Date: Sat, 10 Aug 2019 12:09:15 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Colin's New Adventures 97

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This story is written in collaboration with my friend Fred in Norway and it
is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions
and BDSM activities between a young man (18 when the story begins), his
older lover and other men.

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COLIN'S NEW ADVENTURES

Chapter 97


"Pierre told me that Don will arrive tomorrow. Reynard has decided that the
auditions should be filmed, and he wants Don to do it. Did you know that,
Dad? He hopes to sell more tapes, eh?" Colin and Bill were resting in the
afternoon sun by the pool.

"It's okay. Just relax, baby. We have a binding agreement that pays you
well and there will be no open sales." Bill scratched his warm balls. The
afternoon sun was very hot. "It will be good to see Don again. I have
missed him."

"Aye. I've missed him too!" Colin liked the London photographer who had
worked with him the last two years. Donald Matthews, usually referred to
simply as Don, was a boyish man in his mid-fifties. Colin found him
extremely handsome. There were always some adventures around that man: a
globetrotter and backpacker despite his age.

Colin used one hand to cover his growing erection. He had for once been
flaccid after a hard work-out in the pool. Bill grinned, and saw that his
son was blushing. "You hope for more than filming I can see! Always
dreaming of new adventures, eh? But no sex tomorrow, Reynard said. He wants
you full of cum for the audition."

"Stupid!" Colin was straightforward. "How do I get him understand that I
give him more spunk for the filming when I'm turned on every dayÉ"

"Éand every night, and every morning." Bill interrupted him.

"No restrictions for today then, Dad. I want to be fucked outdoors in the
moonlight and I want you to make love to me like you did when I was young."
Colin climbed on to Bill's sunbed and curled up in this dad's arms. "I just
want to be your baby. Soft, very soft at the beginning, and then a
rock-hard fuck beyond time and place."

"I was sorry for the way I treated you many times, darling...afterwards! I
was often too hard with you, but you made me crazy." Bill bit Colin's
ear-lobe.

"I want to make you crazy again tonight, Daddy?" Colin squeezed Bill's
low-hanging balls. The man made a noise like a playful cat. "But Castro
told me that his stallion was to breed the mare again this afternoon and I
must see it. Hot stuff!" Colin used his hand and found Bill's growing
cock. "I'll send Pierre with a double whisky and ice to you. Be kind to
him!"

Colin stood up, found his towel, and headed for the main house. Bill just
shook his head, found his pillow, and closed his eyes. Lying naked in the
sun with a half-hard cock waiting for a young servant with a cold drink! "A
real French holiday!" Bill thought.

Colin was a bit confused. There were no horses and no people
around. Shirtless, he climbed onto the same fence as yesterday. He heard
some noises and then the sound of steps behind him. Castro was coming down
the stairs from the main building.

"I'm off today, Colin. The owners wanted to try the horse business on their
own. They will try to calm down the mare in her box and then let the Blue
stallion ride her.

"Is he ready again today?" Colin smiled when he asked.

"He's a young stallion. You know all about that, don't you, honey? But are
you ready again after the heavy show yesterday?" Castro stopped in front of
the lad and groped the front of his shorts.

"I'm always ready for dream guys like you, sir." Colin returned the touch
by stroking the man's very visible bulge.

"I guess you want to see your favourite stallion spill his seed again. Come
with me. I'm curious too." Very familiar, Castro placed one arm around
Colin's shoulder and they went to the stable at the side of the barn.

The mare's box was made of man-high tight walls and Colin had to climb to
the second plank to get a good view. He rested his arms on the top of the
wall and gave the young boy who worked with the mare's tail a thumbs
up. The boy grinned back.

Castro, being 190 cm (6ft 3in) tall, placed himself behind Colin. With a
hot scene in front of him and a hot man right behind, Colin was dripping
horny.

"Is it okay if I remove your shorts, Colin?" Castro kissed Colin's neck.

"What did you say, sir?" A surprised Colin looked around. "Nobody will see
you here when they open the door to the box." Without waiting for an
answer, he removed Colin's only piece of clothing. The boy was now
completely naked hanging against on the rough wall. Castro caressed the
well-tanned body and let his hands rest on Colin's round butt.

"Now he's coming!" Colin pointed. Two men were bringing the gleaming horse
to the waiting mare. "He's ready, okay!" Colin turned around and
grinned. "He's dripping already!" The horse had his huge cock ready for the
job of the afternoon.

Colin was occupied with the show in the box when he felt his buttocks being
spread, and then fingers found his boy-cunt. He helped access by spreading
his legs wider and pushing his hips a bit backwards. The mare's legs were
bound up and her tail was bound so the dripping horse was ready to be
mounted again.

Castro knelt behind the boy, but before he went on with his hand-job, he
glanced at the open upper window in the main house. Colin moaned with
pleasure when Castro finger-fucked him, first with one finger and finally
with three large man fingers. Castro stayed with bent knees but changed
from using fingers to using his tongue. Colin was very close to the guys
and the horses in the box while he had his own arse was being pleasured by
a cock-like tongue and a huge hand was playing with his cock and balls. The
Blue stallion had sniffed the waiting mare and needed to take an extra
round outside the box.

Colin did not see what happened behind him. Castro had stripped his
t-shirt, opened his breeches and pushed both jeans and boxers down to the
knees. From a pocket he now pulled a tube of lubricating jelly and without
hesitation he greased Colin's arse and his own 30 cm (12 inch) weapon. He
used the cockhead and followed the arsecrack up and down, up and down. "Is
my mare ready for the stallion?" Castro whispered with a hoarse voice.

"Both mares are ready, sir. Give me your horse-cock, cowboy." Colin opened
his cunt and, still hanging on the wall looking at the snorting Blue
stallion, he was fucked from behind, all the way, all 30 cm (12
inches). Colin spunked off without a word. With the huge cock inside him,
fully stuffed, he sent his boy-milk over the wooden wall to drip down to
the ground. His arse muscles tightened every time a new load left his
shaking body. Castro was close too. This was one of his heaviest and
sexiest situations he had been into, he told Bill later on.

