Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2017 16:40:10 +0000 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Colin's New Adventures 68 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 68 "You seem very excited. I thought you were exhausted after the morning in the swimming pool." Bill put a hand on Colin's thigh, hoping to calm him down. The airplane was due to land at Kastrup airport in Copenhagen in only twenty minutes. "I am wondering if Olav is waiting at the airport. He said he might be there but it's some distance from Copenhagen city centre to the airport, so maybe he won't have time. The ship from Oslo should have arrived in Copenhagen about ten o'clock this morning but maybeÉ" Colin talked without stopping for breath. "Baby, relax. I'll take you both to Tivoli tonight when you have finished your rehearsals for the show." Bill looked around, then pulled Colin tight and gave him his lips for a hot and loving kiss. Colin gave him his tongue, closed his eyes and lowered his shoulders. "I love you, Daddy. I'm so happy you are here. I'm surrounded by new people again, quite stressful," Colin sighed. "Last show this season?" "I'll ask when I meet the public relations people this afternoon." Bill played with Colin's hair. "Only some photo sessions this spring, I believe. They talked about a Scottish location. Then they want to discuss a possible New York job next autumn." "Cool. But they said I was too sexy for modelling teen stuff in America." Colin grinned. "Who said so?" Bill grinned back. "Klaus...ermÉMr Sieger said last night." Colin smiled once more at the senior purser who had been close to Colin's seat many times during the short flight from Berlin. "His magazine just wants to sell you in Europe, son. But the owners of JustColin want your brand to go world-wide." Bill looked serious. "You think you are ready for that, love?" Bill played with Colin's bare neck. The tickling made Colin shiver. "I'm ready for some hot sex now, that's why I'm excited, and you make me horny as hell, Daddy. I've had a boner since Olav called me at the airport in Berlin." Colin had a visible tenting close to his seat belt. "Too many people around to take care of that now," Bill said as he placed his huge hand over Colin's bulge and gave it a squeeze. "Do you think you will meet Ib and Daniel in Copenhagen, Daddy?" Colin looked at the blushing Bill. The two young Danish brothers had modelled for JustColin in Milan earlier that year and made Bill their real favourite. "Aye, I'm sure they waiting to meet me with flags at the airport!" Bill squeezed Colin's bulge even harder. The airplane made a sharp turn to land from the north. Colin had a wonderful view of the sunny Copenhagen. "Look at the ships, and the palace." He was like a kid again. "A lovely city, yes, and an exciting city. Forty years since my last visit," Bill murmured. The noise of the landing wheels being lowered stopped the chatting. A large group of people waited for the arrival from Berlin. It was very crowded, with many people waving, but Colin just looked out for Olav's fluffy light hair. He saw two very formally-dressed guys with a JustColin poster, and behind them was the lad he was looking for, a lad waving with both arms, a young man with a wide, warm smile. Colin was up to him in seconds, and folded his arms around him in a tight hug. The two young men kissed tight and with passion in the middle of the crowd. Bill witnessed the scene with joy. He knew what Olav, Colin's Norwegian `brother', meant to his son. He was not all happy to see the German photographer very close by. Anna and Frederic were reporting the arrival for the youth magazine. "Colin meets his boyfriend in Copenhagen!" Bill saw the future headlines. But he knew his own Colin wouldn't care. The trio was taken to a waiting lounge and served some refreshments. They were told that an aircraft from Milan had just landed and that people onboard would follow the show tomorrow. They were also bringing the new more `adult' collection of JustColin. Colin had seen the two-coloured thong and hoped they would allow him to use it tomorrow. Colin presented Olav to the Germans and made an arrangement that he could follow Colin's coach to his own hotel just outside the railway station. Colin wondered why both Olav and Robin blushed when they shook hands. Bill looked around - no Colin, no Olav. "Still twenty minutes before we leave," he said to himself as he checked his watch. "Your body smells like heaven, bro. I have longed for that smell. Can't Skype smell yet." Colin used his nose, mouth and hands to search all over Olav's naked body. The comfortable shower area in the lounge was perfect for their first hot meeting. The nineteen year old Bergen student put his hands behind his neck, and gave his `piss-brother', as Colin once called the relationship, all possible access. When Colin knelt and took Olav's hard-on deep inside his mouth and sucked him with eagerness and lust, he had trouble standing. "Your cock tastes like Norwegian juice." Colin grinned at his brother. "Let me taste the Scottish juice then," said Olav and the boys changed position. Olav sniffed and licked the wet front of Colin's white bikini-briefs. Moments later he stripped him of the last item. The two naked boys were as if taken from a piece of Danish art. "Suck me bro, please suck me hard. Use your teeth too, and pinch my nipples. You make me crazy, and you have been on my mind all day," Colin whispered with emotion. "Even when you had sex with Robin?" Olav whispered. There were no bad feelings in his voice. "Especially when I had sex with him! You're my only brother. Let me cum now. Please let me cum!" Olav sucked Colin's small, but thick cock, making the younger-looking Colin rise on his toes. When Olav then, without warning, put two long fingers into his arse, Colin shouted. "I'm cumming bro, I'm cumming!" just before he erupted into Olav's closed mouth. Olav hurried onto feet and fed Colin his own spunk before he pressed the Scottish lad down on his knees again. With his already mouth filled with his own spunk, Colin received volley after volley of white love cream from the Norwegian lad he hadn't had in his arms for months. Then they swapped loads and snowballed the cream until the foam dripped down their muscular young bodies. Finally they had time to just look at each