The Christmas Club

[daddybear54]

THE CHRISTMAS CLUB

 

Chapter 1   The Annual Meeting

 

Lars was facing the big mirror over the dresser as he tidied his hair. His eye, though was actually fixed on the attractively naked young man sitting on the end of the bed behind him. Lars had met Thor less than a week earlier, in a shopping mall washroom, when he had spotted the cute young blond covertly eying his tool sideways as they each released a stream into the urinals.

Even though it was mid-morning, it had been plain that Thor was ready, and more than ready, to get into some action. Within a minute after Lars stepped closer to him, they had their hands on each other’s tools in a classic “let’s fuck” handshake. At 40, Lars was apt to take a bit longer to get going, but Thor was half his age and had needed only one touch and squeeze to shoot right up to a full erection, his seven inches jutting up and out at a proud, aggressive angle. So aggressive, in fact, that he simply couldn’t squeeze it back behind his zipper fast enough when the door creaked as another man entered. The newcomer had taken in the scene at a glance, nodding approvingly and winking at Lars as they passed him on the way to the exit.

In ten more minutes, Lars and Thor were naked together in a suite of the adjacent hotel. Despite his forceful name and aggressive erection, Thor proved to be the kind of quiet young fellow who enjoyed being manhandled. That suited Lars right down to the ground. In two minutes, he had his eight-inch spear buried deep in the younger man’s throat. Four minutes after that, his tongue was lashing and drilling in the deep valley between Thor’s beautifully proportioned ass cheeks. Three more minutes found Lars buried deep in the hole, driving and thrusting with his entire eight inch length deep into Thor’s snug ass tunnel.

Lars was enjoying himself more than he’d expected he would. Thor might be young, but he was skilled at working his ass muscles to give his partner’s cock a delightful ride, and his busy butt had Lars moaning appreciatively as the older man pounded deep inside his hot young ass. Lars had changed up the position several times, first letting Thor sit on his spear and ride up and down on it, then picking the young guy up and pinning him against the wall, legs over shoulders as Lars drilled full force into him. Then he’d dropped Thor onto his face on the bed and lay on top of him, nuzzling his partner’s back and shoulders as he fucked straight down into the delightful ass under him. Those deep strokes brought Lars off the first time.

An hour later, give or take a few minutes, after Lars had dropped a second big load into Thor’s hot young fuckhole, he had invited Thor to join him that night for a week-long trip (with all expenses paid) to a resort in Mauritius. Thor hadn’t even bothered to pretend to think it over. He’d dashed off home to grab his passport and get packed (“You’ll need a few nice clothes,” Lars had said) and was back within the hour. Then it was off to Oslo Airport, where they snagged the last flight to London.

After a late supper in the airport hotel’s glass-walled restaurant, another wild round of fun and games with Lars slurping all of his two loads our of Thor’s hole (before adding a third one for good measure), they’d curled up together and enjoyed a good night’s sleep. The next day, after a late and leisurely start, they’d left the hotel on a pre-arranged late checkout before joining the ongoing overnight flight to Mauritius. A deluxe limousine awaited them at their destination for the ride from the airport, bringing them quickly to the deluxe resort on its own private coral sand beach, where they’d settled into a generously spacious overwater bungalow.

In no time, they had shed their travel clothes and pulled on swimsuits before heading out to the terrace. It was perfectly screened from view from all of the neighbours. It was the first time that Lars and Thor had really been able to take a good look at each other in broad daylight. Thor had enjoyed to the full the sight of Lars’ hot, hard body as he made his way to the plunge pool and stepped down into the water. Once Lars turned around and sat down on the underwater ledge, he’d enjoyed in turn the way that Thor’s snug, minimal swimsuit clung all around his insistent, semi-erect cock and full, round ass. As soon as Thor climbed down into the pool, Lars drew him over to sit down, an eager hand already clutching at Thor’s butt.

At once, they began making out hot and heavy, with duelling tongues plunging into each other’s mouths as their hands groped and squeezed and rubbed the two growing bulges. After a minute, Thor got up, climbed onto the rim of the pool, and sat down on his haunches, pulling his tiny red swimsuit down over his ass cheeks as he did so. Lars immediately swung around and plunged his face into that tempting deep valley, eating and tonguing Thor’s hot ass as fast as he could go. Thor moaned in delight as Lars expertly pushed his tongue into the hole, opening Thor up and getting him ready for a hard cock.

But Lars suddenly pulled away, slapped Thor’s bare ass, and hissed quietly, “Get down in the water – now!” Just as Thor dropped obediently back into the pool, he caught the throbbing sound of the engines as a dive boat full of snorkelers from an adjacent resort came chugging by. The two of them waved at the boat, getting several friendly waves in return. All the time during this interruption, Lars had his other hand hard at work under the water, palming and squeezing Thor’s bulge.

After the boat had passed out of sight, Lars got up on the rim of the pool and bent over, sliding his swimsuit down to offer Thor his ass. Thor dived in right away, licking and sucking while pushing a finger into that inviting hole. His cock got even harder under the water when Lars moaned, “Fuck, yes! That’s so good. Get your cock into me now, dammit!”

Although Thor preferred to play catcher, he was never one to say no. Thor drew Lars back down into the pool and then planted his cockhead against the older man’s hole. After a minute of pressure, he felt the hole give way and his cock moved slowly inside. Lars groaned, hissed, gritted out his words through the tension, “Fuck, that’s so hard… haven’t had a dick in me for ages… push it right in there, get it all inside me.”

Thor had always fantasized about fucking out in the open air, doing it in broad daylight,  It was bonus that he now found himself fucking this hot, muscular daddy, burying his cock quickly and repeatedly in Lars’ tight, willing hole. Just the realization that he was living out his long-held fantasy was enough to override his normal brakes, and he fired off a big load inside Lars almost before he knew what was happening. Being young and well-trained, he was able to keep right on plowing without any delay.

But Lars changed the game up again. He pulled away from Thor, spinning around and growling, “Time for you to get it.” But Thor dodged away from him and dived under the water. Lars watched with amusement as Thor chased down and captured in his mouth a couple of small traces of his cock cream which had escaped and were drifting lazily in the pool. Then he came up, smiling, and kissed Lars, letting the recaptured sperm swish around between their mouths.

After a moment, Lars broke the kiss and spun Thor to face the wall – then aimed his dick into Thor’s crack and leaned over his back, pushing deep inside the younger man’s muscular ass. Lars, too, was immensely turned on by the public nature of their coupling and exploded inside Thor within a few minutes of hard-driving fuck action.

They kept kissing for another minute or two as they recovered their breath from the wild action, but then Lars said, “We’d better get inside before we get the sunburn of a lifetime. Didn’t even take time to put on sunscreen!” The meeting resumed in the enormous walk-in  shower, and Thor took advantage of the mood to fuck and breed Lars again, taking a little more time to enjoy the process before going for the grand finale.

Over the next few days, their holiday idyll in the sun continued. It was all relaxing, all fun, all enjoyment, all amid the tropical paradise of the resort and the well-nigh perfect weather. All this time, though, Thor was getting more and more curious. Much as they enjoyed the days spent snorkelling, the lengthy soaking in their private outdoor pool or the hot tub in the palatial bathroom, the lazy lunches and deluxe dinners on their terrace, and the frequent wild sexual episodes in the gigantic bed (or out of it), he could tell that Lars was getting edgy.

Several times, he’d spotted Lars reading over a lengthy printed letter, with a schedule attached.  He hadn’t asked any questions, but he had deduced (accurately) that Lars had some business to deal with while they were here. Then, there had been the morning when they’d decided to have breakfast in the restaurant for a change of pace, and he’d spotted Lars exchanging covert glances with a brown-skinned man at another table.

On their fifth day, Lars had finally said something.

“Thor, we have a formal meeting to go to tonight for dinner. We’ll need to be dressed to walk along to the main lodge and the restaurant. We’ll leave at sunset.”

“”Formal as in jacket and tie?”

“No, a good shirt, trousers, and dark shoes will do.”

Thor heaved a silent sigh of relief. He was a casual guy and hated having to get dressed up in a suit. This cryptic announcement had left him full of questions, but he held his peace. Being a travel-date “boyfriend” to an obviously rich man was a new role for him, but he had the good sense to keep his thoughts private and wait for Lars to set the tone.

As the two of them sauntered into the restaurant that evening and were escorted by the host to a private dining room, Thor got two of his questions answered at once with just a quick look around. There wasn’t a woman in sight anywhere, and every one of the nine older men already in the room had a sexy younger man standing close beside him. Thor immediately recognized a couple of the younger men as hotties that he had spotted while roaming around the resort, either at the bar in the main lodge area, or on that picture-perfect beach under the swaying palms. He’d made the right guess, too, as he now realized, when he’d seen those young men wearing swimwear as skimpy and provocative as his own.

With drinks in hand, Lars and Thor began making the rounds of introductions as more guests arrived behind them. Thor’s agile mind picked up several more details before they had gone halfway around the party. The men were an assorted lot from all corners of the globe. One of them was the man he’d spotted Lars looking at in the restaurant the previous morning. Despite their diversity of origin, or perhaps because of it, all the men in this miniature United Nations were conversing fluently in English.

What intrigued Thor most of all was the realization that all of the older men knew each other. However, only some of the younger men present greeted Lars by name, while others appeared to be strangers to his wealthy partner. If that was the right word – perhaps “sponsor” would have been nearer the mark. Thor was feeling more and more with each passing minute like a debutante being formally presented at court.

The cocktail hour carried on for closer to two hours. Thor found himself getting into conversations with almost all of the older men present. He also had a chance to chat with a couple of the younger guys. As he worked his way through a second margarita, he loosened up a good deal, joining freely in the laughter that now echoed through the room. He grinned from time to time, too, when a roaming hand brushed against his bulge or momentarily cupped one of his firm butt cheeks.

Thor was no fool. He could guess that this “meeting” was eventually going to end up in various bedrooms in the resort – and he was definitely up for that, in more ways than one. As it turned out, he was absolutely right – but the grand finale wasn’t going to be quite as straightforward as he was thinking.

It was well past dark before they finally got the call from the head waiter to sit down to supper. Out of the corner of his eye, Thor had spotted a couple of servers roaming around the room and placing name cards at the four square tables (set for eight guests each), always after a quick, quiet exchange with one of the older guests. Having noted that, Thor was not altogether surprised to find himself seated next to Yoshi, an older Japanese man, while his neighbour on the corner was Farouk, a studly young Egyptian whose sizable bulge in his snug, tailored trousers had already caught Thor’s attention.

Conversation flowed easily around the four couples at the table. None of the young fellows in the party had been seated at the same table as the older man with whom each of them had arrived. There was Lars, Thor noticed, sitting at another table next to a young hottie who looked Polynesian. The meal was light on quantity (a sensible plan so late in the evening in the tropics) but of the very finest quality, as were the wines served with each course. There was only one detail which didn’t quite fit the picture. At the end of the meal, each of the older men filled in what appeared to be a scorecard of some kind which Thor didn’t see clearly as Yoshi had turned half away from him. Farouk and Thor exchanged puzzled glances at that.

Then the white-haired gentleman acting as the chair of the meeting got up to speak. In a bland, business-event voice, he thanked everyone for coming, with a conventional wish that he trusted that everyone was enjoying the meal and the resort as a whole. Then he added on a sentence which sent Thor’s eyebrows notably higher than usual.

“I will look forward to seeing all of you again in two months’ time, gentlemen.”

Thor did a quick mental calculation. It was late October now; two months would bring them to Christmas.

 

 

 

[daddybear54]

Chapter 2  Learning the Ropes

 

“Questions, Thor?”

The moon was spreading a sparkling trail across the placid waters as they walked down the boardwalk bridge leading to the guest bungalows.

“A few minor ones, and one big one.”

“Start with the big one.”

Thor took a deep breath.

“I’d like to know, for the long term, what you’ve gotten me into here.”

Lars chuckled.

“That’s the good news, Thor. I haven’t ‘gotten you into’ anything. I’ve put you in the way of an opportunity that could change your life into something completely different from what you had imagined a week ago. Whether you choose to take that opportunity or not is entirely up to you. You can choose to join the Christmas Club, or not. Just one ask from me: if you’re deciding you don’t want to join, just let me know as soon as possible.”

Thor mulled that one over for a minute. “It’s hard to say if I want to join in when I don’t really know what it is I’d be joining – especially in the long term.”