"Go on, stallion. I want more!" Colin whispered and let Castro feel the
side of his head. He got a kiss back. Castro had been afraid that the
spirit was gone from the youngster after his cumming, but no, this was just
the beginning.

The men in the box had some trouble with the job they were doing. The mare
was not cooperative, but in the end the huge Blue stallion mounted her and
gave her his valuable seed. The excitement from the box spread to the
couple on the wall outside. Castro grazed on Colin's neck when he erupted
inside the boy and filled him with his man-milk. Colin had his second
hands-free orgasm and tried to do it without disturbing the youngster and
the men in the box beneath.

"Hope he got his pictures!" Colin whispered to Castro and looked up at the
window. Then he knelt before the stable manager and cleaned his still hard
cock with his mouth and tongue.

"We better dress and talk to the men before they leave." Castro had some
trouble finding room for his half-hard dick.

Colin had put on rather baggy shorts for the occasion so he had no
trouble. He had hoped for Castro's hands like yesterday, but he had got the
full package today. "That man is something special," he said to Bill when
they shared an evening shower after a day with a lot of holiday
entertainment.


Colin and Bill had shared a long, loving night under the stars in the
semi-tropical climate, but when the mosquitos found their way to their
naked bodies they moved into their beautiful guest suite.

***


Next morning Reynard accompanied them for breakfast and asked Colin to go
with Pierre to the station to meet Don who would arrive by the morning
train from Paris. Colin had been met by the sporty photographer with hugs
and kisses, and he had shared the rear seat of the car with him all the way
to the estate. Don had not been informed about the audition next day, but
was happy to shoot some hot photos out of the studio.

In the afternoon Don had followed Colin and Kasim's nephews to the
pool. For two hours he took pictures of the four lads in and around the
pool, and when Colin dropped his swimwear the other guys had followed. Even
Cayd, the almost 17year old Arab, who normally was the most reserved among
the brothers, had shown off his huge boy-cock with a full erection and was
happy to let Don take close-ups. Colin was not happy for his day as a monk,
as he called it, telling Don about Reynard's wishes. Don had inspected
Colin's arse very closely, both inside and outside, making the youngster
horny and dripping, but he had supported Reynard's advice and stopped
before Colin was about to cum in his hands.

Now Reynard and Kasim met Bill and Colin for evening drinks on the
patio. The sun was down and the lights were on, another beautiful
evening. Even Colin relaxed with a kir royale, and let his half-naked body
rest in the soft pillows. He had received a very short message from Olav
telling him that he was well settled with Carlo in Alexandria. His Uncle
Thor was to arrive in a few days.

"Have you decided to continue as a full-time student Colin dear, or have
you been captured by the modelling business?" Reynard put an arm around
Colin's shoulder.

"I'm looking forward to another full-time year at home. I love the
university life, sir." Colin let Reynard play with his naked shoulder. "I
hope to be teaching in the future. My dream is to get a job that gives me
the opportunity to live with my Dad."

"But I thought you had a boyfriend now!" Reynard was teasing the
youngster. "How can you choose an old man like Bill when you have a young
Viking prince around?"

"Well, you know sir..." Colin hesitated." I need my pussy filed up with a
real grown up weapon, and you know Olav and I are two of a kind, so we are
happy that Daddy manage both of us." Colin kicked his dad's leg.

"Okay son, back to business." Reynard raised his voice. "I understand that
porn movies and a future teaching job would be a difficult combination, and
I know you have great offers for underwear modellingÉ" Reynard looked
from Colin to Bill.

"Colin is wanted in Milan twice next year, and the company plans to expand
into the US and Australia. Sexy underwear for youngsters seems to be the
new trend! And now the `dirty' collection," Bill answered. "But nothing
until the Milan jobs are settled."

"I did fancy the porn movie work!" Colin stated. "But as you say sir,
porn-movies will be difficult to combine with my future
business. HoweverÉ" Colin suddenly blushed." I love to perform, and I
love to be naked in front of older men, and I love to be fucked hard on
stage. So I'm very satisfied that you have agreed organise some private
shows, sir."

"It's a good business, especially since you still quite convincing as an
innocent schoolboy." Reynard moved the parts of the robe that covered
Colin's naked body.  "But you know, son, Kasim here is not going to be your
stageÉ fuckerÉanymore, and your dad will probably not want be a star
on the stageÉsoÉ" Reynard looked at Bill, who did not comment. "We
are working to find another star to support you, and I know you have
some...voeux."

"Some wishes, yes. Not easy for me to think about a better lover than the
two you mentioned, sir. And I guess your public wants to see a really
well-hung stallion, who can treat a schoolboy in a tough way and fuck the
brains out of him." Colin was uncertain about the use of dirty words. His
dad could be rather prude outside role-play situations. Now Bill just
grinned and raised his glass.

"Okay, Kasim. You know Colin, and you know the business. I gave you the job
of finding your successor. Who have you invited for tomorrow?" Kasim opened
a laptop just as Don arrived to join the group.

"Get yourself a drink, Don. You're into gin if I remember correctly. Try
the local one - the Mistral. It's not bad! What's your decision about the
location?" Reynard was a bit unfocused. Colin, now completely nude beside
him, seemed to trigger the normal very professional Reynard.

"If not too hot in the morning I want to start in The Orangery, and if
Colin is comfortable with it we will move to the stable attic where we shot
last year's bondage teasers," Don answered.

"Yes, I've been fucked on the dirty leather bench up there before." Colin
grinned. "Easy if you want me bound up too."

"No, dear. We will do it very simple tomorrow. You undress the guys and do
whatever you want with them to let them relax. We just want to see their
bodies and their reactions." Reynard had a hand on Colin's upper leg, very
close to his hard balls.

"May I suck them?" Colin asked.