other. "Nice to see you, Bro. " Colin gave Olav a friendly kiss on his drenched face. "Nice to see you too," Olav responded, pouted and returned the teasing kiss. "There was no air-conditioning inside that changing room," Colin said, trying to excuse himself when he arrived hot and sweating beside Bill and lining up for transport. Bill closed his eyes, sniffed Olav's eau de cologne on his son, and tried not to get hard thinking of what must have taken place in the changing room. "May I ask Olav to stay with us overnight, instead of sleeping in his own hotel?" Colin took Bill's hand like a small kid. "Sure. I was expecting you to ask," Bill responded and squeezed his hand. "Have you seen this message?" Colin changed topic and looked at Bill. He showed his dad a message on his phone, a picture of Ib and Daniel hugging, saying: "Welcome to Copenhagen," and underneath in red letters Ð "Say hello to your dad from us!" "Could be crowded in that bed, Daddy!" Colin grinned and jumped into the van that would take him directly to the old circus building where tomorrow's fashion show would be staged. Colin asked the chauffeur to stop not far from the railway station. He kissed Olav again, and the Norwegian hurried off for his afternoon lecture in the historic museum where he was to meet his fellow students from Bergen. "See you after the rehearsal," Colin said, and kissed his dad. "You come to the stage after your meeting, okay?" "Relax baby," Bill stroked his son's hair. "Just concentrate on your own performance. Everything is well organised, I'm sure." *** It was a much more relaxed Colin who left the huge building in the centre of Copenhagen later in the afternoon. The rehearsal for the show had gone well, and Colin had felt very comfortable around Ib and Daniel. The show was like the one in Berlin and the three boys had teased each other on the top platform, teased each other enough to sport heavy erections when the helpers put the harness on between their legs. "Didn't know this was a porn show," had been the comment from one of the young helpers. Colin waived when he saw Bill outside. "I have people to meet you, Daddy," Colin shouted and gave way to Ib and Daniel. Ib shook Bill's hand in a formal manner, while Daniel went close to him and hugged him. "Nice to see you again, sir," Ib said. "We have both been looking forward to seeing you again," Daniel continued. "You must be Bill!" A smiling tall man about Bill's own age held out his hand for a greeting. "I'm John, the lucky father of these two. My sons have told me a lot about you, sir. They were very happy for you helping them down in Milan. Think they felt a bit lonely in that huge circus." The man used both hands to greet Bill. "It was no trouble," Bill said. "Great boys." He sent Colin a side look. His `son' winked with his left eye. Bill blushed "Your son has told me that you are staying in Copenhagen after the performance tomorrow afternoon. I would love to welcome you to my house." The man looked at both Colin and Bill. "ButÉ" Bill started, again he looked at Colin. "We have only one hour on duty after the show, so we will be free then." Colin looked at the brothers. "I'm sure Daddy would like to chat with you again." "Please come," Daniel said as he took Bill's hand. Bill smiled. "Thank you for hospitality. I would love to see were you all live." "Take a taxi to `Dyrehavsbakken' Ð that's the alternative to Tivoli Gardens - outside the city. We could eat there, then I hope you will come to our home close by." The Viking-like man with a red beard and an open shirt displaying a hairy chest was one big smile. "About seven, okay?" The man called John gave Bill his hand again. *** Colin, Olav and young Robin ran off into the Tivoli Gardens in the middle of the city the same evening. Mr Sieger, the German editor, had invited Bill to join them in the famous Copenhagen amusement park. "You have one hour, guys," Mr Sieger said as he handed them activity tickets as if they were young kids. "We will have supper in one hour at the Ferry Tavern, close by the pond. Be there on time, okay?" "He's always like that. Treats me like a kid, but he's very kind," Robin said to Olav. "And your boyfriend is his favourite, you know." Robin pinched one of Colin's buttocks. "What are we going to do first?" Olav looked at the signs pointing to all the different attractions in the park. "Fuck!" Colin answered with a huge grin. "But what will you ride first?" Robin was as excited as Olav. "You!" Colin continued. The screaming lads took Colin's hands and dragged him into the queue for "The Demon," the huge roller coaster. Tight, side by side, they made the trip up and down, high and low. After three continuous rides, they left the wagon, sweating and very high. "Now let's ride your demon, Robin." Colin pushed open the door to the handicapped toilet near the entrance. The room was big enough for all three. Colin lifted the smiling Robin and placed him on a baby-changing table. "Strip him, Olav. You will be impressed when you see this kid's equipment, and you will be even more impressed when he puts the stiff schlong into your tight and tiny boy-cunt." Colin undressed himself, tugging off his sweater, his tight t-shirt and his even tighter jeans. He had still the new thong from his show. The white fabric showed a wet and slimy spot on the front. Olav was careful. Robin was new to him, and he did not know how he would react. But the boy showed with his whole body that he loved the situation, and helped Olav to undress him. "Let the demon free!" Colin shouted. Together the two stripped Robin from his tiny underwear that did not cover the more than 8 inch (20 cm) long dick. With Robin lying on his back, the stiff crooked cock pointed up to his navel. The tiny bush was all black, but trimmed into a small heart. "Suck him, Olav. Prepare him for a ride. Suck the demon!" Colin stripped his Norwegian friend, who like Colin was tenting and dripping. Olav did not hesitate. With two fingers he pulled back the boy's long foreskin, and then placed Robin's big cock inside his wet and very red lips. Colin pushed down his friend's boxers, licked two fingers, spat between Olav's arse cheeks and very carefully opened his friend's pink hole with his fingers. Olav moaned but carried on sucking the kid on the changing table. "Now ride him, honey. Let him use his spear on you. He's damn good. He will make you cum soon." Colin tried to lift Olav. "Don't be silly. This shelf will fall with our combined weight." Olav grinned. "You ride me here!" Robin moved to the toilet seat, spread his legs and turned Olav around. The Norwegian opened his own arse and let the younger German penetrate him. The whole iron hard hook filled Olav in one thrust. Olav gritted his teeth and stayed cool for some seconds before he went on fucking Robin with his arse. It was too slow for `the rabbit'. Robin took hold of Olav's hips, pushed him up a little, and gave him a real fuck from below. At the same time Colin gave Olav his mouth, and the `piss-brothers' mouth-fucked like crazy. The youngsters were super-horny and they were in a hurry. No time for soft sex. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Robin cried and sent his white load deep into Olav. The movement was too much for Olav, who sent his Norwegian spunk into Colin's mouth. Not a drop was spilled. Colin licked and swallowed and used his tongue to show that he liked the love-cream. The `brothers' changed over in a hurry. Robin's cum was dripping down his still hard cock when Colin climbed onto him. Colin had no problem taking Robin all inside. "Try to stay hard, baby. I know you can, I know you can." Colin gave him the hardest fuck as he rode Robin's cock, and tightened his arse muscles around the German's cock. Colin was super-horny after seeing his mate being fucked in front of him. He tugged Robin's hair, he pinched his nipples and he bit his earlobes. Colin felt that the rough treatment made Robin grew harder again. His cockhead worked on Colin's prostate at every thrust. "I'm cumming again! Damn, damn, I have to piss as well. I have to piss!" Robin cried, and a combination of spunk and piss filled Colin's arse. "The best I ever felt," Colin said afterwards. Colin went on fucking himself on Robin's cock as hard as he could. He whined, longing to reach the edge again. Olav came behind him and used his nails on Colin's dark nipples, then he bent down and used his teeth to bite the tits. Colin whined again. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Colin pulled Olav down and splattered his face and upper body with his white spunk. Another warm jet hit Colin's insides at the same time. It was lucky for the three that the room had some baby cleaning equipment. "We have to clean up our baby," Colin teased and put Robin back on the changing table. "Let's cross-piss again, bro," Colin said as he looked at Olav, spread his legs and sent his yellow stream down the toilet. Olav followed the same action. "Wait for me," Robin cried. "I am not finished you know." He lifted his man-like cock and sent a hard yellow jet down the bowl. "We still have time for the `Fatamorgana.' Let's go." Olav ran for the super carousel. Just in time they sat down beside the men at the restaurant table. Bill and Klaus Sieger were already into their second huge beer. Colin saw that Mr Sieger, his boss, and Robin's father, had become very friendly with his Daddy. "How was the ride?" Mr Sieger asked. Colin saw the smile in Bill's eyes. "Hot," Robin answered. "Very hot!" The waiter arrived with big plates of Danish `hakkeboeff', the open burger served with fried onions, and pickled beetroot. "Which one did you fancy most, daddy, Klaus or Robin?" Colin teased Bill when the two Germans left after their happy Danish meal. "I could have fucked both of them." Bill's answer shocked his young son. Olav looked at him with open mouth. "At the same time?" Colin went on. He kicked Olav's foot under the table. "Am I too old for a threesome, you think?" Bill asked. "I hope not, Daddy, I have been looking for a hard cock all day, and so has Olav. True, bro?" Colin used his elbow on the blushing Norwegian sitting very close to his Scottish friend. "Please bring the kids some ice cream." Bill called the waiter. "They need to cool down after the hard ride. And give me a gin-tonic, plenty of ice, please." Bill had been silent for a long time, just sipping his drink. The evening was turning dark. The park was now filled with lights. Small boats with youngsters were gliding by and Bill's thoughts were far away, Colin thought. "A penny for your thoughts, daddy." Colin, still very close to Olav, laid one hand on his daddy's fist. "You are far away now, aren't you?" "Aye, son, I was. Nearly forty years back. I sat just here, on the same terrace with my two friends. My first visit to this city, a crazy visit." Bill smiled and was back in the present. "Let me guess," Colin said. "KyleÉ and perhaps Bruce." "No, Bruce was not in Scotland in those days, but Kyle, yes, and a man you just met some weeks ago," Bill went on. "The man who called you Willy. You mean the headmaster at Charlie's school?" Colin grinned. "Aye, Archie was here with Kyle and me. A hot visit, a really hot visit." Bill looked at the two. "Denmark was the place every youngster wanted to visit in those days; free sex, free drugs, free porn, all things that were forbidden at home." "You were into drugs, Daddy? I can't believe it." Colin was shocked. "No, son. I was not into drugs. I tried pot, as you call it today, once but knew it wasn't for me. I lost control, and you know, son, I hate to lose control." Bill's voice was very clear. "Free sex and free porn then!" Colin really grinned now. "You were into every gay club in the city I guess." "We didn't know about gay clubs or gay bars in those days, guys. Much has changed in forty years. Even in very liberal Denmark, you couldn't sit in a cafŽ in those days as you two do, holding hands, hugging and even kissing. You are lucky, very lucky." Bill was feeling happy when he looked at his young lover and his friend. "But to tell the truth, we cruised the huge parks like we had been told. We looked for sex-magazines and sex-films in the streets close to the railway station. We had some sex in public toilets, and we were nearly thrown out of the youth hostel because somebody smoked pot during the night." Bill talked about things Colin had never heard before. Olav hadn't said a word for the last ten minutes. "Didn't know you were such a tearaway, Daddy." Colin took his hand. "I wasn't, darling. I was very innocent. Too innocent maybe. The most memorable event from the trip for me was when the three of us were nearly arrested for