Lars chuckled again. “I understand. I felt the same way when I was invited twenty years ago. It’s just that we have an unwritten rule about not asking and not talking much about it – sort of ‘whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’ deal. Except that we never meet in Vegas. But I can fill you in a bit.”

“That’s all I ask.”

The remainder of the slow walk back to their bungalow and the time as they undressed and climbed into bed was taken up by his explanation. As Lars wrapped up, he added on an answer to one question which Thor hadn’t asked. “And just in case you were wondering, no strings as far as I’m concerned. It’s great fun playing with you, but there’s no relationship here. Not even a – what do they call it now? – a situationship? After all, we don’t even live in the same place.”

Another clue. He’s not from Oslo then. Thor’s alert mind ticked off another point. “So where do you live, Lars?”

Lars laughed again and flung out an arm in a dramatic gesture. “I am a citizen of the world.” Thor joined him in laughing. “Really, I don’t live anywhere, in the sense of having one definite home base. I’m from Stavanger originally and keep a house there, so that’s my address of record for the Norwegian government. But I travel most of the year on business, and have condos in New York, London, Dubai, and Singapore. And what that business would be comes squarely under the heading of ‘we don’t ask and we don’t tell.’ Now, if that’s satisfied your curiosity enough for the time being, can we stop talking and get down to business?”

Thor chuckled again as Lars reached down and manipulated his cock.

“I guess I can run on that for now.” This as his tool sprang rapidly to life. This time the two of them moved easily into a sixty-nine, sucking on each other’s cocks until first Thor and then, moments later, Lars exploded. They sucked, they swallowed, and then Lars swung back around to lay his head on the pillow next to his young protégé. And then they slept.

The next morning at breakfast, Lars told Thor that he was going to be busy all day and into the evening – “catching up with my friends” as he put it. “I’ll be out and about right through until tonight, so if you want to get together with anyone you met last night, it’ll be fine to bring him back here. Tomorrow we leave for the airport at two o’clock, after lunch.”

Damn! This guy can see right through me! Thor gave a rueful laugh. “There’s just no hiding anything from you, Lars. I’m going to do my packing first and then meet one of the guys.”

“May I ask?”

“Oh, so now he wants a situationship.” They both laughed. “I’m going to touch base with Farouk.”

“That’s the young fellow sitting by you last night, yes?” Thor nodded, “Yes, he’s another first-timer like you, and from the looks of him that was quite the base he had that any of us would enjoy touching. Have fun going for the home run!”

Ninety minutes later, Thor opened the door to admit Farouk. Thor was wearing just his minimal red brief swimsuit and Farouk’s eyes widened. It was obvious that the young Scandinavian beauty was already somewhat aroused.

“Come on, Farouk.  Let’s get in the pool – for starters.”

Once out on the terrace, Farouk lost no time shedding his shorts and shirt, revealing an equally slim-line yellow brief. Thor whistled. “Wow. They sure gave you the giant economy size, didn’t they?” Farouk’s cock was pushing as far up as possible, and its owner had been forced to angle it a bit to the side to keep it contained. He’d also had to lift the sides of his string brief as high up on his hips as possible. Even with those precautions, the head was already starting to lift the narrow waistband away from his muscular belly. The view in the back was just as provocative.

Farouk amused Thor by getting on his back in the pool and swimming back and forth at a lazy pace. The pool wasn’t really big enough for proper swimming, but it was a great way for Farouk to keep showing off his endowment, and since it was still growing and now pushing right out under the waistband, he was putting on quite a show. After a couple of minutes, he sat down in the warm water beside Thor and the two of them began making out, with plenty of tongue and several busy hands adding to the excitement.

Thor decided he should make the next move, so he stood up, turned his back to Farouk and climbed up to stand on the step. He then pulled the waist of his swimsuit down to reveal his smooth round ass, pushing the suit still farther until it dropped into the water. He stepped out of it, tossing the suit onto the deck and then knelt down on the edge of the pool with his ass thrust out towards the Egyptian stud. Farouk wasted no time, yanking his own suit off and then diving right in and eating Thor’s firm buns, deep crack, and tight hole in a frenzy of lust. It didn’t take long. Thor began moaning, quietly at first but then louder and louder until Farouk slapped his butt and whispered harshly, “Shut up! You’ll have all the neighbours swimming around to take a look!”

“Fuck, yeah! We could give them a show!”

Farouk redoubled his sucking and slurping, adding a finger in Thor’s hole to the mix. As he rotated the finger and then added another one to it, Thor was getting more and more active, twisting back and forth and flexing his butt muscles as hard as he could go.

Farouk now had Thor’s ass as wet as he could get it. It was time. He stepped up and rubbed the head of his uncut cock, standing a full ten inches almost straight up, into Thor’s crack. As he teased Thor’s hole, he reached down with his spare hand and pulled a small bottle out of the pocket of his shorts which were lying nearby. Squirting the lube onto his fingers, he began working it into the hole. He then pulled out another bottle and handed it to Thor. Thor inhaled deeply, drawing the metallic fumes down into his lungs, first one side and then the other. Farouk waited patiently, still teasing the hole until it suddenly relaxed and twitched, opening and pushing out.

He grasped the rigid shaft, planted the head firmly against Thor’s hole, and leaned on it. Thor had never taken such a big piece of meat, but the poppers had loosened him up and he opened up, letting Farouk get the bulbous head inside him. Thor let out a gasp and a loud grunt of “fuck!”, then remembered to breathe deep breaths. Another hit of poppers helped too. Then he looked down between his legs and saw the full size of the tree trunk Farouk was pushing into him. Another involuntary cry of “Aw, fuck!” and his hole relaxed still further. In a few more minutes, Farouk had succeeded. His entire thick, hard manhood was buried all the way inside Thor’s ass.

Thor was struggling. He wanted that cock, welcomed it, did what he could to help it out, but it was a real strain for him – not just the length but the thickness even more so. But Farouk, having gotten inside, wasn’t going to take “No” for an answer. He began a slow in and out motion, pushing all the way up inside Thor’s straining hole, and then sliding down and out until just the head was clenched inside the muscle ring.

Over the next couple of minutes, Farouk slowly ratcheted up the speed of his fucking motions as Thor’s hole got progressively easier to work with. Thor was still straining, but he took it, he needed it, he wanted a fuck for the record books and Farouk was giving it to him. Farouk’s hip bones were smacking loudly against Thor’s lush round ass on each stroke.

“Fuck! I can’t hold it. I’m going to shoot!” Farouk’s sudden exclamation lit Thor’s fire too.

“Do it! Fucking cum inside me!”

Farouk’s thrusts were getting irregular and hitting harder too. He grunted a few times, then let out a roar and shoved his huge tool all the way up into Thor’s body and let the volcano erupt. Thor felt his insides warm up. Pushing his hand down against his abdomen, he could feel Farouk’s thick head jumping and pulsing inside him. Farouk slammed into Thor a few more times as his epic orgasm continued. At last, the pulsations died away and he gasped for breath. Then, in slow motion contrast to the high-energy fucking of a moment earlier, he let his tool slide slowly out of Thor’s body. Also in slow motion, a tidal wave of white cream followed it out, dripping down into the water by the pool’s edge as Thor’s ass struggled to close up again.

Farouk flopped back down into the pool, gasping for air after his sudden burst of energy. Thor sat down again beside him, and they stroked each other gently as their breathing and pulses returned to normal. But then, as he turned to kiss Thor again, Farouk realized something.

“Shit! You didn’t cum.”

“That’s okay, I’ll get my chance soon enough. I’m head of the line to lay a load into your hot muscle ass.” Farouk turned his head away, mumbling something and Thor realized. “Farouk.” No answer. “Farouk, look at me.” He grasped the handsome Egyptian gently by the chin and swung him slowly around. “You’ve never been fucked?” He didn’t really have to ask. The fear was there in the liquid brown eyes staring back at him.

Farouk nodded. “Yeah. But just once, and it hurt like hell. My uncle. He… he forced me.” Thor stared in shock. Farouk gulped for air and then went on. “I mean, like, I wanted it, I already knew I was gay, but he just ripped me open. He was crazy drunk. And I had to go to the hospital to get fixed up.”

“Shit. How old were you?”

The answer was barely audible. “Thirteen.”

Thor suddenly exploded in rage. “I’d want to kill that bastard.” But then he felt Farouk’s hand resting gently on his mouth.

“That’s just what my father said. His own brother. And it wasn’t just words.” Thor stared at him, appalled. “When he found out I was gay, he thought his brother had turned me that way. I tried to tell him, but he had gone crazy with rage, he wouldn’t listen. Wherever we go when we die…” and he stopped dead, gulping audibly before going on. “I hope… I just hope they’re talking to each other again now, forgiving each other, wherever they are.”

“Your father’s dead too.”

“The firing squad.”

Thor folded Farouk in his arms, holding him close as he broke down and sobbed. He couldn’t think of a single thing to say that would fit the enormity of Farouk’s pain and hurt. He could only hope that Farouk was getting the message through his touch. At last the emotional storm worked its way out of Farouk’s system and he raised his head.

“Sorry for letting go like that.”

“It’s okay, Farouk. You need to let it out, so let it out.”

“It’s so hard. I’ve only ever told all this to one other person.”

“The man who brought you here.”

Farouk nodded. “His name’s Abdul. He wanted to take my cock just like you did. And then he wanted to switch. He’s a good man. I told him and he said it was okay, we didn’t need to do it. I mean, it’s not like I don’t want to. I play with it myself, with my fingers, my toys, and it feels great. I shoot off like a fountain when I fuck myself with my vibrating dildo. But as soon as it’s another guy and he reaches for my ass, I just freeze right up and clamp down like my life depended on it.”

Thor looked at him. So handsome. So frightened.

“After what happened, I’d be frozen too. But look, Farouk. I’m not trying to force you to do anything you’re not comfortable doing. It’s just what you want, whatever you’re ready for.”

Farouk shook his head in amazement. “Where were all the decent men like you and Abdul when I was young?” He shook his head again. “So this is what scares me about the Christmas Club – that I’m going to meet some guy who’s top only, I’m going to freeze on him, and I’ll end up getting blacklisted from the whole thing. And I need this, Thor. I need it! Not for money, but to give me some self-confidence, to help me get over being paranoid about dating because of what happened, all of that!”

“That might happen. But look at who you’ve met so far. Yoshi, last night, he was so shy and gentle and it’s obvious that he’s 100% bottom. And then there’s Abdul,  who sounds like a really great guy, and Lars – my sponsor – he’s just as thoughtful and easy-going.”

“And there’s you,” Farouk added, the smile coming back at last into his face and his voice.

“So that’s four good guys you’ve met, and no sign of trouble yet. Pretty good odds. Come on, Farouk, let’s go inside and get cleaned up and we can talk some more.”

A long shower full of gentle touches and kisses followed. They washed each other down with their hands, taking turns with the shower head to rinse every part of each other. After they were dried off, they got dressed and Thor called for some room service for lunch. Another long conversation turned to the whole business of the Christmas Club, and what it was all about. At least, they knew it was about older men having sex with younger men, but they were both wondering about how it was organized and what was expected of them as newcomers.

Putting two and two together, with the hints Thor had gotten from Lars and the rather different bits which Farouk had picked up from Abdul, a fuller picture began to appear.

And now Farouk was looking scared again. “I don’t know, Thor. Can I even do this? What if I get with one of those daddies that I don’t know yet and he won’t take no for an answer?”

Thor’s mother-hen side came to the surface again. “Just make sure you’ve got the resources to make your own way home if he throws you out. And something else… look, you’ve got my number, here’s what you do. Once you find out where you are and who you’re with, you let me know. That way, there’s someone who knows what the score is with the Christmas Club and knows how and where to get you help to you if you need it. Okay?” Farouk nodded. “Okay, that’s enough serious talk, I want to get some more action out of your beautiful cock before dinner time rolls around.”

They both laughed, as he took Farouk’s hand, led him to the bed, and then began to undress him. They fell across the bed together, the heat steadily rising as Thor pulled Farouk on top of him and then got them into position to suck each other’s cocks in a sixty-nine. Farouk gave Thor’s dick his best treatment, sucking it deep, kissing and licking along the shaft and around the head, humming as he got the head deep into his throat – he had mastered all the tricks. Thor was struggling much more with Farouk’s huge tool, but he was  doing pretty well at getting most of it inside his mouth, even if he couldn’t completely deep-throat the thing.