"Yes, please do, but let them keep their loads until the afternoon. I want
to see real facial shots from all of them when they finish. They have been
instructed, Kasim?" Reynard covered parts of Colin's groin with the robe,
while he found the lad's stiff dick.

"Yes sir. They have been three days in quarantine, no sex!" Kasim winked at
Colin. "I guess you have saved your loads too, buddy!"

"Not so important!" Reynard squeezed Colin's hard-on. "We all know your
abilities. You think you can take all three in one day? You don't have to
shoot a load every time, as we are more interested in the professional
porn-stars tomorrow." With two fingers Reynard pulled Colin's foreskin to
the limit between pleasure and pain. Colin knew that this was a sort of
test, and he decided not to cum in Reynard's hands in front of his dad.

"I'll make that decision tomorrow!" Bill was very straightforward. "If I
feel it's necessary for Colin to take a longer break then the visitors have
to wait. Okay?" He looked around. Nobody protested. Reynard withdrew his
hand, sniffed his fingers and refilled the empty glasses with champagne.

"I have made a small presentation, gentlemen!" Kasim pointed at the laptop.
"All three come from our company in Marseille. They are between 35 and 40;
two have been strippers, and all of them have made father-son videos. None
of them have ever fucked for real in public and none of them have done any
serious bondage. And of course they are all tested and clean. But most
important, they are very well-hung, and can't wait to fill up a tight
boy-pussy!"

Colin followed the presentation very closely, but the small clips from
porn-movies gave him no real answers. He looked forward to the next
day. Now he stripped off the robe and passed the men slowly with a very
visible erection.  "I will cool down in the pool, Daddy! See you in bed!"
The beauty left four excited men. Bill was happy that his son had turned
down Reynard's very obvious invitation.

***


"Hi guys. I'm Austin. I was born in New York, but I have worked in Europe
for the last five years." A fresh-looking sportsman with broad shoulders
and round butt, had just entered Reynard's conservatory. In front of him
was the small group who had been waiting for him. Reynard, accompanied by
Kasim and Bill were sitting quite relaxed with a soft drink. Don, the
photographer, had his equipment placed between the orange trees. As well as
a video camera on a stand, he was working with a small hand-camera.

"As you may have heard, I've been in the business for many years, but when
I turned 25 I was too old for most of the porn companies. But Mr Kasim
found me and hired me for some daddy roles. So here I am, 38 this spring,
and ready for hot sex." The man displayed a set of super white
teeth. "Where is my young partner? Mr Kasim has shown me some marvellous
pictures."

"He will be here very soon, but please just sit down. We have some
questions." Reynard pointed at a white chaise lounge, just some meters from
the group. "Have you ever fucked a boy or a man on stage in front of the
public?" Reynard did not mince his words.

"No sir. I haven't, but I've done some wrestling stuff on stage and I
worked as a stripper for some years. But real fucking, nope, sorry. But not
so different from other camera work, I guess." The man looked a bit
stressed.

"The presentation showed you in some bi-scenes. What's your preference?"
Bill asked.

"I'm his preference, I'm sure Dad." Colin was suddenly inside the room and
sat down on the man's lap. Austin immediately put an arm around Colin as if
they were old acquaintances.

"Hi, darling. I've been waiting for you." Austin hugged the boy tight.

"You have been waiting to see me naked, eh? Haven't you? Please undress me
then." Colin was barefoot, dressed in something like a school uniform -
tight short blue shorts and white short sleeved shirt.

"With pleasure, honey," The American man was suddenly very American. He
placed Colin front of him and undressed him down to his mini bikini. "I
think you are horny this morning, kid. Dripping horny!" He sniffed Colin's
bulge before he pulled down the underwear.

"Maybe you would like the taste of my prick?" Colin looked and behaved like
the schoolboy he pretended to be. He gasped when the man took his 10 cm (4
inch) stiffy between his blood-red lips. All of a sudden Bill had to adjust
his bulge. He felt a bit ashamed, as he should be professional, and this
was only the start of a long day with sex. But this very young looking lad,
now with the foreign man's hands on his buttocks and with his cock deep
inside the man's mouth, had been his son for the last five years. The scene
in front of him reminded him of their first lovemaking.

"It's hot here, Austin. Let me strip you, okay, and let us free the weapon
I see down there!" Colin was not behaving innocently when he squeezed the
porn-star's growing cock with two hands. Sitting on the white bench, Austin
let the youngster strip off his shirt. The upper body was hairless with
well-defined muscles. Colin continued with the shoes and socks. Now
standing, Colin freed Austin from his tight jeans. The low-cut black boxers
couldn't hide the huge erection. Colin dived into the bulge and took hold
of it with his teeth and lips. With his small hands, Colin loosened the
waistband, lifted the boxer's front and let the huge man-cock free. He
whistled and let his lips kiss the circumcised cockhead.

"I would love to have this horse-cock inside me!" Colin said. "You will
allow me to suck you, sir?" The boy went back to a submissive attitude. The
cock was impressive. Kasim had told him yesterday that all the guys were
his size, about 25 centimetres (10 inches). And Austin's was both thick and
veiny.

"You always shave completely?" Reynard suddenly interrupted. "Come over
here for a second, please!"

Austin left Colin and went up to Reynard. With manicured hands, Reynard
lifted the model's balls and then stroked his pubic area. He also lifted
his cockhead and touched the glistening head from underneath.

"You have been pierced, Mr Austin?" Reynard asked.

"Yes sir, but it's removeable. If you wishÉ" he answered.

"No, no, please lie down and let the waiting youngster give you some
pleasure!" Reynard smiled at Colin who now had a thread of pre-cum dripping
from his cock down to the grey marble floor. With no sex in 24 hours, he
was leaking lots of pre-cum.

"Let me taste your honey, kid!" Austin used a finger to collect the
pre-cum, then sniffed and licked it. He lay down on the chaise lounge with
one knee bent; the other leg touched the floor. His cock and balls were on
full display. Colin knelt and took care of the cock with lips and
tongue. Both Colin and Austin acted very professionally, and Don got all
the pictures he wanted.