bathing naked in the `Stork Fountain' in Amagertorv, a square in central Copenhagen. We passed it earlier today." Bill used his hand to ask the waiter for the bill. "But you said the Danes were into free sex. Surely not a crime to be naked then." Colin put an arm around Olav. "No, but the old ladies in the surrounding apartments were not happy for a Scottish concert in the very early morning hours. We were singing loudly." Bill grinned at the memory. Bill was very happy when he walked behind Colin and Olav, the two hand in hand, across the Town Hall Square, looking at the rainbow banner on the nice cafŽ at the corner. A lot of men, all ages, were sitting outside, in the fair evening. People they met on their walk down `Str¿ket', the main shopping street, did not pay any attention to the two boys walking close together, hugging and kissing. A group of girls gave a look of disappointment and then smiled, and Colin and Olav just gave them a thumps up. "The world has changed for the better," Bill thought, "but there's still a long way to go in many parts of the world." "You ready for some nude play, Daddy?" Colin stopped in front of the "Stork Fountain." "Aye, I'm ready son." He grinned and adjusted his bulge. "Let's hurry to the hotel." *** Bill was in the shower after a long day. Colin had stripped too and was making some rather dirty movements when he passed Olav on his way to the bathroom. Olav was sitting in a new JustColin bikini on the end of the king-size bed making some adjustments to his camera equipment. Olav went to the huge panorama window in their top suite in central Copenhagen. He filmed the sunset over the townhouses and the castles. The young photographer had just `inherited' his uncle's advanced video camera and was trying to make his first real documentary. Bill and Colin were as noisy as youngsters in the shower and Olav was curious about what's going on. He opened the door to the bathroom, just a little, just so he could use the camera. The two inside were wrestling in the warm water, soaping each other, and groping various parts of each other's bodies. They did not see that Olav was filming them. It was a hot scene. The kid-like Colin looked as horny as he was, sporting a full erection. He was doing what he could to make his Daddy hard too. He grabbed his cock and he grabbed his balls, and from wrestling they went into a hot and intensive play with their soaped and open arseholes. When moving around Colin saw Olav in a glimpse and understood what he was doing. All of a sudden he was the actor, the star of a porn movie. He went down on his knees in front of Bill and started to suck Bill's huge cock. He did what he could to pleasure the 9.5 inch (24 cm) dick, thick as a small kid's arm. He pulled the foreskin back, he tried to open Bill's piss-slit with the top of his tongue and stayed calm to let his `bro' zoom in on the very hot scene when Colin with tight lips let his daddy start to mouth-fuck him. Bill was moaning with closed eyes, and Colin saw that Olav changed focus. He pushed back his own bum, and let Olav focus on the arsehole he opened as much as possible. Bill noticed the open door, and he saw what Olav was doing. "Paparazzi," he cried and covered up his cock. "A very hot paparazzi here, son. Let us give him a show, eh?" He grinned and looked into the camera. He turned Colin around and pressed his upper body to the floor. He pushed his legs apart so that Olav could zoom into Colin's balls, the back of his cock, and all his arsecrack. Bill took the bottle of shampoo, filled his hand, and washed his son's stiff cock, then he did a job on his balls, before he filled Colin's arse with shower gel before he started putting his fingers into him. Four fingers were inside before Colin howled. "Please Daddy, wait or I'll cum!" Colin turned his face to the camera. "You see the paparazzi is leaking, daddy. Can you see that he has nearly pissed in his knickers. Don't you think...?" Bill stopped Colin. "Yeah, son. Let's take care of him okay." Bill pushed Colin forward. Before the surprised Norwegian could react Colin had taken over his camera and started to film. "Don't you think he needs some punishment for secret filming, son?" Bill took Olav's shoulder and forced him under the shower. The wet fabric showed Olav's stiff cock, and Colin focused on his `bro's' beauty. Bill stripped him and without mercy he put one finger inside him, and with the other hand he took hold of Olav's cock. Olav was heavily wanked and heavily finger-fucked at the same time. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Olav shouted, "Punish me more, sir! More, sir! Be hard, sir. Please sir, harder sir! " Bill soon had another finger inside the boy, and he wanked him with force. He brought the boy close to the camera when he felt what was coming. Olav's white cum sprayed all over the floor, Bill's hand and the camera. Bill cupped some of it and filled the boy's mouth with a combination of spunk and water. Colin zoomed in on the whole situation. The towelled Colin lay spread-eagled on the bed, with his erection fully visible. Olav was still working with his camera while Bill was playing with his balls looking at his two youngsters. "Let me try the camera, Olav. Colin needs some treatment now. Give him your hot body. He has longed for you for many months." Bill smiled at the Norwegian beauty. Olav handed Bill the camera and showed him how to use the zoom lens. Then he climbed on top of his `bro', and their tongues and lips met in a long and wet kiss. For the next half hour, Bill - with a dripping cock - filmed the two youngsters in the heaviest sex scene Bill had ever witnessed between two youngsters. No openings unused, no cocks unused, both boys spunking, both boys cum-eating and at the end, two sweating boys, nearly covered with their own spunk, lying side by side on the bed. "That was hot, Daddy. Hope you got it all." Colin looked at Bill who lowered the camera. "Take a drink!" Bill handed them some water. He was still horny and showed it. "I want to film you when you fuck Colin. Please let me sir. Just for my own pleasure," Olav begged Bill who without thinking was wanking his huge cock. "But why only me, `bro'? You are to be fucked too," Colin pouted. "Okay, we give him a show then Colin," Bill handed Olav the camera. "I want you doggie, son. Show all of your hot body to