Farouk eventually worked his way down onto Thor’s balls, then down his taint and began eating Thor’s ass. Thor reciprocated, feeling Farouk loosen up a bit as he washed down that beautiful ass crack, then began licking at the hole, caressing it with his tongue as he felt Farouk giving his own ass the same treatment. Both of them were giving off moans of satisfaction.

That’s a good start for him. He’s taking this rimming play and liking it.

Thor could feel his own ass loosening and blooming. He knew that it was time, and he needed that huge tool back in his ass. He rolled onto his back, spread his legs apart, and lifted them into the air. “I’m ready, Farouk. I want you inside me again.”

Whether because of having already been stretched that morning, or because of the bonding that had taken place between them, Thor found it much easier going this time to get Farouk’s big sledge hammer inside him.

And, because they had already blown off some steam earlier, they were able to take their time and enjoy the experience much longer. Farouk enjoyed fucking Thor in missionary, because Thor was flexible enough to fold himself double and pull Farouk right down on top of him, enjoying the body-to-body contact and the intense making out. But then, Farouk pulled out and rolled Thor onto his face before entering him again, lying full length along Thor’s back and wrapping his arms around Thor’s body as he plowed deep inside.

Then it was Thor’s turn to roll Farouk onto his back and climb on top, sitting right down onto the full length of that huge man meat and pumping up and down as the head kept bumping against his prostate. And that brought Thor off, grunting and moaning as his dick convulsed, spraying several massive squirts of cream up over his pecs and abs.

That was Farouk’s cue to pull Thor up and off so he could get on top again, lick all that warm cream up into his mouth, suck the remaining trails of it off Thor’s cock, and then exchange it all with Thor in a passionate kiss, ending when both swallowed their share.

But they weren’t done. Both of them were still hard, and Thor was already stroking himself again as Farouk sank back inside him, big spoon to Thor’s little one.

“Fuck, yes! Never had someone do me like this. Don’t stop! It feels so great!”

“Feels great to be inside you this way too. Going to keep fucking you like this till I shoot my load inside you.”

“I want that load. Give it all to me, fill my hole with your sperm.”

“Yeah – gonna fill you up all the way.”

Farouk was pounding into Thor faster and faster, and Thor was matching him for speed as he pounded away on his own dick. Both were so turned on that this explosion was going to happen soon, for both of them.

“Oh, fuck! Drive it into me! Cum in me!”

“Fuck! Gonna cum… in your hole… shoot my load up into your guts....”

It wasn’t just the dirty talk. Farouk’s thick head was nailing Thor’s prostate on every stroke, and Thor’s moans and cries showed that he was just as close as the stud plowing him.

“Do it! Shoot it! Oh, man, you’re gonna fuck the cum right out of me!”

“Take it… take it… fucking cumming… now!”

With a last ferocious driving thrust, Farouk forced his way deeper inside than ever before as he exploded into Thor’s fuckhole, right at the same moment that Thor blasted off a second load, just as big as his first cum had been. The two of them lay there, heaving insanely huge breaths as they slowly calmed down from their double climax. At last, Thor spoke.

“Unbelievable… what an incredible fuck. I’ve never cum right at the same time like that.”

“Neither have I.”

Farouk’s huge tool was still lodged inside Thor, still hard, and neither of them showed any real urge to disconnect. At last they got up, went into the bathroom for another shower, and then pulled on their swimsuits to go back outside and relax in the pool for a while longer. As they were sitting there, arms around each other’s bodies, Farouk sighed.

“What?”

“I was just wishing I felt ready to take it the way you did. I’d really love to have you be the one to teach my ass how good it could feel.”

Thor kissed him. “Thank you. Wherever you are, when you do feel ready, there will be a good man who is the right one to take you through that experience.” Thor was no fool. He could tell that Farouk was trying to express love for him, at least at some level. He couldn’t deny that he was feeling drawn to the young Egyptian hunk too. But he kept the brakes on, having already learned the hard way that he simply wasn’t matured enough or ready to settle into a relationship with one man – and he guessed that Farouk wasn’t really any more ready than he was.

At last, Farouk sighed and got up. “I’ll have to go. It’s about an hour to sunset, and Abdul wants us to have dinner in the restaurant for this last night.”

“It’s all good, Farouk. Lars is off and about through the evening, so I’ll just call up some room service for dinner.”

When Farouk was all cleaned up and dressed again, Thor walked him to the door.

“Thank you for an amazing day, Thor, and for being so supportive and understanding.”

“And thank you, Farouk, for giving me an ass ache that I’ll remember for a long, long time.” They both laughed before Thor went on. “Seriously, it was a great day – great fun, and a great new friend as well.”

“Then, thank you – my friend.” And they hugged and kissed for several minutes longer before Farouk went his way.

Hours later, Lars returned to a dimly lit room – and was a little startled. Everything was neat and tidy. Thor had taken it upon himself to call housekeeping to come and remake the bed, and he had tipped the housekeeper well for the trouble. Likewise, he had called room service to clear away the dishes after he’d eaten and again tipped the server well for the two trips out to the bungalow. Now, Thor was lying in bed, watching a classic movie on the giant TV screen. He looked pleasantly drowsy.

“Hello, Thor. The suite is a lot neater than I expected. Didn’t Farouk come after all?”

“Oh, yes. He came and spent the day here. He had to go because his elder, Abdul, wanted to have dinner in the restaurant. But we had a great time all day.”

Lars was even more puzzled. That last remark certainly hinted at wild fun and games, but there was an oddly thoughtful, almost sad, note in Thor’s voice as he spoke. So Lars privately resolved to say nothing more. After all, it was no business of his unless he really did want a situationship or more after all – and that he certainly did not want.

“Glad you had a good day. I’ll just get cleaned up and then we can get some sleep.”

“Good. The movie’s almost over anyway.”

“I don’t recognize it. What’s the title?”

“Tight Little Island.”

Lars chuckled as he headed to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, Lars laid down on the bed, on his side, facing Thor – who at once rolled towards his older companion to kiss him goodnight. As they embraced, Lars instinctively ran his hand down Thor’s back to caress his ass, and Thor flinched at the touch.

“Ah, you did have a good time, didn’t you?”

“Did you?”

“Touché. As my former partner in England used to say, ‘Ask no questions and you’ll get told no lies.’”

“Precisely.”

Lars laughed again, at the shrewd way in which Thor had diverted his curiosity and turned it back on him. He made a mental note for the file which he was compiling on Thor: Thoughtful, clever, quick responses, and not easy to catch off guard.

In five more minutes, they were both asleep.

 

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Chapter 3:    And Just Like That, It’s Christmas

 

On the final and darkest Wednesday of November, Thor received this message on a special secured e-mail account for which he had been handed a security access code in person by Lars.

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November 27, 2026

 

To:                   All Christmas Club Apprentices

From:              Christmas Club Governor

Subject:           Christmas 2026 Gathering

 

This year’s Christmas Gathering will take place from December 26, 2026, to January 1, 2027, and will be held at the private island resort lodge of Club Governor Emeritus Widdifield.

Your individual sponsor will be responsible for making all arrangements for transportation from your home community to the international airport on the island of Barbados. From there, limousine and yacht transfers will be arranged to the private island on December 26. Return transfers to Barbados Airport will be during the morning and early afternoon of January 2, 2027.

The entire group will convene for dinner on the evening of December 26 at 8:00 PM.

On the morning of December 27, each of you will be assigned a personal room in the party wing. This will be in addition to the private suite in the resort which you will share with your sponsor.

Beginning on the afternoon of December 27 at 5:00 PM you will be in your personal room each day from 5:00 PM to midnight. Each personal room has private toilet and shower facilities, as well as a house phone and a minibar. All necessary basic supplies will be provided. If you wish to bring specific clothing items, fetish items, or personal toys, please do so.

Exceptions:     [1] Whichever club full member is in the personal room with you at 7:30 PM will be responsible for escorting you to dinner and back. He will direct you as to how you are to be clothed for dinner.

[2] After dinner on December 31, 2026, you will be escorted directly to the large function room on the main floor for the New Year’s Eve party.

[3] Personal members may also, at their own discretion, take you from your designated room to another apprentice’s room for more extensive activities.

Outside of the designated personal room hours, your time and your activities will be entirely at your own discretion.

Any tips you receive during your stay will be yours exclusively.

The Club’s full members trust that you will enjoy and take complete advantage of all your many opportunities during this sunny Caribbean holiday.

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Thor smiled in an inward way as he read this document over a second time. He had no trouble discerning the meaning hidden behind the innocent-sounding words of much of the text. His task would be to jack and be jacked, suck and be sucked, rim and be rimmed, fuck and be fucked – and maybe more -- with as many different partners out of the 16 older men at the October meeting as he could get through in the space of a week.

While he was thinking these horny thoughts -- and getting more than a little hard in the process -- his phone pinged. He opened it, read a message from Farouk, and promptly hit the callback button.

“You’ve read the memo. Sounds interesting, doesn’t it?”

“More than just interesting, Thor. Abdul just let something slip when I mentioned to him that I’d gotten the memo. He told me there could be anything up to forty older guys at this orgy. That’s the full membership of the Christmas Club according to the rule book. We just met the tip of the iceberg at that first meeting!”

Thor’s mind worked through a rapid recalculation. It was shaping up to be a very busy Christmas season indeed, and plenty of hard work for what he’d expected would be a holiday.

“It could get a bit overwhelming, but I’m definitely up for the challenge. What about you, Farouk?”

“Kind of scared, you know why.”

“I know. But look, bring all your toys and things with you and you can always put on a show and get them wound up and shooting off that way.”

“True. Okay, Thor, I’m in.”

A month later, Lars and Thor set out to fly from Oslo to London, and from London to Barbados.

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At five o’clock in the afternoon of December 27, Thor was lying on the bed in his designated private room, waiting for his first caller. He’d been preparing for this for some time, swearing off from any sex or jerking off for the last 5 days, and he was both well rested and horny. He was finding it hard to avoid reaching for his cock, which was sticking right up in the air above his crotch, glistening in the subdued light.

He’d come to the room directly from the pool area, where he’d been alternating between swimming and tanning. He had a t-shirt and some shorts in a bag, as well as a jockstrap, his hat and sunglasses, but he had walked off the pool deck and down the hall in the party wing wearing nothing but his brief red swimsuit and his sandals. Pulling the swimsuit down once he was in the room had been all the stimulation he’d needed to grow a full hard-on at top speed after 5 days of abstinence.

He jumped and stiffened his back instinctively, then forced himself to relax and smile, as he heard the door opening. When it shut, he heard the click and a discreet beep as the “Privacy” lock was engaged.

Mark walked into the room, and Thor’s cock jumped in sudden interest. He’d been watching Mark at dinner the night before, noticing the man’s powerful muscular build and the generous bulge in his well-fitted trousers. A few streaks of silver in his carefully styled hair did no harm. Thor had always liked older men. He’d gotten an even better eyeful out by the pool this afternoon and had certainly noticed that Mark was looking his way often, and with great interest.

Mark grinned broadly as he saw what was waiting for him on the bed. He leaped onto the bed and laid down right on top of Thor, grinding his bulge against Thor’s hard-on as he began kissing the younger man. Thor got a hand in between them as they were making out and began undoing the buttons on Mark’s shirt. Sliding his hand inside, he began squeezing Mark’s bulging pecs and twitching his fingers over the nipples. Mark gave out a moan of appreciation.

Thor upped the stakes by pushing Mark’s shirt backwards onto his shoulders. Mark disengaged for a moment, shrugging the shirt down and off, and then returned his attention to the young man on the bed under him. Thor now swung his head over to the side so he could begin teasing and sucking on Mark’s nipple. Mark responded by playing with Thor’s chest in the same way. Playing with Thor’s body this way was making Mark even harder. He rose up on his knees and gestured to his belt buckle.

Thor got onto all fours and crawled towards Mark, reaching up to Mark’s waist to start undoing the belt, and then going on to unfasten the trousers and lower the zipper. The bulge at once began pushing its way out through the opening. Mark went through some more movements to push his trousers all the way down, lifting one knee at a time to slide them right off.