Colin took half the cock inside his mouth, used a hand and managed to take
some more centimetres down his throat. Austin moaned at the treatment; no
theatrical sounds from him. Then he lifted Colin easily and placed him on
top of his own body in a sixty-nine position. The two put on a good
show. For a while Bill wondered if Colin had forgotten that this was meant
to be a short first check-out.

Austin sucked Colin's dick and balls and managed to take both all
inside. At the same time, he spread Colin's arse with both hands and used
two wet fingers inside. Colin wriggled like a worm. All in the room knew
what was to come. And just seconds later Colin shouted, "I'm cumming. Yeah,
I'm cumming!" He started shooting his load inside Austin's mouth, but
either Colin withdrew, or Austin pushed him back, and jet after jet filled
Austin's open mouth, and splashed on his forehead and face. At the same
time, Colin sucked the American like crazy. Colin admitted to Bill
afterwards that his only thought had been Kenny. Austin had Kenny's cock
without the hair.

The American pornstar looked at the audience, turned Colin around and gave
him his face to clean. Don had an ending every porn photographer dreamt of.

"Okay, guys. We stop now!" Reynard was loud and clear. Colin was very
disappointed. He wished they could have continued on the white sofa. He had
more to give, and Austin had just started.

"My servant will drive you to your hotel, Austin, but you are free to use
the shower here first, of course. Are you ready to continue in twenty
minutes, Colin? Get yourself some water." Reynard looked at Colin and Bill.

"Floyd is waiting!" Kasim said. "He will be ready when you are ready. Good
work, guys! Hot as hell!" The non-swearing Kasim was about to leave.

"I'm always ready, sir!" Colin grinned. He found his clothes and followed
Austin out of the room. Just outside the shower, Austin turned to
Colin. "That was really hot, kid. Whatever happens, it was a great
morning." Austin's cock was still iron-hard.

"Keep your weapon like that for the afternoon test." Colin touched the wet
cock head.

"Two blue pills for safety reasons. I'll be hard for 48 hours." Austin
grinned.

***


The next entrance was less confident than Austin's an hour ago. A tall man,
probably close to 190 cm (6ft 3in), with dark styled hair, tight denims and
an open white shirt was standing in front of the audience. His lower arms
were quite hairy and so was the part of the chest seen above the open
shirt. He coughed, a bit nervous, and rubbed one hand in front of his mouth
before he started.

"Thank you for the invitation, Mr Reynard. Mr Kasim has told me about a
possible job, and I'm pleased to be here. I call myself Floyd. My real name
back home in Prague is a bit difficult for an international audience. I'm
35 now and do some jobs for Mr Kasim down in Marseille." The man looked
around, searching.

"I guess you are looking for the young man you have been told to meet,"
Reynard said. "He will be here soon. Please just sit down. We have some
questions. Please tell us about your previous jobs in porn."

"Well, my start was in local clubs, very young as a topless barman, some
strip-jobs and some videos, but then I was found by a German producer and
went to Berlin and Hamburg. I wasÉ" Floyd had some difficulties with the
language. "I was given jobs in the basements, in tough dungeons, both in
live-shows and in videos. My speciality was probably spanking and
whippingÉ"

"Did I hear something about spanking, sir?" Colin had entered the room
barefoot, and went up in front of the tall man on the white daybed. "Maybe
you think I need some spanking? My dad often tells me I need a firmer
hand!" Colin turned to Bill and winked. The schoolboy was dressed as for
the first audition, tight blue shorts and white shirt.

"A young man always needs a good spank, my old man used to say. Either he
has done something wrong or he is about to." Floyd smiled as he found
Colin's hips and pulled him closer. "But I don't want to mess your school
uniform. We'd better remove it, eh?" Floyd pulled down the shorts helped by
Colin, then he allowed the man to unbutton his shirt. Colin wore a white
thong underneath. His buttocks were completely bare. Floyd caressed the
well-tanned body; no tan-lines after the hours by the pool, naked in the
sunshine.

"Lie on my knees boy, and count the strokes!" Floyd used his grown-up hands
to push Colin down. He spread his legs and the boy placed his well-filled
pouch between them. The first stroke landed before Colin had found his
position. It was hard and a sore yelp was heard, but no counting.

"Count, lad! And take the punishment like a man!" Floyd's strokes were not
just teasing. Colin counted with tears in his eyes.

"We better save this garment!" Floyd pulled down the underwear. Colin's
dick was rock-hard between the man's legs. Floyd lifted the thong and
sniffed the wet spot. "You seem to like this, boy? Some more eh?" Two hard
spanks followed.

"But you are hard too, sir. I'll be a good boy and suck you. Please stop
now. My bum is burning!" Colin lifted his buttocks and made some fucking
movements between the man's upper legs. The onlookers could see that Colin
was dripping wet now. Floyd spat in his open hands and comforted Colin's
pink buttocks. Then he lifted the youngster to his feet and without any
questions opened his mouth for Colin's dripping cock and sucked him hard
and quite roughly. Colin gasped at the treatment.

"That's okay, Floyd! Let Colin show us your body now. I'm sure he longs to
see your cock!" Kasim interfered in the show. He knew that the youngster
was edging towards another climax very soon.

The tall man grinned and hugged the naked youngster. "You're a tough one,
aren't you?" He squeezed Colin's very sensitive nipples, not fully restored
after the piercing some weeks earlier. A small cry was heard, but the boy's
hard-on was telling the real story. Colin loved this rough treatment.

Colin dragged down Floyd's tight denims and stripped him of his shoes and
socks as well. Colin gasped when he saw that Floyd was commando, no
underwear! The huge stiff cock stood proudly above the large shaved
balls. The face and the balls were probably the only shaved parts of this
man. The dark body hair was a huge contrast to Colin's completely smooth
body.