the camera." "Open up, Colin," Olav said as he took over as film director. He zoomed in on some of his own spunk dripping from Colin's arsehole. "No need for lubrication. Olav did a good job on you." Bill had his huge cockhead just outside his `son's' rosebud. "Stay there," Olav said. "Just stay. Then, please, put your cock in him slowly. Let me film until you just get inside." Colin howled. "The theatrical guy," Bill thought. Slowly he pushed all his 9.5 inches (24 cm) into the beautiful butt. "Please do it once more while I film Colin's face," Olav directed. "Fuck me now Daddy, and fuck me hard. And give me your cock brother, do it now please," Colin begged for real. When Bill watched the videotape the next morning while Olav was still in bed, and Colin on his way to be styled for the photo session in Tivoli, he saw himself fucking both the boys and shooting his man-spunk over the faces of the two. "No professional filming, but a damn hot video," Bill told Olav's uncle when they met at home in Glasgow later. "Thanks to your camera," Bill added. "Not the first porn story filmed by that camera." Professor Thor smiled. *** "How was it to meet the girls?" Olav waited for Colin outside the Tivoli entrance. "Cool," Colin said. "I've changed to sex with girls now. I took them to the changing table where we had fun yesterday, you know." Colin grinned and went up to Olav, hugged him and squeezed both his buttocks. The German photo team, along with Mr Sieger and his son Robin, accompanied the two young Danish girls from the photo session. "Meet my brother, Olav." Colin used one hand to present Olav to them all. "Olav is very happy to meet you girls." Colin looked at the giggling girls, and back at a blushing Olav. "See you on the stage, Colin. A good job as always." Mr Sieger put a hand on Colin's shoulder. "Take a rest now." "Dad is in meeting with the Italian lawyer," Colin said when he and Olav were alone. "We can be tourists for three hours, alone our own." Colin grinned and took Olav's hand. "What do you have in mind?" Olav asked. "Something really dirty," Colin answered. "Let's cruise the park my Dad talked about. It's not far from here." "But what if..?" Colin interrupted Olav. "Just for fun. See if someone fancies us. `No sex with strangers' is my dad's motto." Colin grinned. There were not many people in the huge park in the middle of the day. "Let's split up, Olav. Pretend that we don't know each other. Meet you in the piss-house, okay?" Colin made a dirty grab at his crotch. The two went on into the darker part of the park and would reach the white smelly `cottage' from different directions. Colin soon passed a sort of labyrinth. One of the benches on the edge of it was occupied by a well-dressed man in his sixties. The man's eyes followed Colin, his legs were spread and one hand was lying on his inner thigh. Colin passed the man into the next `room' of the labyrinth, then he turned around and went back the way he came. This time their eyes met, the man spread his legs more and his fingers touched his groin. On the third time Colin passed, he put a hand in his pocket, very deep, as if he covered a hard-on. And that was exactly what he was doing. The man made a soft whistling sound and got Colin's attention. He used his hand to invite the boy closer. "Why do you cover up your dick, boy?" The man asked in English. "Tourist eh? Looking for fun?" "I'm looking for a toilet." Colin answered. "But think I'm locked in this labyrinth." He went up to the man and stood in front him. "Put your hands behind your neck, son, and let me look at you," the man whispered. He had his hands on Colin's belt. "May I take a look?" The man unzipped the tight trousers. Colin did not answer. He felt extremely aroused by the situation. The man opened Colin's trousers and pulled down the front of his bikini. "A beauty," he said. "A real beauty." Colin's 4 inch (10 cm) cock was as stiff as it could be. The glans was free and wet with pre-cum. He moaned softly when the man's fingers touched him. "May I taste you, son?" The man whispered and looked around nervously. Colin nodded, but was suddenly uncertain. What was the man's intention? The wet tongue tickled when he licked the string and the piss-slit. All Colin wanted was to fill the man's mouth with his cock and let him suck him to a fast ending. "Olav," Colin thought. "He's waiting for me." Colin withdrew, rearranged his clothes, and looked at the man. "I have to piss, sir. Sorry sir." Colin hurried to the white concrete building in the middle of the park. The room smelled of piss and hot men. One side was filled with a long urinal and there was nobody around. Colin placed himself in the middle of the wall, pulled down his tight jeans and his bikini and tried to start the yellow flow. He felt a hand squeezing his buttocks. "A real man doesn't piss alone." The well-dressed man from the bench had followed him. He had a big, dark-coloured boner in his hand. With a full erection he had problems, Colin did not have to fake it. He really had to piss after all the morning drinks. He sprayed his yellow fluid like he always did, and even made a sound like a satisfied cat when emptied himself. The man's careful massage of his buttocks made him hope that the flow would never end. He knew that if he started to wank, he would spray his white cream as well. Almost like waking up from a dream, Colin saw two youngsters coming into the room - a grinning Olav and beside him a pimply schoolboy with a backpack. Without looking at Colin, Olav placed himself beside him and opened his fly. His little white hard-on was a beauty in Colin's eyes. The schoolboy grabbed Olav's cock with two fingers and pulled back his foreskin. With the other hand he pulled down his own tracksuit bottoms. He had no underwear, and a thin, very long cock, now taken care of by Olav. The two managed to piss and wank each other at the same time. The man beside Colin became more aggressive and tried to get his fingers into Colin's arsehole. "I have an apartment," he whispered. Colin just looked at him with hard eyes. The man took the signal, zipped up and went out. "Dirty enough?" Olav asked his piss-brother when they left the public toilet. They walked past the main railway station and went into Isted street. "Wasn't this the street where your dad and his mates went looking for sex-shops and