
gave Peter a look.
'Sir?' Peter thought, guess it is not a new boy afterall.
The master poured another beer, and asked what Ton would like.
"The same" Ton answered.
"Cheers" Peter said.
"I'm all new to this" Ton confessed.
"There is a first time for everything" Peter answered and laid his hand
on Ton's knee.
Ton took a few sips of his beer and looked around nervously.
Peter moved his hand up, Ton let out a sigh as Peter touched his bulge.
"See you found some one you like" a older man said while he placed his
arms around both Peter and Ton.
Tom looked to Peter and nodded.
"Good then" the other man said and got his wallet out and handed some
money to the master.
Richard opened the door and told Peter the room number.

They climbed the stairs in silence, Peter opened the door to let Tom in.
Once Peter had closed the door, Ton felt on his knees and opened Peter's
fly. He took his cock out and studied it. Peter opened his buttons and
let the trousers fall to the floor. He placed his hands behind Ton's
head, Ton opened his mouth and looked up.
"If that's what you want, go for it" Peter said.
Ton put Peter's cock in his mouth with his lips he pushed down the
foreskin, with his tongue he went over the head. Peter's cock reacted at
once. Wow, Peter thought, this guy knows what he's doing! Peter started
to move his hips, as Ton moved his hands to Peter's ass. Ton sucked
eagerly and squeezed Peter's ass.
"Ohh, I love this" Peter let out between two moans.
Ton hand moved to Peter's balls holding them and rolled them around on
the palm of his hand.
Suddenly Ton stopped and got up to his feet. with a swift move he dropped
his pants, kicked off his shoes and turned around.
"Fuck me" Ton pleaded as he got down on his hands.
Peter's hand went over the smooth young ass cheeks, and pushed a finger
between them.
Ton let out a cry as Peter tried to push a finger inside.
"Is this... your first time?" Peter asked.
"Yes it is, does it hurt much?"
Peter sank to his knees, "to be honest, yes, at first, I will be very
gentle."
He parted the cheeks and kissed the virgin sphincter.
His hand moved to Ton's cock, which was hard and long. Slowly he stroked
it as he licked around the hole.
Ton moaned loudly as Peter pressed his tongue in.
When he thought he wet the ass thoroughly he inserted a finger.
"Allright?"
"Yes" Ton pushed his ass back.
"That's it, just push back". Slowly Peter fucked Ton's with his finger.
"Hang on" Peter said, and got some Vaseline, he dipped his finger in the
jar and pushed it back in Ton's ass.
"O yes!"
The finger glided in easily now. Peter inserted a second one, and spread
them once inside.
"You're doing fine."
"Feels great."
"You want my dick now?"
Ton moaned, which Peter took as a yes.
Peter got up and put some Vaseline on his cock-head.
Carefully he pulled out his fingers, the opening closed a bit but not
completely.
He pushed his cock-head against it and pushed forward.
With his hands around Ton hips he hold him in place, putting more
pressure on his dick.
"Ouch shit!"
"relax, open up, push back."
The sphincter opened just a bit, Peter had to hold his cock tight, right
under the head.
"Just do as if you take a shit"
"that's it!" Peter pushed harder and felt the ring opening up, Ton let
out a loud cry of pain.
No use of stopping now, the head was almost in. Ton tried to get away,
but Peter held him tight.
He pushed his hips forward and saw his head disappear. Ton's sphincter
closed tight around Peter's cock.
He heard Ton sob, he felt Ton's dick which was now completely soft.
Peter leaned forward and placed a kiss on his back.
"You're doing great, the worst part is over"
Slowly he pushed further till his cock was halfway in.
He started to fuck Ton, with each thrust he made Ton let out a soft cry.
He felt Ton's cock starting to get harder, the cries changed into moans,
Peter increased his speed and pushed his cock further in. With every move
his cock got in deeper.
"Oh, this is great" Ton said, while he pushed back his ass.
Peter jacked Ton's cock faster.
"Oh, gonna cum!"
Ton's body started to shake, his ass tightened around Peter's cock, Peter
jacked faster and soon his hands were soaked with Ton's sperm.
Peter held still as Ton got his breath back. Without cumming himself
Peter slowly withdrew his cock.
"God, that was great, feel so empty now" Ton said as he got up, "Thanks!"
"You are hot" Peter said and cleaned his cock with a washcloth.
They both pulled up their trousers and went downstairs.