The boy knelt between Floyd's legs and examined the cock in front of him,
playing with the foreskin, searching the piss-slit and lifting the
ballsack. The cock as huge as his father's was a real stiff one. The man
was very excited. Colin used his tongue very carefully, then he hardened
his lips and swallowed the cockhead. With hands and fingers, he combed
Floyd's body hair from the navel to the man-tits. He found the erect
nipples and squeezed them, but a movement from the man told him that
nipple-treatment wasn't his thing.

Colin did what he could to please the man and, as he told his dad later on,
it wasn't easy to find out what this man really wanted. The man was however
giving him loads of pre-cum and Colin made an effort to swallow the
cockhead.  Because of that Floyd's attitude changed. He placed his hands on
the back of Colin's head and tried to force the huge weapon down the lad's
throat. Colin took some of the pokes without complaining, but tears and
coughing, and a lot of slime, showed that Colin was far from
comfortable. Floyd did not take the signal. Instead he throat-fucked the
boy with closed eyes and real force.

A roar was heard when Floyd without warning spunked off inside Colin's
mouth. The boy did not swallow. The mouth was filled with man-cream and
some dripped out and down his naked body. For a while he looked a bit
miserable, but then he turned to the camera and the white milk dripped down
his body while he smiled his best smile.

Like a well-trained servant, Colin knelt and sucked Floyd's cock
clean. Then he lifted his head and smiled at the man. "You were really
horny, eh? Saved your load too long, I think. Guess you will manage a bit
longer this afternoon." He raised his hand for a `high five', but met a
rather poor response.

Colin left the Orangery with a pink bum, and also with a very clear
erection. He was already looking forward for relief from the third man whom
he had seen arriving this morning; a man that could have been Kasim's
younger brother.

***


"Welcome, Omer. Nice to see you. Colin will be here any minute. He just
needed a shower." Reynard gave the arriving man his hand. "Kasim has told
us a bit about you, but please tell us in your own words."

"Not much to say, sir. I was born in Toulon forty years go. My mother is
French and my dad, well I'm not quite sure, but my colour tells you that he
was probably from North Africa." The man smiled a broad white smile. His
skin was light for someone of Arab heritage, his hair was dark and cut
short, and his arms were lightly haired. The open white t-shirt showed some
light body hair, and his firm buttocks was like a teenager's inside his
tight white jeans.

"I met my boss, Mr Kasim, at a porn set when I was eighteen, and he fucked
me on my first video. I'm not a very happy as a bottom so after some videos
I started performing as a top guy. But still I open my back entrance when
I'm horny enough." Omer looked at Kasim and grinned.

"But why did you leave the business after few years?" Kasim asked.

"I had saved money enough for university so I started on a law degree. But
after some years I met Mr Kasim again a night out in Paris. He needed a
mature actor for a cross-generational sex scene and I've been his man for
some years now."

"His man, sir? Are you Kasim's lover?" Colin went up to the chaise lounge
and sat down beside a blushing Omer. "You probably know that Kasim has been
my stage-lover for the last two years. So I'm spoiled, you see. Can you
match up with his, ermÉbody?"

"Well, why don't you check me out, son? You have made me hard anyway. Never
made love to a school-boy like you, but I've heard you are of legal age
soÉ" Omer stopped when Colin squeezed the man's bulge.

"Why don't you just undress me, sir? You know the gentlemen here are eager
to see you play with me, and I am keen for it too." Colin had already
started to unbutton his shirt. He was more than ready for another audition.

Omer helped Colin with the shirt before he slowly removed Colin's shorts
and bikini. He turned the lad to stand with his front to the audience, and
then started to give him a massage, first the shoulders, then the upper
front, concentrating on his nipples. After that he let Colin spread his
legs. From behind he played with Colin's balls and gave his inner legs some
treatment. When he then found the lad's little stiffy and pulled back his
foreskin, Colin trembled and closed his eyes. He was so surprised by the
treatment that he could hardly stand.

Then Omer turned Colin around and pulled him close. Again he started to
gently massage Colin, working on his neck and upper back before he found
the lad's pink buttocks. He pulled the buttocks apart and waited. Colin
took the signal at once and pushed his hips slightly backwards. With one
finger on each hand Omer found Colin's rosebud, and stretched the
ring. Colin moaned and let his head find Omer's neck.

"Please stop sir, or I will cum before I've even seen you naked. You make
me crazy!" Colin whispered hardly audible. "No, no, don't stop, please
don't stop, make me cum, make me cum!"

Omer turned Colin around again and hugged him close to his own body, a real
grown up taking care of a youngster. The man let Colin suck his fingers
before he put two of them into the youngster's arse. Colin was close
now. His eyes were rolling, and the hips fucked Omer's fingers. Omer's
other hand pinched the sore nipples.

"I'm cumming, sir. Yeah, yeah, I'm cumming!" Hands-free, Colin pumped his
load in the direction of the onlookers. The white boy-cream landed on the
stone floor not far from his own dad. Omer continued the prostate
stimulation as Colin had an orgasm in front of an audience and in front of
a camera, quite different from what had been filmed before. Colin had been
stimulated simply by this man's hands.

Colin turned around and put his arms around Omer and kissed his neck twice.
"Let me taste some of your juice, son. I'm sure it's hot!" Omer pushed
Colin back and cleaned the still hard cock with an active tongue. He even
used his tongue to collect some drops from Colin's balls and upper legs.
"Sweet stuff!" he said.

"I'll make more for you, I'm sure!" Colin smiled.

"You want a break now?" Omer caressed Colin's hair.

"And leave you, sir, with a hard-on ready for work?" Colin grinned
again. "Let me undress you now so I and the others can admire your strong
body.

Colin helped the man to lift his arms and free him from the tight white
t-shirt. His black armpit hair was trimmed and so was his frontal body
hair. Colin bowed and sucked the man's nipples. They were already
erect. The man's muscles were not those of a bodybuilder's but he had the
body of a well-trained athlete.