blue movies?" "That's right. I wonder if they are still here." Colin put an arm around Olav's shoulder. "Don't be afraid. I don't want to buy porn. You shot one yourself last night, a very hot one, my daddy said on the phone." "Yes, it was very hot," Olav said. "We both watched it just after you left this morning!" "Did he fuck you then?" Colin put a hand inside Olav's t-shirt. "If he did, would you mind?" Olav blushed. "No, my old man loves my Viking-brother." Colin's hand was down inside Olav's boxers. "But I wish I could make love to you just now." Isted street was different from what they thought. Trendy design shops, outdoor coffee shops, but also sex-shops, and quite dirty basement shops offering porn of all kind could be seen. "But no blue movies around, as far as I can see." Olav had stopped outside a sex shop showing every sex-item you could imagine. "You remember the Christmas test up in the mountains?" Colin asked as pointed out the ball dildo. "And that one is even bigger than Kasim's cock," he added, indicating a huge black rubber cock. "I want to go in," Olav said. "I want to buy something for you. You haven't received any birthday present from me yet." He turned to Colin, and gave him his lips. The shy Bergen boy kissed his boy friend and piss-brother with lust and passion quite openly while people were passing by. "That's what Copenhagen do to people they love," Bill told Colin later that night. "Anything I can do for you guys?" The very ordinary looking man in his fifties was close to the pair in the back of the basement store. Olav and Colin had looked through some DVD's, more explicit than both of them had seen at home, but now they were standing in front of a wall covered with metal and rubber equipment for males. "I want to buy a cockring for him." The normally shy Olav was very free speaking. "He needs something to help him keep his hard-on." Olav grinned, and the normally very open Colin was taken by surprise. He looked at the man and blushed. "Just teasing," Olav continued. "I want a cockring for him so he can remember me when I leave him in a few hours." Olav pouted and his Scottish `bro' returned the same look as if the man from the shop never existed. The man smiled and looked at them. "You need more than a cockring to secure this cute friend of yours." He spoke to Olav. "I can recommend a necklace and a leash," he said, pointing at a necklace full of steel rivets. Olav looked deep into Colin's eyes. "No, I think a cockring will do." Colin nodded. "You want a ring around the root of his dick, or do you want it behind his ballsack as well?" The man was picking some items from the shelves on the wall. "I have this adjustable rubber one to use behind your dick and ballsack. It results in a very satisfying bulge." The man smiled at Olav. "And I have this decorated metal one, often used by gay couples as a sort of engagement sign," the salesman went on. "And there is this combination." He held out a strange rubber item which would divide the balls and act as a double cockring as well. Both of the boys were sporting erections now. Talking sex with a strange man in an open store, and getting him to show them a lot of sex-toys, was arousing for the already hot youngsters. "I think I'll go for the metal one," Colin said. "I see you have different sizes." "I have. What's the size you need?" The man looked at Colin. "Do you have kid sizes?" Olav teased his boyfriend now. "He asked about me, not you," Colin shot back. "Okay, if you want I can measure you," the man said. "I assume I need to have a hard-on then," Colin smiled. "Seems like that isn't going to a problem." The man looked at the bulge at the front of Colin's tight trousers. "Please show me your cock then." The man placed himself in front of Colin on a low bench like the ones used in shoe-stores. "You mean here in the middle of the shop? There's a window over there." Colin looked around and hesitated. People were passing outside and there were customers at the other end of the shop. "Give them a show, brother. Suddenly afraid because of the girls outside?" Olav squeezed his own bulge. "I'll give him girls," Colin thought. "Just wait!" Colin pulled down his jeans and showed off his tight jock with a very visible wet spot. Then he put his hands inside the rubberised waistband and pulled the jock under his balls. The 4 inch (10 cm) hard-on pointed straight up. "Medium," the man said to himself, and found a measuring ring. Colin's cock was far from medium in length but had grown thicker the last year. "Relax," the man said. "Your cock is too hard." He took one hand and tried to put the cockhead into the ring. He found the next size, but kept his fingers quite hard around Colin's dick. Colin spread his legs a little and pushed his hips forward. A drop of clear pre-cum dripped to the floor. The man tried to cover Colin's glans with his foreskin and managed to get the ring half way along the swollen cock shaft. "Junior, bring me some cream over here," the man shouted to a young assistant behind the desk. He was there in seconds, giving his boss a tube of lubricating jelly. Junior was very interested in what was going on with the young customers, but the look from the man sent him back to his job. The man looked at Olav, as if he wanted him to help him with the jelly. "Go on man, you're the professional." Colin had never heard Olav like this before. But the man was professional. He used the jelly, possibly a bit more than necessary, and tugged Colin's dick, and even his balls. Then he let the glans free, put jelly around the crown and finally on his `string'. Colin moaned and closed his eyes, and could not but do some light fucking movements in front of the man. Then the salesman tugged the foreskin again and placed the measuring ring close to the lad's warm, round balls. A string of pre-cum dripped from Colin's piss-slit. "I think we have the correct size." The man was grinning, pleased at having found the correct item. He adjusted his own bulge, and gave the box to Olav. "Anything else for you guys?" His eyes stared at Colin's stiff and all red, nearly pumping, dick. Colin tried to put his gleaming prick into his too tight trousers. "I would like to look at some pinches in the same material," Olav said. "Pinches forÉ?" "Pinches for his nipples. Heavy ones." Colin heard what Olav said, and for once he