With that layer out of the way, Thor began kissing and sucking the bulge in Mark’s tight underwear. He could feel Mark’s tool getting even bigger and harder, and he blew through the fabric, letting Mark feel the heat. Then, he grasped the waistband and began to ease the underwear down, until Mark’s big nine-inch cock sprang out and slapped Thor in the face.

 “Suck that!” Mark’s voice had a forceful edge which might have scared a newbie. But this certainly wasn’t Thor’s first rodeo. Without wasting time on preliminaries, he went right down on that big thick chunk of meat, sucking inch by inch until he had the entire shaft in his mouth and the head right down his throat. Mark groaned again.

Up and down Thor’s head bobbed, giving Mark an expert tongue bath which soon had the older man quivering with excitement and repeating the words, “Oh, god… oh, fuck… oh god…” like a mantra. He leaned forward, running his hand down Thor’s back until he was caressing Thor’s smooth, firm ass and sliding his fingers deep into the crack. As his vocal utterance got more choppy and his breathing faster and harsher, Thor pulled reluctantly away.

“Why did you stop? I was just about to fucking cum?”

“That’s why. I’ve got better plans for your load than just down my throat.”  As he was saying this, Thor turned around, presenting his beautiful ass right in Mark’s face. Mark couldn’t resist. He dived right in, kissing and licking that crack, savouring the taste and smell of Thor’s man sweat, the musky aroma of a ripe ass crack. The deeper he went, and the more he worked on the button, the louder Thor’s moans and cries of excitement grew. Mark really loved feasting on a young man’s ass, and he was having a field day with this one, while Thor was getting more and more turned on by the tongue action.

Thor’s cock was fully warmed up too, leaking precum in a steady flow. Mark caught a bit of that on his tongue and pulled away. “On your back, now!” Thor obediently rolled over and lifted his legs up over his chest. At once, Mark dived in again, this time giving a minute of sucking time to Thor’s cock. He wanted to get all that delicious clear dick-honey down his own throat. At the same time, he was working his hips up closer, ready to put his big hard nine-incher to work and put Thor’s ass through its paces.

“You ready for this now?”

“Let me have it!”

Mark planted the thick head against Thor’s tight ass and pushed forward, slowly but irresistibly, all the way down to the bottom, to the point where his hips were tightly clamped against Thor’s butt cheeks. Thor was mentally thanking his lucky stars that he’d worked his ass over with a dildo earlier on.

In another room, down the hall, another and even larger dick was putting another ass through the gears. In his mind, Farouk was worried. The older Ukrainian man under him, Oleksii, looked much frailer than most of the men he’d seen so far at the gathering, and he didn’t want to jeopardize his chances by fucking Oleksii too hard and injuring him. But Oleksii insisted. In a guttural, heavily accented English, he ordered Farouk: “Give me hard. Fuck me deep. Want your cum!”

Farouk complied. Oleksii’s ass at least was still strong, the hole gripping tightly at Farouk’s big tool. He started slowly, driving into the older man’s tunnel. It took a bit of time for him to work around some of the obstacles, but at last he had a clear shot and was able to begin reaming that hole all the way to the bottom. Pulling out. Thrusting back in. Oleksii reached back, grabbing at Farouk’s muscular butt, pulling him in farther and deeper on each stroke.

Farouk had raised himself on his arms into a push-up position, rising and falling faster and faster as he drove himself towards climax. From the louder and louder wailing, it was obvious that Oleksii was enjoying the experience just as much as Farouk, if not more.

So, Farouk put it into words. Leaning down, he spoke right into Oleksii’s ear. “You want me to give you more?”

“More. Yes, more.”

“You want me to cum in you, shoot my whole load deep inside you.”

“Yes. Give me cum!”

Farouk drove into the willing ass even faster, and suddenly Oleksii let out the loudest wail yet as his ass clamped down hard on Farouk’s tool.

“Cumming!”

Farouk forced his way one last time through that suddenly steel-hard ring and exploded all the way up in Oleksii’s fuckhole. His dick kept quivering and pulsing, shooting out more and more. At last, he pulled slowly out and watched as the lava flow of his own cum started pouring in slow motion out of Oleksii’s gaping hole. He bent down and sucked up all the cum he could get. Then he laid down beside Oleksii, turning to face him and kiss him, exchanging that warm juice with him as he did so. They caressed each other gently as they shared the cum load between them, gradually easing their breathing until they fell asleep.

Seconds later, back down the hall, Mark exploded deep inside Thor’s ass, giving him a similarly large load. Thor quivered and moaned as he felt the warmth spreading through his guts. But he only had moments to enjoy the sensation. Mark wasn’t done yet. He pulled out, rolled Thor onto his side, and got done behind Thor, ready to fuck him in the big spoon position. His cock slid back into Thor’s ass and he resumed pumping, but much more slowly.

“Please make it last longer. This is too good to end in a hurry.”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing, Thor. I want to make this last too.”

Mark and Thor kept it going for over an hour longer. Mark pumped in and out of Thor for a few minutes, then pulled out for another time of kissing each other. He slid back in for some more fuck strokes, and this time when he pulled out, he rolled Thor over and spent some more time eating his ass. He then sat on Thor’s face to enjoy having his own ass eaten.

Mark continued to lead the dance like this, taking Thor through a whole range of different positions. He fucked Thor standing up and pressed against the table. He fucked Thor by having the young man sit down on his dick while he sat in the chair. He picked Thor up, holding him up in his arms as Thor bounced up and down on Mark’s dick. In between these experiments, Mark and Thor worked through all kinds of licking, sucking, kissing, and fingering.

Thor was enjoying all of this very much. As a young man with a long list of young gay friends, he was used to encounters which blew up fast, happened hard, and ended explosively. Two men taking their sweet time to make each other feel good was a new concept to him, and he was finding that it turned him on even more.

“I’m about to cum again, Thor. How do you want me to breed you?”

“”Standing up again – that felt incredible.”

Mark pulled Thor to his feet again, turned him to press his face against the wall, and pushed back inside Thor’s well-worn ass. Thor groaned as Mark speeded up the action, driving his long, thick tool faster and faster into Thor’s ass, driving Thor crazy with lust. His balls were aching, his need was enormous after this long buildup, and he wanted Mark to cum inside him and to make him cum at the same time.

Mark was now pounding Thor at top speed, a mighty tattoo of drumbeats as his hips smacked Thor’s cheeks over and over. And then it happened. Mark slammed one last deep stroke across Thor’s prostate and erupted, filling Thor’s hole yet again with his cream. Thor yelled “Fuck” in a strangled voice as he felt Mark’s cream filling him. His cock leaped up and down before erupting an enormous lava flow of sperm which smacked against the wall and then ran down slowly towards the floor.

Half an hour later, Mark and Thor were still cuddling each other on the bed. It had been a peak experience for both of them. Thor was certain that Mark had prepared just as he himself had done, swearing off for a number of days and paying special attention to his diet. He said so, and Mark laughed sheepishly.

“You’re right – and I know you did, too. Face it, you don’t get this kind of performance or endurance from doing it three times every day. But look, it’s almost 7:00. We need to figure out what you are going to wear for dinner. Suggestions?”

“I’ve got my swimsuit, a jockstrap, and my brief underwear. And a couple of tight shirts.”

“Model them all for me.”

For the next fifteen minutes, Mark laid on the bed, sprawling out luxuriously in the aftermath of the fuck fever, while Thor strutted and turned and posed seductively in front of him. Finally, he made an executive decision. “Stick to the swimsuit. It looks fantastic on you.”

“Shirt?”

“Don’t need one. None of the other apprentices will wear one either. It’s okay, they always turn up the heat in the dining room, so you won’t freeze to death at dinner time. Now, let’s hit the shower.”

They enjoyed a long, sensuous shower, stroking and caressing each other, kissing, and fondling as the water flowed over their bodies. They took turns washing each other up and down, and then just stood, locked together, letting the water loosen their stress and wash away their nerves. In time, they stepped out, dried each other off, and proceeded to dress – or underdress -- for dinner.

“So, do I sit with you?”

“If you like. But usually, the apprentices all group together at one end of the room while the club members all move down to the other end. After all, Thor, we all want to exchange notes.”

With a lewd wink and a dirty laugh, Mark led the way to the door, and they set out to walk to the dining room.

 

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Chapter 4:  Holidays Can Be Hard Work

 

Dinner was served as a buffet. Checking it out before diving in, Thor was relieved to see that there was a huge assortment of different foods, including plenty of high fiber choices.

Once he had his plateful of food, he made his way to the table nearby where a group of the other apprentices were already seated. They were all young, in awesome shape, handsome with looks to draw any eye, and underdressed to kill. Their outfits ran the gamut from swimwear and jockstraps to lacy lingerie and G-strings that left nothing to the imagination – anyone’s imagination. And they were all talking.

Thor got it. He understood now what Mark had been telling him. It was practically an instant trade union that he’d joined. In a situation where the older men held all the cash, and therefore all the power, knowledge was almost the only power that he and his fellow apprentices had in hand.

He saw Farouk at the next table, tossing him a smile and a friendly wave as he sat down. But mostly he sat and ate, letting the conversation flow around him. Thor was a born listener, always learning a great deal just by keeping his ears open.

“He made me breed him twice. I wanted to save some for later, but he wouldn’t let me….”

“Watch out for that tall, thin black stud – Xolani. He fucking reamed me out with his 11 thick inches for close to 2 hours before he blasted in me the second time….”

“You know the governor? Spoke at dinner last night? He’s a real bottom animal, had 2 of us in there to take care of him – we both filled him up….”

“Those twins are something else – sexy, eager, big dicks, really hot fucking animals in bed. I had them both inside me at once.” The young man who’d spoken turned to Thor. “What’s your name, silent one?”

“I’m Thor.”

“Kristian. I saw one of those twins eyeballing you as you were going along the buffet. Smart money says you’re going to get double-blasted by those two hunks.”

Thor pondered the warning for a moment. “What’s their thing? Top, bottom, kink…?”

“I can’t say. I’m total bottom so I just lay there with my ass wiggling in the air and they took the hint – and me.”

“Hmm. I’m more of a verse guy – like to give almost as much as I take.”

Kristian leaned over and let his hand linger on Thor’s forearm. “Is that so? I wouldn’t mind playing with you at all. You’re sexy, hot, …” and his hand dropped down to caress the bulge in Thor’s tight swimsuit “…and well-equipped and prepared for anything.”

Thor chuckled. “I can see why those twins went for you like that. I’d love to get together some time with you….”

“Get a room, you two.” The snarled comment from one of the veteran apprentices at the next table, accompanied by a lewd wink, brought raucous laughter all around.

“Just not this week. We need all the stamina we’ve got for our jobs here. But let’s swap numbers.” Everyone laughed again as Kristian and Thor exchanged numbers – everyone, that is, except Farouk who looked a little unhappy as he watched from the next table.

“Wait a minute, guys! Just a thought.” It was the one who’d spoken about sharing his bed with the governor and another apprentice. “Speaking of jobs, did anyone get any tips?”

The conversation stopped dead. All of them paused, thought back, and then shook their heads. One of the Christmas apprentice veterans at the next table took pity on them, and leaned over to put his oar in. “I’m not supposed to say too much, fellows, but – just keep your eyes open.” And he chuckled as he said it.

Thor dropped out of the conversation again as he pondered the meaning of that remark. When dinner ended, Mark was waiting for him by the door. He put his arm around Thor’s waist as they walked back to the private rooms. Once they were inside the door, he turned Thor to face him and began kissing him again. Thor felt Mark’s hands digging down under his waistband and gently probing his hole as Mark’s tongue was probing his mouth. The temperature was building up and Thor felt certain that Mark liked him enough to stay for another round for the evening.

But then Mark drew away – gently, but firmly. “That was a great afternoon, Thor. I really enjoyed playing with you.”

“I had a great time too. Thank you, Mark.”

“You’ve got some time if you want to clean up before evening hours begin at 9:30. See you around.”

One last kiss, and Mark left, tossing a final smile over his shoulder as he headed out the door. Thor laughed, setting the privacy sign as he turned towards the bathroom for a quick cleanup. As he slid his swimsuit down, he felt something scraping against his ass crack. Reaching back, he pulled out a small card and a coin. He looked at the coin first. It was clearly engraved: “U.S.$500.” The card said: “Exchange tokens at the cashier on Sunday before you leave.”

Thor chuckled, palming the coin and note and putting them into the inner security pocket in his small bag which he then locked.