Colin knelt and helped Omer to get rid of his shoes and socks, and together
they freed him from the tight jeans. Underneath Omer wore see-through
bikini-boxers that hardly covered the trimmed black pubic hair, and didn't
hide the huge half-hard cock that wanted to get free. Colin attacked the
bulge in front of him with his nose and mouth. He licked the thin fabric
and he used his teeth on the very visible cockhead bending upwards to the
right. With his teeth he gripped the narrow waistband of the underwear and
pulled it down. The hardening cock hit Colin's eyes and upper head but the
boy did not hesitate. With a well-trained mouth, he gave Omer a real
mouth-job.

"Let me see your front clearly, mon ami!" Reynard used a hand to call the
man closer. Colin studied the cock too. Like Kasim had told him, the man
was very well-hung. He had a cock like Kasim himself, and a bit bigger than
his dad's. However it looked slightly smaller, because even full erect the
cock was bent down, and as Colin had noticed earlier, a bit to the right.

"A very hot weapon here, Colin!" Reynard commented. With one hand he lifted
the heavy, shaved balls, and with the other he wanked the thick 24 cm (10
inch) monster and made the cockhead shine. "I think it will be easier for
you to swallow this guy." Reynard let Omer go back to the still-kneeling
Colin.

The youngster was not happy with Reynard's comment. Throat-fucking was not
Colin's favourite thing but he knew the porn-guys loved to see their
bottoms take huge dicks all the way. "I'll show them," Colin thought and
continued the blow-job.

Omer took the signal when Colin put his head backwards and swallowed. Very
carefully he filled Colin's mouth and throat. With two hands he found the
back of the boy's head and kept the huge cock all inside. He saw tears in
Colin's eyes and withdrew. The boy nearly puked and spat slime, but went
back to the swallowing process. A little change of position from Omer, and
he was allowed to do a real mouth-fuck.

Omer was moaning more and more, and his cock was growing even harder. Now
he lifted Colin up from the floor, lay down on the daybed, and placed Colin
in a sixty-nine position on top of his body. This was not a show any more;
this was a real fuck between a horny man and a very hot lad. After another
round of sucking Colin turned around and faced the man he just met.

"Fuck me, sir. Fuck me now, and fuck me hard. I want that horse-cock up my
cunt, I don't want to wait many hours. I need you now." Colin had whispered
but everybody heard what he said. Bill looked a bit stressed and Omer
turned to the men.

"Forget them, Omer!" Colin whispered, hardly audible now. "Fuck me now. You
want it, don't you?"

"Go on, Omer. Spike the kid. He's all yours, you understand. Find some
lube, Kasim!" Reynard was sweating.

Omer placed Colin half-doggy on the highest part of the chaise lounge,
spread his legs wide and lifted the hips a bit backwards. He knew how to
give the audience a good sight. He used a large amount of cream and
finger-fucked the tight boy-pussy in front of him. Colin moaned and whined
at the treatment.

"Please make me ready for your son, sir." Omer turned around and gave the
tube of lubricating jelly to Bill.

Red in the face Bill, took care of Omer's cock. He grinned when Colin
looked at him, as he gave Omer special treatment with greasy hands. "Do we
need that kid, stallion?" Bill teased. Then he gave the man a pat on his
buttocks and sent him back to his son.

Very carefully, the man placed his cockhead on Colin's half-open
rosebud. The boy was far from patient now, and he wanted to show this man
that it was not an ordinary boy he had here in the fashionable Orangery. He
opened up and pushed hard. He opened more and pushed even harder. Omer was
half way inside. Colin screamed. "Very theatrical - for the audience," Bill
thought. Omer answered Colin's attack and bottomed him in one single
thrust.

Instead of relaxing for some seconds as he used to when he bottomed with a
huge cock, Colin tightened his muscles. "Great! Damn good!" Colin tried to
twist his buttocks, but tears filled his eyes.

"Take it easy, baby! Let me do you good. You are so tight, like a
virgin. My virgin!" Omer caressed Colin's curly hair, he kissed his neck,
but did not move otherwise. He just filled up the boy.

"Fuck me now, Omer. Go on now, sir. Start slowly if you please, but give me
the hardest you can. Hard! Make me cum again, sir. I'm ready now!" Colin
whispered. Bill placed one hand on Kasim's bulge. Kasim moved a bit closer
to his stage-lover's father.

For the next several minutes Omer fucked the youngster. He used short
thrusts and harder trusts, and when Colin was begging for more, he withdrew
completely and attacked Colin's sphincter again and again. Colin knew that
he was about to cum soon, and in a glimpse, he saw his father and Kasim
squeezing hard-ons.

"Please let me ride you, sir. You have done all the work so far," Colin
whispered and helped Omer to lie down on the elegant daybed. The lad
climbed onto the man and lowered his open boy-cunt down on the waiting
spear. Colin knew he could not last long now. Even though this was to be
his third heavy orgasm of the morning, he began spunking off when he let
Omer's cockhead massage his love button.

"I'm cumming, sir. I'm cumming again!" Colin looked at Don who worked with
a close-up camera, then he found his cock and pointed it at Omer's upper
body. Blasts of new boy-milk landed on the body beneath him while he
continued to fuck the spear inside. Omer collected some of the spunk and
fed it to Colin, then he put a finger in his own mouth and licked. With two
hands he found Colin's head and two pairs of lips met, not like lover's
kiss, but a thank you gesture between new companions.

Colin had to move. His knees were screaming with pain. Almost without
leaving the boy, Omer tuned him around, put him on the back, placed the
legs on his shoulders, and fucked him hard and direct. He was the real
stallion now, and Colin gave him what he wanted. The youngster felt that
Omer was close.

"Please let me drink your horse-milk, sir. Please let me taste you!" Colin
cried. Omer pulled out and let Colin's legs rest. Then he gave his long
cock some jerks and with a roar he started to send his cum all over the
boy's face, hair and mouth. Colin knew, and Omer knew, how the porn-guys
wanted a happy ending. Full of spunk, Colin smiled at Don and at his
Dad. When he tried to move to find Omer's cock for a last clean up, Omer
stopped him. Instead he faced the boy and cleaned his head with lips and
tongue, before he gave Colin his lips again. This time a hot tongue was
waiting.