was speechless. "We want some real stuff, not carnival equipment." Olav went on. The man turned around and opened a cabinet with various kinds of stainless steel equipment. He gave Olav a set of clamps with adjustable teeth. Olav tried one of them on his little finger and then hurried to get it off. "You can adjust the pressure," the man said, "if you want them to bite harder. Maybe you will let your friend try them on?" A devil was about to grow inside Colin's mind. "I'll show them." He twisted off his t-shirt. The shirtless, well-tanned boy, was a beauty. His brown coronas and his erect nipples were a dream for any nipple-lower. "Decorate me, brother," Colin whispered with a hoarse voice. Olav tugged Colin's left nipple and placed one of the clamps on it. Colin gave a light howl. Olav did the same with the other nipple but this time he increased the pressure. Colin's howl was real this time. "We'll take these too." Olav looked at the man standing with an open mouth. "I was about to cum twice," Colin whispered to Olav when they left the shop. "First time when that man played with my cockhead, and then when you almost cut off my tits, you bloody Viking. Just wait until we find the blue movie place the man talked about. I'm going to show you why the Scots defeated the bloody Vikings," Colin pinched Olav's butt. After a long walk, chatting hand in hand, the two reached a street with the strange name. "Nothing here," Colin said. "Only quite grey stone houses. "But there's a lot of bikes outside that basement entrance." Olav pointed. They went over to the stone staircase leading to the bottom level of the house. In a small dark window there was a sort of sign telling the boys that this could be the place the man in the shop had told about. Colin went first, a smell of basement and some light perfume met them. "Smells like a sauna," Colin whispered. A young student-like guy sat behind a desk talking to two other young men. He welcomed them with a nice smile. "First time guys?" the young man asked them in English. "Sauna? Or just visit?" "Don't think we have time for sauna?" Colin looked at his watch. He had to be ready for his model performance in less than two hours. "Come back if you want some towels." The young man handed them tickets and asked if they wanted to store some valuables. A long corridor reminded the boys of darkrooms they had seen before. They heard sound from movies, no doubt about what sort of movies. At the end of the hall was a very dark entrance. They saw doors with holes, and small windows, and they heard actions inside. The atmosphere was erotic, no doubt. In the door to the inner room they met a man zipping up his jeans. He smiled to the two youngsters as he passed them. Colin was not searching for black room action this time. He was looking for a place where he and Olav could be released from the sex pressure that had built up during the hours before. "Let's search the other side," Olav said as he took Colin's hand. The corridor ended in a room with two screens. About ten persons, both young and old, filled the room, but there were seats for the new boys on a double sofa. The room was not very dark, and the actions taking place were visible for all to see. Porn movies were showing on the two screens, one showing two boys fucking a girl, the other showed classic gay porn, not too good quality. The people down here were dressed in normal everyday clothing, looking as if they had just popped in after school, or from work. The setting was a bit unreal on this early afternoon. Most of the guys just looked at the video, some were clearly groping hard cocks between spread legs. A very mature man beside Colin and Olav had his huge cock out of his trousers, playing and wanking. Two boys in leather jackets in front of them were kissing heavily and then one bent down and started to suck the other's stiff dick. Colin found the whole setting a bit absurd, but he wanted Olav. He wanted sex with his `brother'. He wanted it now as Olav had to leave Copenhagen just after the JustColin show. Colin put an arm around his `bro', kissed him deep, found his bare skin, and played with him. Olav moaned quietly when Colin opened his jeans and put a hand inside. Olav was a bit embarrassed when he saw that many of the men were looking at them, instead of watching the screens. "Please wait, Colin. I'm about to cum, but I don't want to do it here," he whispered. He saw that the two boys in leather were leaving the room hand in hand, tenting. "Let's see where they go," Olav continued. "Maybe there are some private cabins around here." Colin and Olav saw that the boys had locked a door behind them. "A strange room," Colin said. He took Olav's hand and passed another screen. The room in front had two windows, small windows, looking out onto a completely dark area. The windows had blinds that worked from inside, but now the action inside was visible for the ones who wanted to watch. The two boys they saw going inside a short time earlier were putting on a show for themselves and for any audience. Still with jackets on they started a sixty-nine, working into hard mouth-fuck. Olav and Colin watched the beauties inside without a word. They were so taken by the situation that they didn't notice that there were other people around them. Colin felt a hand searching for his own hand in the darkness. It was not Olav's. Colin's hand was very careful placed on a huge erection. Without thinking Colin took the cock in his hand and started to wank him; the wanking man from the movie room. Then Colin felt that his own fly being opened. Somebody had his own stiff cock in his hand and was playing with it. As if in trance Colin let it happen; even spreading his legs to let the one have better access. With a small whimper the older man ejaculated in Colin's hand. That made Colin wake up. "Let's find another room," he whispered to Olav, who also had to re-arrange his trousers after some hot treatment from another stranger. "Let's have something to drink first." Olav went up to a soda machine outside the movie-room. He saw a small cafŽ with computers, all occupied by young men. "Not schoolwork." Colin grinned when he saw a young guy watching heavy sm porn. "Have you seen what's going on over there?" Olav pointed. Behind a bar persons could stand watching small screens. Underneath the bar were open holes