After his quick wash, Thor headed back to the bed, remembering to reset the sign on the door. It took a few minutes longer, but only a few, before he once again had his dick proudly flying at full mast, ready for whoever came. In his mind he was thinking it’s amazing how a $500 tip can motivate a man’s cock.

A few minutes later, the door opened. This time, Thor didn’t jump – he  was ready. The door closed and there came again the gentle click and beep. Thor gave his tool an extra pat for good luck just as an east Asian man he hadn’t seen before walked in.

No words were exchanged. This man was plainly the strong, silent type. He stripped away his clothes, revealing a firm, toned body with a thick seven inches and an enticing round ass. Thor instantly thought to himself I could enjoy this one either way.

The man got onto the bed and got into a 69 position with Thor, revealing that he was a good five inches shorter. Thor had never really thought of this size difference as a source of erotic possibilities, but now he was finding that playing with a smaller body that was still all man was really revving his motor. In no time they were swallowing each other’s cocks deep down their throats. His partner simply rested his hands along Thor’s sides, but Thor was busily massaging his partner’s ass cheeks and running his fingers into the crack to tease the hole. Each time he did this, the man moaned. Thor took that as a go-ahead signal, that he was going to take the lead and fuck this man in his tight little ass. He began thrusting his finger into the hole, quickly discovering that this man was all lubed up and ready to go. Meanwhile the mutual cocksucking was shifting Thor into high gear.

His partner lifted off, grinned at him, and then slid forward and sat down. He positioned Thor’s cock at his hole, leaned back, and felt the whole firm tool slide deep into his ass. His face took on a look of sheer bliss as he began riding. Thor was startled. This ass was a lot tighter than he had expected, feeling almost like his friend Sven’s butt had felt seven years earlier, on the day they’d taken each other’s virginity. No question, though, this Asian guy was an experienced cock rider and knew exactly how to give his active partner a great ride. Active, hah, Thor thought, he’s doing all the work and I’m just lying here and enjoying it.

At that exact moment, the older man leaned down, grasped Thor’s shoulders, and then rotated over onto his back, pulling Thor up on top of him. And he spoke his first words.

“Now get to work.”

Inwardly Thor was laughing at himself. But this was an easy order to follow. He began pumping deep into the hole, enjoying the sensations from the grasping and clutching ass muscles. In no time he found that he was getting stroked so well by that tunnel that he was close to exploding. That, it seemed, was no problem. His partner was moaning and crying aloud and then, without even being touched, his dick lifted up off his belly and fired off a cannonade of hot cream that smacked into the wall above the head of the bed. The sudden abrupt way that his hole seized on Thor’s cock triggered Thor’s own orgasm, and he exploded deep inside the man’s ass tunnel. Naturally, he began to slow down a bit at that point.

But his partner had other ideas. “No! Keep fucking me!”

Thor got back into gear, resuming his energetic ramming. He now had a bit more time in hand and began varying his position. He leaned down and straightened his legs until he was doing full pushups on (and in) this Asian guy’s ass. He rotated to the side, fucking his partner at a 90-degree angle, then turned right around until he was facing his partner’s feet as he kept on plowing that hole. Then he had an idea, remembering something Lars had done with him a few weeks earlier.

He grasped his hands around his partner’s back and then levered backwards and upwards until he was standing up, holding this small Asian man in front of him as the man bounced up and down on his cock. That cock was painfully rigid. Thor had never had such a durable and lasting erection, nor had he ever felt the urge to cum again in such a desperate way. But he wasn’t quite ready. He laid his partner down and pulled out, then rolled the smaller man over like a rag doll and thrust back into his hole.

Now he found himself lying down on top of his older man toy and thrusting deeply and savagely into the ass – which was now noticeably loosening. The urge to cum, the primal need to breed and seed, was taking control. Thor was no longer even conscious of what he was doing. The wails of ecstasy from his smaller partner were coming distantly through the roaring in his ears as his furious lust drove him onwards into the wildest orgasm he’d ever experienced.

“Cumming…” he gasped out as he forced half a dozen more vicious thrusts into the small Asian ass under him and then kept right on, thrusting with animal ferocity into the hole again and again as his tool pumped out multiple gushes of his seed.

Finally, he slowed down, slipping gently out of that hot ass as his cock at last softened. He rolled off to the side and studied his partner’s face. There was a smile of sheer contentment on that face, but then he opened his eyes and there was wicked glint there which Thor didn’t trust.

“Come on. Shower.”

The man leaped up, seized Thor by the hand and dragged him into the shower. Thor expected some soaping, rinsing, maybe some gentle stroking and a few kisses. Wrong again. In seconds he found that he was forced up against the wall, with that small Asian man pulling his arm behind his back to keep him in his place. Next thing he knew, there was a face with a hyperactive tongue buried in his hole, and the guy was slurping Mark’s seed out of him.

“Mark filled you right up. It just keeps pouring out. Now bend over and spread your legs.”

Thor did as he was told, pretending surprise, but inwardly he was filled with glee at getting fucked again by his second partner of the day.

Thirty minutes later, he was feeling a lot less gleeful as this Asian stud, having already dropped one load in his butt, continued ramming at top speed into him. Does his stamina ever run out? That was Thor’s first thought. The second thought, right behind it: Will I have this much energy when I’m his age? But now, he wanted to focus on bringing this guy off, getting him to blast a second load so he could finally relax. He knew it had to be getting close to midnight by this time, so he kept working his tired ass muscles as much as he could.

Finally, after another ten minutes of endless ramming, the Asian guy forced his cock in one final time and gushed out another massive load of his sperm. And Thor heaved an inward sigh of relief as he felt that rampant tool at last begin to soften.

Much to his surprise, his partner now softened up and became much more intimate, cuddling and kissing as the water flowed over them. They took turns washing each other down and then rinsing each other off. At last, they got out and dried off. The man got dressed, while Thor pulled on his jockstrap and watched idly. He then escorted his guest to the door and kissed him goodbye before thanking him.

No tip? After all that workout???

The alarm gave out the melodious cascade of chimes marking midnight. With a sigh of relief, Thor pulled on a shirt and shorts from his bag and then slipped on his sandals – and felt something hard under his toe. He pulled the sandal off, turned it over, and caught the coin as it fell out. “160,000¥.”

Thor had to pull up the currency converter on his phone, typing in “Japanese ¥ > $U.S.”

Wow. That’s like a thousand dollars U.S.!

Thor had to admit that this guy was definitely a gentleman, even if his conversational skills were all but non-existent.

He made his way back to the suite and found the lights on low. Lars was lying, propped up against a pillow, and studying his phone. He looked up and smiled. “A good first day?”

“Busy but fun.”

Lars laughed. “You’ll be busier before the week is out.”

“I don’t know if I have enough in me to keep going that long.”

“Ah, they really made you work, then.” Thor nodded with a rueful expression on his face. Lars laughed again. “Don’t worry. We have ways of keeping you on your feet and in peak fighting trim.” Thor turned and headed for the bathroom. “You’re walking a bit slowly. Feeling the pain?”

“Four loads worth of it.”

“I’ll put something on to ease that for you.”

Fifteen minutes later, Thor was lying next to Lars, cuddling with his sponsor as they drifted towards sleep. The ointment Lars had applied to his aching hole was easing the pain far better than the usual hemorrhoid stuff, and without the hideous smell that always turned his stomach over. Lars put his phone down and turned to kiss Thor once more. Then he tapped the switch and the room plunged into darkness.

 

 

[daddybear54]

Chapter 5:  Heavy Lifting and Loading

 

The next day, by eleven in the morning or so, the entire party was to be seen on the deck area around the enormous free-form pool, or on the adjacent beach. Swimming in the pool and the ocean alternated with lazing in the sun. Hectic pool games alternated with snoozing and some cuddling on the double-size loungers. What might surprise a normal observer of gay resort life was the near-total absence of any groping, grab-ass, serious making out, hands inside swimsuits, and so on. Everyone was already feeling tired, and everyone knew that more recovery time was essential if they were going to make it through the week without completely going to pieces.

Off to one side, Farouk and Thor were putting their heads together again, comparing notes, and sharing feelings.

“I just don’t know if I have the energy to go through with this for a whole week.”

“Farouk, you need to stop worrying about it. Have more faith in yourself.”

“It’s not just physical stamina I’m worried about. Emotional. I’m realizing that I really want to meet that special someone and settle down. A life of endless hook-ups with random strangers just isn’t working for me like it did when I was twenty.”

“I’m not with you on getting to that point – well, not yet anyway. But what I do know is that you need money to live, and we are getting pretty well compensated here.” Even as he said it, another one of the older men sauntered by, dropping envelopes on the foot end of each of their loungers. They called out their thanks and then opened the envelopes – and found a token for “US$100” in each one. “Like I said….” Thor’s perfect comic timing made Farouk laugh, and Thor joined him.

“I don’t know, Thor, I didn’t really consider the possibilities of going husband hunting while we were here, but now that I think of it….” They both laughed again and then ordered more drinks and some snacks from the next waiter who came by. Later on, they joined in a rowdy game of volleyball at one end of the serpentine main pool, although they played on opposing teams. And then, as the clock approached the magic hour of 5:00, they walked off together towards the special rooms, having found that they were located just two doors apart. 

Their departure was watched carefully by several of the older men. There were a few people among those present who had seen these two young men settling onto two side by side loungers once again and had begun to wonder if Thor and Farouk were a couple or perhaps were drifting towards becoming one. Lars was one of them. This was not a development which he had foreseen, or he never would have followed through with bringing Thor for this Christmas week. Before leaving the terrace himself, Lars had a few quiet words with the Club Governor who nodded in agreement, then signaled for his personal assistant and gave him some concise instructions.

By 5:00, Thor was ready to roll again, lying on his bed naked with his cock jutting up into the air above him. Right on the dot, his door opened and closed and in walked a man he hadn’t met before. In fact, this man was a stranger who had just arrived, as Thor would certainly have noticed him earlier. This man, perhaps age 40, was a good solid 5 inches taller than anyone else Thor had seen yet on this holiday. Not just tall, he also had a beefy, muscular build, well shown off by his fitted tee shirt and tight compression shorts. To make sure that Thor didn’t miss the point, his visitor grabbed the bulge in his shorts, giving it a firm squeeze and then eyeing Thor in a manner that indicated not suggestion or enticement but command.

Thor began to scramble back to his feet, but before he could get off the bed this dominant man leaped on top of him like a stalking leopard, pinning him down, and proceeding to grind his bulging basket against Thor’s rigid cock. He then kept Thor pinned down with a hand to the chest while he used the other hand to yank down his own tight shorts, letting free a cock which was already up to eight inches and plainly still growing.

“Now, suck!”

Commanding, demanding, the first words he had spoken came out in a deep, heavily accented voice which made it plain who was in charge here. Thor got the message at once.

“Yes, sir.”

He quickly got the head into his mouth and began working on it. The man holding him down smiled a little. “Good boy.” When Thor took too long at drawing more of the huge tool into his mouth, he earned a sharp smack on the cheek. “Deeper, now!”

He coughed the thick, blunt end out. “Yes, sir.” Then he dived right back on it, going deeper, or at  least trying to. Thor wished he’d taken some time to practice on his Official Rod Rammer Dildo (“Modelled From the Actual Erect Cock of the Famous Adult Film Star!”), to loosen his throat more. He was struggling as he hadn’t struggled since he was a total novice.

“Deeper, boy.”

The merciless hands grabbed the back of his head and forced him to go farther down. Thor had thought he’d gone as far as he could, but he now found he’d been wrong. He kept struggling to breathe as those strong hands refused to relax their grip, pushing him forwards and downwards onto the man’s tool, which was now past ten inches long, still growing, and getting harder with it. Thor gagged again, pushing the man away, but almost before he could get a breath in, let alone two or three, the hands were forcing him back to his task.

“Suck me, boy. Take it all!”

“Yes, sir.”

Thor made another valiant attempt to swallow the huge intruder. By now his throat was aching, his eyes were watering, but he managed to get another inch farther down. He was only about an inch and a half away from burying his nose in the guy’s bush. The intoxicating scent of natural man in his nose somehow loosened his throat muscles and he dropped down that last short distance, hitting the bottom at last. His relentless dominator actually purred at the sensation.

“Ahhh. Good boy.”