The man was waiting for them.
"So, how was it?" he asked Ton.
"Dad, it was great!"
Dad? did he hear that right, dad?
The dad slapped Peter on his shoulders and grinned broadly.
Peter smiled back, the man's hand rested still on his shoulder, "Thanks
man."
"Yeah it was great" Peter said too.
Slowly, the man's hand slided from Peter's shoulder to his chest, "Ton
certainly know how to pick them."
Peter did not know how to react. The man's hand had now reached his
crotch.
"wow and still hard too" he laughed.
Embarrassed Peter moved towards to bar. The man's hand went now to his
ass.
The man got behind Peter and pressed himself against him, while his hand
rubbed the front of Peter's pants. Peter could feel the hard cock of the
man rubbing against his ass.
"Son, order a drink for yourself, dad's gonna have some fun too."
Again he handed the master money.
"Better yet, come upstairs too, Ton" the dad said.
Peter's cock was dripping heavily, dad was a good looking guy with, what
he had felt, a big cock.

When they were in the room Peter was told to get naked. Slowly the dad
started to strip too.
Once the dad was naked he stroked his cock to full hardness.
His cock was huge, almost as big as Jack's, damn, why do I compare each
cock with Jack's, Peter thought.
Ton got naked too and got on his knees between his dad and Peter, sucking
their cocks in turn.
Dad turned Peter around and pushed him down on his knees and got behind
him. He told Ton to wet Peter's ass good.
Peter moaned as he felt Ton's tongue entering him.
When Ton's tongue left him he felt the thick head of Ton's dad, pushing
his way in. Peter held his breath.
"Does it hurt?" Ton asked.
The dad pushed his cock further in.
"Not anymore" Peter said, "just a bit at first."
As to prove it he pushed his ass back, and told the dad to fuck him good.
The dad fucked him harder, pushing his cock as deep as possible in. His
balls slapping hard on Peter's.
"Tell me how does his cock feel?"
"Oh, it feel great!"
Ton got under them and started to lick Peter's balls, while he started to
wank Peter's dripping tool.
This was getting too much for Peter.
He gave a deep groan and ejeculated, Ton quickly moved his mouth over
Peter's cock and received the full load in his mouth.
The dad kept on fucking him, till Ton got next to Peter and told his dad
to fuck him now.
The dad pulled out.
"Are you sure, kid?"
"Yes, dad I want it."
Peter got up quickly to get the jar of Vasiline. He smeared a lot of it
on the thick cock and some on Ton's ass. He guided the dad's cock to his
boy ass.
The man hesitated a moment, but Ton urged him to fuck him.
Tears welled up in Ton's eyes as his dad forced his cock into him.
"O your ass is so tight, you're squeezing the cum right out of me!"
Luckily for Ton his dad came after a few thrust. Both of them cried out.
Ton hand moved to his flacid cock and gave it a few wanks, although his
cock was flacid he did shoot a nice load again.
After the dad had pulled he kissed away his son tears.

Once downstairs they shook hands.
"I'll never forget you" Ton said to Peter.
"Nor will I" his dad said, "thanks man, I was afraid I would be too big
for him, you know for his first time, hurt him too much. Not that you are
small, hell no, you got a nice size too; anyway, you brought our
relationship on a new level I guess."
Ton turned around and kissed his dad on the lips.
"Well, maybe see you here another time" Ton smiled to Peter.

The master looked pleased at Peter.
Peter looked at Ton and his father as they left the parlor.
"Weird" he said.
"Why?" the master said.
"Well, you know, father and son!"
"Peter, what love is stronger then the love between a father and a son?
Some like to express that in a different way."
Peter shrugged, thinking back of his own father, always drunk and always
violent.
"Yeah maybe, but then again I'm not an expert on love between a father
and a son."