where anybody could sit down, watch, play or even suck an anonymous partner's cock. "Let's try that," Colin said. "I'll give you my cock to play with. Be sure you find the correct cock." "Okay, I look for the smallest." Olav grinned. Colin thumped Olav's shoulder with his fist. Then he went behind the bar, opened his trousers and presented his cock for everybody on the other side. Olav knew that dick well; 4 inches (10 cm) only, but thick and hot. A red, now dripping cockhead, showed a long thread of clear pre-cum dripping from the piss-slit. Olav went down, and went to work. He knew what Colin liked and really concentrated on the job. He did not see that three or four men and boys followed their action. Olav knew from Colin's trembling that he was about to cum. But suddenly Colin withdrew his cock from the hole. Colin was beside Olav in seconds. "Your turn, man. This is really dirty," Colin said as he sat down. He did not take notice of the waiting men. A dark brown man-cock showed up in the hole, not the small Viking-cock he waited for. Colin just looked. He knew this game now. "This could be a new game at our uni campus parties," he thought. In the adjacent hole he saw the familiar cock of his `brother'. He heard a Danish man swearing when he hurried to change his seat. Olav's cock was very much like Colin's. His balls were a bit bigger, and a well-trimmed bush was seen above his iron-hard boner. Colin tugged the balls, then teased Olav's pubic hair, before he, with great skill, licked the naked glans, the `string' and the shaft. Olav was pushing his cock forward as much as he could and Colin did what he could to suck as much of the cock as possible. He sucked him without noticing the folks around, his only goal was to make Olav feel good. Colin sensed that Olav was about to cum. Instead of just letting him spunk inside his mouth, the showman suddenly woke up. He took Olav's cock between two fingers and pointed it at his own face. With an open mouth he received Olav's huge load. Olav's balls shrunk, and he covered his Scottish friend's face with white dripping liquid. Colin then used his fingers, collected the valuable protein, and swallowed the cum, before he again took Olav's cock in his mouth and cleaned him. Olav's cock was still hard. "We need some towels after all." Colin grinned with a wet face. They went to the young man behind the desk and got the towels without any questions. Olav headed to the sauna area. He thought Colin needed a shower after his facial. But Colin wanted something different. He nearly pushed Olav into the now empty central room. The room was filled with a huge bed, not too delicate. Colin spread the towels on the bed and looked at his `piss-buddy" with eager eyes. "Now be my man `bro', do me all the way. I can't wait any longer. I'm as wet as if I had pissed in my pants. Undress me, lick me, fuck me. For God's sake Olav, fill up my arse. Make me cum! I need to cum now." Colin sounded quite desperate. He started to strip Olav, first of his t-shirt, then his jeans. With a tight grip he squeezed Olav's cock and balls through the thin fabric of the JustColin boxers. "But the windows." Olav looked at the open spaces where a short while ago they had looked through from the other side. "Fuck the windows! Fuck the viewers. Let they shoot their loads. I want you." Colin kissed his Norwegian boyfriend with great passion, and Olav gave him his tongue and his lips back. Gasping for breath he undressed Colin, and stripped off his own underwear. Two naked kid-like youngsters landed on the huge bed. If Colin had seen the group of men that fought for a place to get a good view, he, if possible, would have been even more turned on. "Let me suck you!" Colin pushed Olav down on the bed, found his cock and pulled his foreskin all the way back. Even though Olav had spunked off just some minutes ago, he sported a full hard-on. Colin was tough with him now and sucked him as only he could. He teased him with his teeth and tugged his balls until the stones could be seen through the thin skin. "Now fuck me, Olav! Show me you are a real fucker when you see my tight hole. Find my love-knot. Kill it. Come on. Don't hesitate. Use some spit since there's no cream here!" Colin looked around. "Lie on your back then. I need to see you. I love you bro, I love you so much." Olav kissed Colin again, then he lifted his legs and placed them on his own shoulders. Colin used his own hands to open his arse for his friend. Olav spat in his hands and added the pre-cum from his cockhead. "Use my own oil too," Colin said and squeezed another drop of pre-cum from his dripping piss-slit. Olav was not the most experienced top, but he was very direct when he mounted Colin and filled his arsehole in one single thrust. "That's all I have buddy, that's all I can give you!" Olav suddenly felt a bit lost. His slightly more than 4 inches (11 cm in fact) was a bit small for the guy who he knew had taken 12 inches (30 cm) and more. "It's so good `bro'. Just rotate inside. Find the knot in there. Yeah, yeah, there you are, there you are. Let me help. Let me help. Let me lock your cock with my muscles." Colin talked with a strange voice. Olav hadn't heard him like this for a long time. His friend was in a sort of trance. He was leaking. He spunked without really spunking, a clear liquor ran from his cock, and onto his stomach. Olav tried to fuck him even closer. Once, twice and then for the third time the two youngsters pubic bones met in a hard fight. "I'm cumming!" Colin howled. "Damn, I'm cumming!" For the second time in minutes Colin's face and mouth were drenched with spunk, this time his own. "I'm cumming too!" Olav cried. He managed to get up on his knees, took hold of his cock, and shot his load over the young body underneath him. Without hesitation he started to clean Colin's body and Colin's face. Together the two shared two huge loads before they collapsed in a tight embrace. There were sounds of wanking and sucking from outside, but for the two on the bed this was a moment far from this world, far from Copenhagen. "That was an amazing three hours," Colin said outside the stadium where in only one hour he would be presented as the white angel. "I guess my wings will turn black today," he said and kissed Olav. "See you after the show. Daddy will take you to the airport." To be continued