Then he began pumping. Pulling out and then thrusting back in and down, this giant fucked Thor’s face without mercy, driving and pounding until Thor had tears streaming out of his eyes. He knew that this was how he was going to take the first load of the day – the steadily rising grunts and growls from the top guy made that obvious – and he hoped the man would cum soon. He did his best to work his aching mouth and throat around that enormous tool. It was working, The sounds were getting louder, the strokes were getting faster, the man’s breathing was getting more and more irregular. Then he emitted a loud roar, thrusting all the way down Thor’s throat again as the floodgates opened and multiple pulses of semen jetted out, one after the other. It was all Thor could do to hang on for the ride.

Finally, he pulled back, That enormous dick slid out of Thor’s mouth, and the man wiped the remaining sperm on and around the tip across Thor’s cheek.

“Gooood Boyyyy….” This time it really was a cat’s purr of contentment, long and low, rumbling out with a note of warm satisfaction.

“Thank you, sir.” Thor managed to speak the words between bursts of choking and spasms of coughing as he struggled to swallow the whole enormous load. He figured that this man must have shot off three times as much as a normal top, and he realized ruefully that he was probably going to be in for a prolonged round of bathroom visits tomorrow morning, a usual penalty for him after enjoying a binge of sucking and swallowing.

The giant top man rolled off Thor and laid down beside him, drawing him close. Thor felt like a small child in the embrace of this enormous man. Very much to his surprise, this big dominant top man now switched modes, going in for a prolonged and enjoyable bout of easy kissing, warm snuggling, and gentle caressing.

After a time, though, that gigantic cock began refilling for another round. “You have toy?”

“Right here.” Thor scrambled off the bed, opened his bag, and came back with the Official Rod Rammer. His partner recognized it at once.

“Rod Rammer! Very hot man. Very nice fun boy too.”

It took a second for Thor to process that one, but when he did his eyebrows shot up in shock.

“You fucked Rod Rammer???”

“He like big dick in his ass. Very much he like. I give him plenty. You like too?”

Thor was still struggling to wrap his mind around the image of Rod Rammer, the top’s top of all time in gay porn, taking this monster cock into his hole and actually enjoying it. But he managed to squeak out a reply. “Yes!”

“Good boy. We use toy first, open you up.”

Thor took the hint, rolling onto his face and thrusting his hips up, then sliding a pillow underneath to hold his ass up high. Behind him, he heard the slurp as the pump on the bedside table delivered a squirt of lube on demand. Then the cool touch of the liquid in his crack, the spreading of lube across his hole, and the blunt finger gently penetrating him. He was grateful that it was gentle.

The finger moved farther in, twisting and flexing as he worked to relax, to open, to prepare for what was coming next. Another slurping sound and he could hear the hand sliding up and down the dildo, spreading the slick lotion all around the shaft and over the tip. Then he felt the tip resting against his hole. He took a deep breath, huffed it out, pushed out with his hole, and the lips opened, the tip lodged inside. Thor was ready. Relaxed and ready. He worked backwards and swallowed the first five inches of the toy into his ass.

“Good boy.”

The tone was quieter than before, almost friendly, Thor thought. He swung his head around and looked back. Just as he did, he felt a big paw caressing his ass cheek. Then he saw this aggressive giant smiling back at him as he slowly rotated the toy, pushing and pulling it in and out of Thor’s ass. Thor moaned his approval and loosened some more. Another inch vanished inside him. Thor had a sudden surprising thought. This guy’s making me feel totally safe, in a way I’ve never felt before. Is this the same unpredictable volcano-ready-to-erupt that came into my room a while ago? He moaned again.

“Good boy. You like?”

On a sudden inspiration from nowhere in particular, Thor replied. “Yes, Daddy.”

His partner’s face blossomed into an ear-splitting grin, and Thor realized that he had just pushed the magic button. This guy’s main turn-on was the daddy scene, and Thor had stumbled right into it without even being told. The dildo continued stroking in and out of Thor’s ass, moving smoothly and without haste. It kept brushing up against Thor’s gland every few strokes – just enough to keep him well revved up.

“You take mine now?”

“Yes. I’m ready now, Daddy. I want yours inside me.”

The dildo slowly slid out. Two huge hands fastened onto his waist, pulling him upright. Then this huge man, this daddybear out of a porn wet dream, laid down beside him on his back. He smiled warmly at Thor and gestured at that killer cock, standing bolt upright out of a forest of hair. “My good boy. You ride me now.”

Thor did his best. Even with the preparation, and even though he was willing to give it his all, he struggled to get past the first bit. The head, yes. But after that, the shaft got wider and his hole was stretching and straining to get past that wider bit. At last he managed it. Now he was able to slide a bit farther down. He had about half of it inside him.

“You like?”

“It hurts, Daddy – but I want it.” Thor could feel his various internal functions struggling to get out of the way of this tree trunk. He pushed. Another inch vanished inside. He had to bite his tongue to avoid laughing at the sudden image of Farouk trying to fight this giant off so he could stick to his top-only role. Another inch went into him.

“You okay, boy?”

“I’m getting there.” Thor’s face was contorted with the effort he was making but he was rewarded with another inch. He was about two thirds of the way there, but the rest just wasn’t going to go in without some more active persuasion. It was time to start riding. Thor drew up slowly until he had just the head gripped in his ass lips. Then down. Another struggle to get past the thick part. Up. Down. It was getting a bit easier now. His hole was growing accustomed to the thick part, and he was now able to slide past it either up or down with less effort.

His giant companion’s face was wreathed in a blissful smile. Thor knew he had to try even more. He reached the bottom, moving faster, and was rewarded with another inch and a half. Now it felt like a log had been jammed into his ass. He ran a hand down his belly and felt the unmistakable sensation of that massive tool poking into his abdominal wall from the inside. And he still didn’t have all of it in him. He changed the arch of his back a bit, pushed down still more, and there he was – completely impaled on the biggest damn cock he’d ever seen in his life. And he was still moving, despite the pain and the strain. Now his ass was smacking down onto the man’s body with every move.

“Good boy. Now we fuck. Turn.”

With one huge meaty paw guiding him, Thor pivoted around that door post inside him. Then the giant wrapped his arms around Thor, lifted forward and stood up. Thor was hanging in the air, how far off the floor he couldn’t guess, but those huge muscular arms weren’t letting him go anywhere. His partner was guiding him to ride, and he did. Slowly at first, then faster, until he was bouncing up and down on that enormous dick, arms around the man’s neck, legs flopping free in the air. This would be the greatest porn fuck scene of all time if a camera caught it, Thor thought.

“You want cum, boy?”

“Fuck, yes, Daddy. Cum in my ass!”

He bounced a few more times and then the giant forced him down all the way onto that massive tool and held him there, roaring and grunting. Thor couldn’t have worked his ass muscles to save his soul, but he didn’t need to do that. He could feel that huge log contracting and pulsing inside his body and knew he was getting filled up with a load for the ages. At last, the waves of orgasm ebbed away, and his partner let him down onto the bed. Thor was gasping for air as if he had done all the work himself.

“Gooood boyyyy.” The purring cat had returned. They were lying on their sides now, facing each other. The gigantic tool was still embedded deep in Thor’s body and showed no sign of shrinking at all. But its owner caressed and kissed him gently, and Thor responded in kind.

“That was amazing, Daddy. Thank you.”

After they’d been making out for ten minutes or so, still firmly connected together, Thor guessed that he was still going to get more.

“I give you more?”

“Yes, Daddy.  It’s your pussy, use it.”

And the action began again. This time, they remained on the bed, with the huge top man pinning Thor down to the mattress. The only switch came when he pulled out long enough to roll Thor onto his face and then worked that girder back into his boy’s hole. Thor was feeling the strain. It was a peak level experience, no question, but he was definitely feeling the strain. He lay there, moaning and whimpering, beaten into submission at last. And that giant cock kept right on plundering his ass pussy, on and on – until, finally, the enormous tool convulsed and blew out another epic load of sperm, sperm which in moments was squeezing out of Thor’s tortured hole around the huge shaft that was still twitching and pumping deep inside him.

It ended at last. That enormous cock gradually softened, and Thor’s ass was able to squeeze it out, although it would take a few minutes for that wide-open gape to close up again. A slow cascade of two giant economy sized loads of spooge oozed out of the cave and drooled slowly down Thor’s taint and onto the bed covers. His enormous daddy leaned down and slowly, meticulously licked up all of the wayward sperm, and then he rolled Thor over and kissed him, exchanging those two immense loads with his boy.

“That my good boy.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

They took a lengthy shower together, carefully cleaning and soaping each other, and then rinsing each other off and toweling each other dry. Then that giant top man pulled his clothes on, tucking his pride and joy carefully back into his compression shorts.  Thor slipped on his own shorts and, as the chime rang for dinner, they headed out to the dining room together.

During the meal, Lars dropped by and asked Thor to step away from the table for a moment. Taking him over to the wall, Lars asked, “What did you do with Dimitar? I sat with him at dinner and he couldn’t stop talking about his ‘good boy’ and what a wonderful time he had. I asked him to point you out.”

“I took all of his cock in my mouth, and then in my ass. And he came 3 times, 1 mouth and 2 ass, just for the record.”

“Well, that’s not nothing. Each year, there’s maybe one apprentice who can take his whole cock one way or the other. But I’ve never seen him looking so happy, and I’ve known him for years.”

Thor thought back over the afternoon, and then it hit him. “Oh, right. And I called him ‘Daddy’.”

“Is that so? Very interesting. So that’s his scene. That must be it. He couldn’t stop talking about you until one of the others asked to change the subject. You really made a big impression on him.”

“That’s good to know. He sure as hell made a big impression on me.”

“I can imagine,” Lars replied in a dry tone.

After dinner, Dimitar met Thor at the door to walk him back to his room. When they got there, Dimitar wrapped Thor in his big arms, kissed him some more, and then asked, “You sleep with me tonight?”

Thor’s hand instinctively went down to feel his very sore ass. “I don’t know….”

“Okay, no more play. I want to sleep with my good boy. See you look at me when I wake up.”

Thor made up his mind. “Yes. I will sleep with you for tonight.”

“I come back for you at midnight.”

He kissed Thor again and left. Thor took some more time to clean himself up, and to apply some soothing ointment to his aching fuckhole. He made a private vow that he was definitely not going to bottom again for at least two days. He hoped that whoever was coming in for the evening wasn’t planning on fucking ass.

But nobody came for about half an hour. Thor wondered if this was normal. Then, a few minutes after ten, the door opened. He looked up in surprise when Dimitar walked in again, along with the executive assistant to the Governor. It was the assistant who spoke.

“None of the other members are coming in tonight, Thor. Dimitar spoke to me, and I am releasing you for the rest of the evening. Use your extra rest time well.”

“Thank you, sir.”

The executive assistant left. Thor pulled his things together, and as he did, he asked Dimitar a question.

“Is this usual? I mean, nobody coming in for the evening.”

“It happen. The old men, not get hard so easy as young boy like you.”

“Is that all?” Thor’s voice took on a slightly stern note. He was remembering what Lars had told him at dinner.

Dimitar’s face flushed into the endearing look of a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. “I maybe tell some of them to see other boys now. Your ass need rest.”

Thor laughed and Dimitar joined in. He wrapped his big arm around Thor, drawing him close to his side, and they walked out of the room and down the hall to the guest suites wing, with Thor resting his head contentedly on his daddy’s shoulder. He was thinking of the token for five thousand Euros which he’d found in his toiletry bag, but also of the feeling of comfort and safety that had come to him in the afternoon.

They walked into Dimitar’s suite on the top floor – one of the extra-large suites with the best view of the ocean. There weren’t many personal possessions around, though, and Thor deduced that Dimitar had not only arrived late but also had not sponsored an apprentice.

He stood at the window, admiring the view of the moonlight sparkling across the water. Dimitar walked up behind him, wrapping his arms around Thor. They stood like that for a few minutes, and then Dimitar said, “Come. We get in bed now. We tire each other out today. Sleep now.”

Thor turned back towards the bed, peeling his clothes off. He hesitated for a moment when he got down to his jockstrap, then slid that off too. His daddy was already in bed, enjoying the view. Thor slid down under the covers, and Dimitar smuggled him close. Thor cuddled right up to the big man, draping an arm over his chest as he curled up, resting his head in the crook of Dimitar’s broad shoulder and brawny arm.