***


After a rest in the sun, a lazy swim in the pool, and a double burger,
Colin, wearing a fake school uniform, was ready in the hay-loft above the
stalls. Don was there with his camera. Reynard was sitting on an old sofa,
while Kasim and Bill had found seats on some bales of hay. Both Colin's dad
and his stage lover were sexily dressed in sport shorts and singlets. Colin
was a bit jealous when he watched the very relaxed couple. The two men,
about sixty and fifty respectively, had been very joyful on the sunbeds
watching Colin in the pool, and when they jumped into the pool after lunch
both of them showed every sign of excitement.

Reynard had thanked Omer as he left for the day. The morning session had
given him the answers he wanted. Austin and Floyd had got their
instructions. They were to do a short session with Colin, fucking him to
climax and drenching him in spunk. He had explained that he wanted a rough
session, but no more direct spanking.

The boss had also met Colin during the lunch break, and explained that he
didn't have to give the men a lot of service this time. The casting
audition was only to see the men's abilities, he had proclaimed. Colin did
not agree, but he hadn't protested. He knew that he wanted the show to be
real, and he wanted the men to get value for their visit up here.

Austin was very excited. Of course he knew that this was about a job, but
he had really fancied the youngster this morning, and he had been close to
cumming both in front of the audience and later waiting in the village
hotel where a young student gave him some massage.

"Go!" Don worked with his hand camera now, and gave directions. Colin, with
a schoolbag on one shoulder, looked stressed and afraid when Austin came up
to him from behind.

"I called you, boy! Didn't you hear me? I paid you for a fuck remember."
Austin grabbed Colin's shoulder. "You are not to hide up here. You can't
run away from our deal. I've paid your Dad as well. He told me you are
good!"

Colin looked at the man as if he wanted to escape. "But you are too big for
me. Dad calls you a stallion. You have a horse-cock, he says." Colin looked
at the bulge in the man's sports-shorts.

"Stop whining like a schoolgirl! You're a young man of fifteen now. Don't
run away from your duties." Austin tossed Colin's schoolbag aside, then he
tore off the boy's shirt rather brutally. "Strip now! I want you naked,
boy. I want your little pussy, you see!" The man helped Colin to pull down
the dark blue shorts. Colin was wearing child-like tight underwear with a
horse pattern. His plan was to stay flaccid, but the scenario was too
exciting. He now showed off a cute erection and a wet spot in the front of
his tiny underwear.

Austin pulled his own shorts down to the knees. The huge cock with the
circumcised cockhead, popped up above the waistband. Colin gasped and
rolled his eyes. Austin put the dick into Colin's mouth.

"Now show me what a sucker you are. Your Dad has said you have been well
taught!"  Two big hands found the back of Colin's head and pulled him
closer. Austin gave the lad a real mouth-fuck, but did not try to
throat-fuck him. After a short session of intensive licking and sucking, he
lifted Colin like a kid and placed him in front of a hay-bale, turned him
around and forced his upper body down. Colin was ready for a doggy-fuck.

He gave Colin some light spanks and stripped the bikini off before he
spread Colin's legs apart and opened the arse. Don zoomed in for a close-up
when Austin used his long tongue to wet the pink and slightly puffy
rosebud. Austin spat and licked. The rimming made Colin dripping hard, and
long threads of pre-cum were seen hanging from the boy's cock.

Colin moaned every time the tongue entered his open boy-cunt. He lifted his
hips even higher. Without warning Austin changed from his tongue to his
index finger. Colin howled. "You are too big, sir. You'll hurt me!" Colin
tried to act serious.

"Shut up, I'm just opening you up for the real thing." Austin added his
middle finger and Colin howled again.

"What's going on here?" A young head was seen entering the room by a
ladder. Kasim Jnr (aged 13) had heard Colin's howls. Don stopped the
filming, and an irritated Reynard glared at the lad.

"Come here, Junior. Time to learn about real acting!" Kasim waved him to
sit between himself and Bill. Uncle Kasim put a caring arm around his
youngest nephew, who had grown out of his childhood the last
year. "Continue, guys!"

Austin stood up, gave his own cock some wanks and used his 24 cm (10 inch)
spear to follow the arse-crack from Colin's back down to his hard balls and
then back up again. He managed to take the lube from his pocket and dripped
the clear juice over his dickhead and shaft. Some more wanks and the cock
was a glistening spear. The totally-shaved pubic area made the cock look
even bigger, veiny and dark. Austin placed the cockhead outside Colin's
rosebud. This time the lad did not help. The entrance was really tight.

"You killing me, sir!" Colin cried. "You are much too big for me!"

"He's just acting!" Bill whispered in Kasim Jnr's ear. "He has taken bigger
pricks than that."

"Yes, I know, I've seen movies where my uncle fucks him," the lad whispered
back. Kasim used a finger to stop the conversation, but he grinned when he
saw that his nephew took Bill's hand and placed it inside his football
shorts.

"Stop yelling, boy," Austin was shouting. "You are no virgin. You have
taken cock since you had your first wet cum, haven't you?" He placed his
hands on Colin's shoulders and pushed the cock inside. With steady pressure
he very slowly filled up the boy's cunt. He let Colin rest for a while,
then his found his nipples and squeezed them real hard. Again Colin
howled. At the same time he used his muscles as if to get rid of the cock
that filled him. Austin was surprised at the strength, but started on a
tough and hard fuck.

For a while Colin was very calm. Then the viewers heard: "Yes, yes
sir. Fuck me hard, sir. Make me cum, please. Make me cum, make me cum, I'm
cumming now! Yes, yesÉ.!" Colin shot his load down the hay-bale and onto
the floor. Austin was very close too, but he knew the porn-rules. The spunk
should be seen by the audience and by the camera. He pulled out from the
swollen arse and pushed the boy down on the knees in front of him. Two
jerks and Austin was there. He sent his man-milk shots all over the
kneeling youngster. Colin had dripping jizz on his eye lashes, nose, mouth
and all over his upper body.