Thor’s sleepy mind summed up his day and its ending. I think I need more of this in my life – not just sex and partying, but this kind of closeness and this feeling of safety. They soon fell asleep like that, and both of them slept a long sleep of deep contentment.

Thor awoke as the sunrise splashed around the edges of the blackout curtains. He slipped out of Dimitar’s embrace, got up, pulled on his shorts, and slid between the curtains, opening the door to step out on the balcony in the fresh morning air. A perfect morning to just stand here and drink it all in – this entire incredible experience.

Ten minutes later, Thor was relaxing in one of the chairs on the balcony when the door opened again, and Dimitar stepped out, carrying two cups of steaming hot coffee. As he put the cups down on the table, Thor stood up and then embraced him while they kissed in the morning light.

“Good morning, Daddy.”

“Good morning, beautiful boy.”

“Thank you for the coffee.”

They sat side by side, sipping the coffee and each immersed in his thoughts. Despite being still completely worn out by the ace in his hole yesterday, Thor couldn’t stop glancing at the monster inside the front of Dimitar’s boxers. Even relaxed, it made a more than impressive bulge.

Dimitar noticed. “You like, boy?”

“I like, but there’s no way I can take it again after yesterday.”

Dimitar smiled shyly. In a hesitant voice, he asked, “You do… something else for me?”

“What would you like?”

“I not do it often but… you fuck me?”

Thor couldn’t conceal his astonishment. But when he looked at this big man with the pleading, puppy-dog eyes, he simply couldn’t resist. Nor could his cock, which was rapidly swelling up in the front of his shorts.

Without a word, he stood up, took Dimitar’s hand, and led him inside. He pushed the big guy face down over the edge of the bed, then peeled down his boxers and buried his face in Dimitar’s deep crack. At the same time, he wiggled his own shorts down and off. In no time, he had his tongue probing into his daddy’s hole, digging right into the biggest ass he had ever eaten. Twin mounds of solid glute muscles were squeezing his head on either side, but he was getting there, his tongue was hitting the surface, it was delving down into the musky hole. His hands struggled to grip the asscheeks, but he couldn’t even dig into the solid muscular hardness. Thor let one hand wander down below his busy mouth, down into the canyon between the massive thighs, until he found something else that was hard. He wrapped his hand as far around Dimitar’s dick as he could get, feeling it pulsing under his touch while his tongue drove further into the tight manhole. Dimitar moaned and groaned his loud approval.

Thor withdrew his tongue, replacing it with a probing finger that got inside the tight hole, feeling the muscles clamp down hard on him. As Dimitar kept moaning, Thor finger-fucked him, eventually adding a second finger to loosen the hole even more. As he kept working his hand in and out, he leaned down and murmured, “Ready for your boy’s cock inside you, Daddy?”

“Yes, yes! Give me cock, boy! Want it in me!”

Thor moved up over that muscled ass and planted the tip of his cock against Dimitar’s hole. He began pushing, and the hole opened and let the head in, then clamped down again. “Loosen up, Daddy. Just relax. Relax so your boy can make you feel good.”

All the time, he kept the pressure on, steadily leaning down and forward. After a few minutes, he had sunk all the way inside the burly man under him, his hips pressed down right against his daddy’s muscular butt.

“I’m all the way in you now, Daddy. You’ve taken my entire cock.”

“Good boy. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard!”

Thor took him at his word. Even though his cock felt like it was trapped inside a virgin ass, its owner had made clear what he wanted and there was no real hint of rejection or struggle, just some very tight and hard-working muscles controlling the hole.

Thor had to add some extra lube because of that iron grip, but he enjoyed the next ten minutes as he had rarely enjoyed fucking an ass before. The snug fit and hard stroking of his daddy’s ass muscles were part of it, but so was the feeling of gratitude for the chance to give this generous man something he really wanted.

“That’s my good daddy, taking his boy’s cock so well.”

“You wonderful boy, fuck me great. Go harder.”

Thor ratcheted up the speed and started slamming in harder and harder.

“Yes! Yes”

“Fuck… fuck… that’s so good. Fuck, Daddy… I’m getting close…”

“Yes, boy! Fuck Daddy deep, hard. Want your cum!”

“Gonna give it to you… fill you right up… fuck, Daddy, I’m… fucking cumming!”

“Cum in me!”

Thor felt his cock swelling and let out an inarticulate roar as his tool convulsed, flooding Dimitar’s deep hole with a sudden explosion of sperm.

“Yes! Yes! Give to me, boy!”

Suddenly the hole seized his dick in a death grip. He had to stop fucking because he couldn’t have moved if he tried. Below him, Dimitar was convulsing, his cock exploding all over the bed underneath them. As his orgasm ebbed away, and the vise-like hold on Thor’s cock relaxed, he started stroking again and in a matter of ten seconds or so pumped out the rest of his load, the part that had been choked off and held back when Dimitar hit his orgasm.

Thor suddenly felt weak in the knees. He slowly pulled out and then fell on the bed beside Dimitar, eyes closed, sucking great lungfuls of air. Then he felt the giant hands taking hold of his face and opened his eyes. Dimitar was smiling down at him, an angelic smile.

“Thank you for fuck me so good. You my wonderful boy.”

They kissed and cuddled for a while longer, and then got up and showered together, helping each other with cleaning off all the evidence.

When they were dressed and ready to go down for breakfast, Dimitar stopped Thor, looking him in the eye. “You my wonderful boy. I give you special present.” He pressed something into Thor’s hand. Thor looked at it. A token for ten thousand euros.

“No, it’s too much.”

“Take, boy. You earn. You take my cock, you give me yours. You make me happy, call me Daddy. Special, beautiful boy. You take.” With his big hand, he curled Thor’s fingers gently around the token.

“Thank you.”

“I see you again some day.”

Thor didn’t even have to think twice. “I hope so.”

A last embrace and kiss, and they headed down to breakfast.

Thor headed back to his suite with Lars after eating, to change for the pool and to stow the token away safely. Lars caught him as he stepped out of the shower.

“So, you spent the night with him.” Thor nodded happily. “Good for you. He’s generous. But I don’t like that smile on your face. Trust me, this isn’t the time or place to fall in love.”

Thor laughed. “No need to fuss, Lars. It was special, but it wasn’t love. Something else, I’m not sure how to describe it.”

Later in the day, though, as he drifted in the pool on a floating chair, Thor figured it out. It wasn’t love they’d exchanged. It was understanding. Each of them had found and realized an essential part of the other, recognized it, and honored it. They had each reached out and touched some need in the other, a need usually hidden deep inside.

As it happened, they didn’t meet again during that Christmas week. Both of them were too busy playing the field. In the many years that lay ahead, though, a night or weekend spent together became a regular feature of each winter, a highlight in the year-end holidays for both Thor and Dimitar. It was a chance to catch up, to share experiences, and to rekindle that special and never-failing bond of understanding and closeness between them.

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Chapter 6  The More the Merrier

 

On the afternoon of the day after his visit with Dimitar, Thor had another unusual encounter.

Instead of one of the hot-to-trot moneymen, it was the Club Governor’s executive assistant, soberly dressed in suit and tie, who entered his room just after five o’clock.

“Thor, you are to follow me.”

Thor got up, grabbed his bag of supplies, and followed him, not troubling to hide his enthusiastic erection. He was thinking: Why bother? After all, everyone here knows what the score is.  What startled him was that the executive assistant led him two doors down the hall, and opened the door of another room, which Thor knew was the room assigned to Farouk. Hmm, a coincidence?

They walked in, and saw the Club Governor, naked except for a jock strap, kneeling on the bed and plainly engaged in sucking Farouk’s cock. The executive assistant whispered in his ear, “Lie on the bed beside Farouk.” Then he left, shutting the door quietly behind him. Thor got into position as instructed. Within moments, the Governor dropped Farouk’s rigid tool and switched to Thor’s equally hard cannon. He sucked Thor for a time and then switched back and forth between the two erect young tools, being sure to taste the precum leaking out of both of them.

After a couple of minutes of this, he pulled back, eyed Thor and Farouk with a look whose intensity surprised both of them, and barked, “All right, boys, get working. I shouldn’t have to be the one doing all the hard part here!” The harsh, commanding tone of the words was belied by the twinkle in his eye as he snapped out his orders.

Farouk promptly scrambled to his knees, got around behind the Governor, pulled down the jockstrap, and started digging into the older man’s ass with his tongue. Thor, for his part, promptly reversed position and slid under the man so he could work on the Governor’s cock while the Governor returned to his rod. Thor was enjoying his end of the assignment. The Governor’s erection had just the slightest amount of curve to it and slid with easy precision right down into Thor’s throat when sucked in the 69 position like this. As for Farouk, he was finding the Governor’s ass both firmer in the muscles than he would have expected from an older man and tighter in the hole than he thought a thorough bottom should have been. Eating that ass and digging into that hole was a total pleasure, and one that he felt Thor should be able to share. The Governor, meanwhile, was moaning and groaning almost nonstop with all the stimulation to two of his main pleasure centers.

In just a few more minutes, Thor found himself heaving his hips up and down, pumping his cock into the sucking mouth. His own moans were getting louder and more rhythmic too, as was his breathing, and it was plain that he was working his way up to blasting off.

That’s when the Governor suddenly pulled up and away. “Just one rule with me, lads. No one is allowed to cum except as far inside my ass as they can push their dicks.” With those words, he flopped down on his back, raising his legs into the air to expose his hole. Thor muttered, “Fuck! I was just about to cum!” Ever considerate of his friend, Farouk moved out of the way, letting Thor have first dibs. As Thor spit on his tool and rubbed it up and down over the Governor’s hole, Farouk spun around and sat down on the Governor’s face, letting the man have some fun eating his ass for a change. The Governor was embedded deep in Farouk’s ass crack, his tongue shoving into Farouk’s tight hole, when Thor made his move.

“Ufff!” The Governor’s response, muffled in between Farouk’s glutes, showed that he had felt the rigid rod being pressed into his fuck tunnel. That hole quickly loosened and welcomed Thor inside, and Thor wasted no time in setting to work. He had that abortive cumshot and orgasm all prepped and ready to go, and he was damn well going to get his rocks off before the boss changed his mind again. He was also quite sure that cumming twice would be no problem. At once, Thor began pumping vigorously and deeply into the strong ass under him, and in less than a minute he let out a loud “Fuck!” as his cock went into spasms, erupting repeatedly into the warm cavern.

Farouk let him have just enough time to recover his breath, and then yelled, “Switch! I’m about to cum too!”

Thor quickly scrambled out of Farouk’s way, turned himself around, and settled down onto the Governor’s eager face just as Farouk shoved his way inside the hole, eliciting another loud “Ufff” from the Governor. The man gamely went to work on Thor’s hole; Thor didn’t mind at all. He was enjoying the sensations in his butt almost as much as he was enjoying the spectacle of Farouk’s muscles flexing as he slam-fucked the Governor with his whole generous length at top speed. By now, the Governor was moaning and crying “Fuck!” nonstop while Farouk pounded him. Thor found he was already grasping and jacking his own cock again at the spectacle of Farouk driving himself towards the finish line.

And then it happened. Farouk gave one more fierce thrust, buried his entire cock inside the Governor’s body and kept rabbit-punching the man’s hole as his cock exploded, pumping out a flood of sperm. The combined loads were squeezing out of the fuckhole around Farouk’s tool even as he tried to force more of it inside. The stimulation of all those slam-fuck hits on his gland drove the Governor over the edge, and his cock fountained up high, hitting Farouk in the face before splashing down over Thor’s back and shoulders.

Farouk and Thor dismounted, and the Governor rolled over and sat up.

“Sorry to do this to you fellows, it’s been great, but I have some work I need to get back to.”

“Damn, I had another load just getting into firing position.” Thor even surprised himself by complaining like that to the boss of the whole wild enterprise, even though he was laughing as he did so. Farouk looked startled too.

But the Governor laughed in turn. “Tell you what,” he said, “Eat the rest of that slime out of my ass and then we’ll hit the shower and you can fuck me again there. I love taking it while I’m standing under the shower.”

Thor promptly dived down, got his tongue into the Governor’s ass, and sucked out a healthy portion of his and Farouk’s mingled sperm, swallowing it all with evident relish. The Governor laughed again, led the way to the shower, and the three of them got wet all over. Then Thor slid his raging cock back inside the Governor again, feeling even more acutely the control that the older man had over his hole, remarkable indeed for someone his age. It took only a minute for Thor to blow his second load deep inside the ecstatic Governor’s ass, and then the three of them enjoyed the feeling of soaping up and rinsing each other at a slow and relaxing tempo.