Bill had still his hand inside Junior's shorts. He had not wanked him, just
let the young cock stay in his hand and squeezed him now and then. Now the
hand was wet with a slimy liquid from the youngster.

While Austin fed Colin with his spunk and made him eat every drop, Bill
lifted his hand and fed the lad beside him. When Colin then took care of
Austin's cock for a last clean-up, Bill gave Junior a hot, wet kiss, then
he turned to Kasim senior and shared some young spunk with him too.

In the upper part of the attic, with a very good view of the action, but
out of the sight of those beneath, was a man in high boots and breeches. He
had followed the whole show. Now he adjusted his bulge and slid into the
shade.

"Well done, guys!" Reynard looked at his watch. "Fifteen minutes,
excellent, a perfect teaser. Next round in thirty minutes, Colin?" It was
more a question than a command. A grinning Colin gave his boss a thumbs up.

***


Precisely on time, half an hour later, Colin was back on the set, fresh and
joking. Pierre had made him a huge drink of carrot, beetroot and celery,
topped with fresh black pepper and some vodka. "Terrible taste" had been
Colin's comment but Pierre had commanded him to drink the huge
glass. Afterwards he had showered the youngster, first soaping him in
really hot water and then rinsing him with an ice-cold hose. Finally the
young servant had greased up Colin's boy-cunt with a horrible smelling
cream that burned like hell in the beginning, but cooled down and tightened
the love-entrance after just a few minutes.

Floyd was there on time too, less nervous than in the morning. Outside the
filming area, the two hugged and Colin teased the hunk by pulling at his
curly body hair. The man was dressed in a singlet and long shorts this time
so his cock was clearly visible down one of the upper legs.

"Still no boxers?" Colin teased the half-hard cock.

"Never!" Floyd answered. "I love the full freedom!"

Don was impatient so he called for action. The progress was very much like
on the former take, but Floyd lifted Colin and placed him on the hay-bale
before he stripped him of all his clothes. He pushed the lad backwards and
pulled off his own singlet. There was a huge difference between the very
tall and bulky man covered with dark body hair, and the much paler,
hairless Scottish boy.

Floyd had probably not shaved since early morning and his face had a dark
shadow. When he started to lick and kiss Colin's body the youngster both
gasped and laughed at the tickling. The man used his tongue to lick Colin's
balls and cock. He pulled the foreskin back and used his long tongue on the
glans. He even tried to penetrate the piss-slit.

Colin was very excited. His dick was as sensitive as ever, and suddenly he
got a devilish idea. "Your tickling makes me need a piss, sir," Colin
whispered. "You will allow me?"

"Go on, bitch, some piss would be good for the hay." Floyd did not move and
he kept the grip around the cock.

Colin had been to the bathroom before the audition so he was not going to
produce much. Besides that he had a superb hard-on after Floyd's hand- and
mouth-job. It took a minute or so before he started to piss. The small
geyser was in the beginning caught by Floyd's mouth before he spat the
yellow fluid into the hay. When the stream grew stronger, Floyd went on
wanking Colin quite hard so that he spread the fluid all around. The boy
was super-horny and Bill was afraid that his son was about to cum already.

Floyd bent down and again he put Colin's dripping cock in the mouth. This
time he swallowed the last drops of the pale yellow fluid, grinned, looked
at the audience, and licked the lips.

Without any cleaning Floyd, sat Colin on the edge of the haystack. "Strip
me, kid, and make me ready for your cunt!" Floyd snarled. Colin pulled down
the man's shorts and went on with some heavy mouth-play on the cock that
grew to full size in between the boy's hands and mouth. This time Floyd
stopped before he detonated.

In a hurry he pushed Colin backwards, lifted his legs and placed them on
his own shoulders. The wet cockhead played with the already oiled
arse-crack. Colin just waited to be fucked by this hairy bear. Without
using his hands, Floyd found Colin's rosebud with his cockhead and
pushed. He was too careful now, and he didn't get his cockhead inside.

"Open up, bitch! Don't pretend to be a virgin! I know you have been fucked
earlier today. Your dad has a huge cock, hasn't he? He fucks you when you
come home from school too, doesn't he? Fucks his little whore! Plays with
your clit and deep-fucks your little pussy!" Floyd's dirty talk made him
even harder and Colin, a bit angry now, opened up and let the man fill him
up in one thrust. He had the thick 24 cm (10 inches) inside and felt the
man's bush tickle his balls.

Floyd was a good fucker, a really tough one, and when Colin cried out,
"Harder, master. Harder, sir!" he really gave the boy what he asked for.

"I'm cumming sir. I'm cumming! You made it. You made it. Fucking good!"
Colin cried. Floyd went on with his thrusts, deep, deep inside. Colin's now
water-like spunk dripped and wet his own body. Even Colin had lost some of
his spitting force.

Floyd withdrew shortly after and commanded Colin to finish him with his
hands, and he did. At last Floyd pointed his dark weapon close to the boy's
face and drenched him for the second time that day. Colin had finished his
third potential stage-lover.

***


"Who's your favourite, son? You are the one who has to chose, you know."
Bill was close to Colin on the patio in the warm evening shadows. Reynard
and Kasim just looked at the young man and did not comment.

"I have loved to play with you, Kasim!" Colin answered. "Omer is just like
your younger brother, but Austin and Floyd had their qualities too. I need
some time to decide."

"Will Don be around tomorrow?" Colin asked. "I have a fourth candidate I
would like to test in front of the camera. Could we arrange another
audition tomorrow?"

"Another candidate? Do I know him?" Monsieur Reynard was surprised.

"My secret gentlemen, my secret! Hope you are a bit curious. You will allow
me to take a swim now while you have your evening drinks?" Colin rose and
stripped off the white bathrobe. The naked youngster was a dream when he
left the others in the warm French summer night.


To be continued