After he was dressed to leave, the Governor spoke again. “I’m sorry I had to cut this short. You two fellows gave me a session that I’m going to remember fondly for a long time!” He proceeded to hand each of them a two-thousand-euro token, and then added, “You’ve earned a rest. You can both go off duty until dinnertime, and then you can walk yourselves down to dinner. I’ll mark both your doors as ‘Locked’ when I leave.”

They both thanked him as he hugged and kissed them goodbye. And then they were alone together, for the first time all week. They looked at each other, chuckling. But it was Farouk who first put the idea into words, although – as it happened -- they were both thinking the same thing at the same time.

“This is so weird. You came twice, and I was pretty close to that point myself. I came four times yesterday, four times the day before that. You?”

“About the same, Farouk. Sure, I get horny all the time, and can usually cum on demand, but shooting off this many times, day after day, and having a huge wad of cum every single time, that’s not usual.”

“Same. After two I’d expect to shoot just a dribble. Like I said, it’s weird.”

“Well, Lars said something to me the other day about them keeping us in top fighting condition. I wonder if they’re putting some special herbs or something like that into the food?”

“That would explain it, for sure.”

Thor resolved to bring up the topic at dinner. He was sure that other apprentices were wondering about the same thing, but he was also hoping to winkle a hint of some kind out of the senior apprentices who were experienced at this Christmas Club gathering. But that was for later. Right now, he had something else on his mind. He drew Farouk over to the bed and pulled him down onto the sheets with a determined hand. Farouk laughed at him.

“All that, and you’re still fucking horny? And here, I thought I was bad!”

Thor smiled, drew Farouk closer to him, and began kissing him, stroking his body gently, caressing him all over. “No. You are a very good man, Farouk. I thought today might be a good opportunity to help you become even better.”

Farouk grew silent and serious at once. “I don’t know, Thor.”

“No force, no compulsion. Only if you want it, if you’re willing to try.”

“I’d like to try, some time. It feels weird, swapping stories with so many guys who give and take, who love to lay a load inside someone else or get themselves filled up. And I’ve spent so many years trying to avoid it.”

“Farouk, that ‘sometime’ could be right now if you want to go for it.  Look at the plus signs. We’re friends, we’ve shared a lot with each other even if we haven’t known each other for very long. You can trust me, and I think you do. And now we’ve been given a good solid hour and a half of alone time. This could be your golden opportunity.”

Suddenly, Farouk made up his mind. “Yes. If I could pick anyone to introduce me to it, I’d have picked you. And yes, all the signs are positive.”

With that, he rolled onto his face, presenting Thor with his smooth brown ass. Thor dived right in and went to work, caressing Farouk all over his crack and his cheeks while he let his fingertip gently stroke Farouk’s tight hole. He could feel the characteristic rougher surface which told him that this wasn’t a virgin hole, even though it was clamped shut as tightly as if it had never been penetrated. That’s when he added his tongue into the action, washing down Farouk’s crack and teasing his hole with kisses. Thor’s mind was full of the horror story Farouk had endured as a teen, and he was determined to do nothing that could worsen his friend’s long-held trauma.

It took a while, but Thor got his reward. As he worked away, he could feel the knot of fear and anxiety slowly loosen. He doubled his efforts with tongue and finger, moving faster but still gently and with care. The hole loosened some more, and Thor knew it was time to start pressing inwards with a fingertip. He pushed gently, still licking and sucking at Farouk’s ass, and suddenly the hole loosened more and his finger slid in.

Thor held it steadily, twisting it and flexing it easily as Farouk’s hole slowly got used to these new feelings, feelings which weren’t in any way associated with fear or violence or rage or his broken soul. Hard as it might be for an outsider to imagine, Thor’s single finger was unlocking the long night of anguish which Farouk had suffered. The handsome Egyptian was finally having an experience in which his ass became a center of pleasure for him.

Now, Thor began slowly pumping his finger in and out, sliding it down until it was almost out of the hole, and then penetrating until his hand came up against the ring. Farouk had now begun moaning, not out of pain but out of excitement. Thor slowly ramped up his efforts, moving his finger in and out faster, and then adding a second finger and carefully speeding it up even more. And then Farouk spoke again.

“Ohhh, fuck, Thor. That feels incredible. I never knew it could be like this. Please, let me feel more. I’m ready. I want you inside me now!”

“Only if you’re sure, Farouk.”

“I’m sure. I want your cock!”

“Okay, but if it gets too painful or you change your mind, you tell me right away. I don’t want to hurt you at all.” Farouk nodded agreement, and Thor rolled over, landing on his back. He looked up at Farouk’s eager, handsome face, and gestured to his erect cock, giving a clear invitation to Farouk to hop on and ride.

And Farouk, for his part, was so overwhelmed by the incredible sensations of having another man actually make love to his ass instead of abusing it that he quickly got into position, planted Thor’s head against his hole, and leaned back and down with no hesitation. He knew it was the right time, the right place, and – especially – the right man.

It took only a minute or so. Farouk’s long-clenched hole was ready to open, and as he felt the first pressure from Thor’s head he relaxed at once and slid slowly but with determination past the head. He kept moving gently up and down and around, stirring his hole into a real welcome. After several minutes, he continued pressing as his ass slowly slid all the way down Thor’s shaft until his butt landed on Thor’s hips – and his hole was full of man meat for only the second time in his life.

After several more minutes of working slowly up and down, Farouk slid off and lay down on his back. Thor took the hint, getting into position and taking charge. But he slid his tool into Farouk’s hole slowly, and kept moving in and out slowly and deliberately, checking frequently to make sure that Farouk’s face still wore that completely blissed-out expression. Then he leaned down close to Farouk so they could kiss as Thor fucked him.

“Fuck, Thor, this feels amazing. I love it. Give me more.”

“You want it all?”

“Yeah. And harder. I’m ready for you to really slam me.”

Thor began picking up speed, putting real force behind his thrusts. Farouk kept moaning louder and louder as the pace of Thor’s fucking increased.

“More… more… fuck me like you mean it!”

Thor got up on his extended arms in a full push-up position and proceeded to slam-fuck Farouk as hard as he could go. As he pounded straight down into his friend’s ass, Farouk’s moans and cries of ecstasy got louder and more insistent. His hands were on Thor’s ass now, pulling him down and in with greater force at every stroke. Thor could feel Farouk’s hole clutching and grabbing at him, as he ratcheted all the way up to cumshot speed.

“Fuck… fuck… fuck… you’re gonna make me fucking cum!” Farouk’s cry lit Thor’s fuse as well.

Farouk’s rigid tool suddenly lifted up and blasted off a rocket-launch of cream. The intense pressure clenching at his cock sucked Thor over the brink too, and he blew another epic load into Farouk’s newfound hole as Farouk kept crying out and convulsing under him.

Finally, the insane energy of their coupling ebbed away. As Thor slowed to a halt, he noticed that Farouk’s face was now streaked with tear tracks. At once he was all concern. “Shit, man, did I hurt you?”

Farouk opened his eyes wide and smiled up at his friend. “It hurts, but it’s a good kind of hurt, the kind I’ve been wondering about and wanting for years. And it felt so awesome. I’ve never cum so crazy before, and without even touching my dick, or anyone else touching me. Thank you.”

Thor lay down beside Farouk, and the two of them embraced, cuddling, kissing, and laughing at the sheer uncontrolled energy which had driven their fucking. It was Farouk who put the feeling into words. “Okay, Thor, now we definitely need to find out what they’re putting in the food.” And they both laughed again.

Thor’s phone beeped, and he noted the time as he dismissed the message. “It’s getting near dinner time now. Let’s get cleaned up.”

Another long, luxurious shower was followed by the ritual of underdressing for dinner. Farouk pulled out a bright red thong swimsuit which Thor hadn’t seen before. It did everything in the world for his spectacular ass. Thor went with a pair of brief undershorts that thrust his cock up and forward to catch any viewer’s eye.

“Damn, Thor. The bulge in that brief’s enough to make me want to tear it right off you now and go for Round Two”.

Thor laughed as he shook his head. “Uh-uh. Naughty boy. You need to get plenty of proper nutrition into you so you’re ready for whatever, um, hard work tonight will bring.”

Farouk laughed, then turned serious again. Drawing Thor close, he spoke in solemn earnest. “Thor, what we just did – you healed me and set me free. Thank you.” He kissed Thor deeply.

It was Thor’s turn for his eyes to get wet.

When they reached the dining room, most of the others had arrived and conversation was in full swing. Thor and Farouk had to sit at separate tables, since the apprentice tables had only one vacant seat each. Thor found to his amusement that the chatter at his table had already turned to the whole question of what, if anything, was being put into the food. Several of the guys complained that they had trouble calming themselves down enough to get to sleep at night. One of them, Shawn, was already notorious for going crazy on the dessert table every night, always returning with double servings of the home baking of the day. “Look out, guys, it must be in that apple pie if Shawn keeps getting those kinds of problems!” Everyone laughed, including Shawn.

At the far end, the Governor was exchanging a few words with Lars and Abdul. He hadn’t noticed any signs of anything beyond casual friendship while he was with Thor and Farouk that afternoon, but he urged both the sponsors to keep an eye on the situation, just in case.

Back in his own room, Thor pondered the words Farouk had spoken. He was concerned. He also remembered how Farouk had spoken of wanting a closer connection to one man. Thor himself was no more ready for a relationship, or even a situationship, than Lars had been. He was determined to remain friendly but avoid any more erotic contact with Farouk for the rest of the week.

Thor had gotten himself thoroughly washed, cleaned, douched, erect, and ready for anything when his evening visitor hours began. He looked up to see one of the twins entering the room. He knew that their names were Ramon and Raul, but he didn’t know how to tell which one had moved into his space – not that it mattered. A few seconds later, the other twin walked in. As these two prime specimens of Latin male undressed, Thor took in their beautiful smooth brown skin, their handsome faces, their muscular arms, legs, and bodies, and the thick curving tools that he finally got to see hanging between their thighs. He knew from dinner time conversations that these guys were both dedicated tops, who loved to fuck ass, spitroast, and even DP with a younger man. Well, Thor was ready.

He scrambled up onto his knees, and went to the first twin, sucking that big cock into his mouth and feeling it instantly getting bigger and harder. Before he swallowed the tool for a third time, he felt another mouth going to work on his crack and his hole. Over the next few minutes, he went back and forth several times, turning around repeatedly so each of the twins could get access to his mouth and his ass.

After a few rounds of that, they pulled Thor to his feet and knelt down in front of and behind him. Soon, Thor was getting his dick swallowed deep in front while his hole was being eaten out and tongue-fucked with even more determination – and skill. Thor had never yet encountered anyone who was such a virtuoso of oral sexual skill. Again, the twins spun him around and he learned that their faces and bodies weren’t the only respect in which they were identical. Before long, these two experts had him just about hanging on the ropes with their busy mouths, and they hadn’t even begun to fuck him yet.

Finally, one of them spoke. “Ramon, you first.”

Now he knew which was which. Raul left Thor’s cock behind, standing up and kissing him with plenty of tongue, while reaching down to pull his cheeks apart. In seconds, Ramon had begun pressing his cockhead into Thor’s hole. Thor relaxed and opened out, but Ramon still challenged him by pushing hard and deep almost before he knew what was happening. Advance reports of the twins’ aggressive tactics weren’t exaggerated.

In no time flat, Ramon had worked up to full fucking speed in Thor’s ass, stretching his hole as he drove deep and fast and hard. Thor could tell that Ramon was ready to cum now, and Thor knew he was about to get bred deep and full. The real surprise was that after just minutes, he was almost ready to shoot as well.

Raul left Thor’s mouth long enough to ask a question. “You ready to cum, boy?”

“Yes…  sir!” Thor had to suck in a gasping breath between the words.

“Give to me!” Raul dropped on his knees again, taking Thor’s jumping dick into his mouth once more as he jacked his own cock. Behind Thor, Ramon was pounding his ass at jackhammer speed, grunting his pleasure as he rose swiftly to the peak. And then it happened. Within seconds of each other, Ramon growled loud and low as he exploded inside Thor’s ass. Feeling the warmth spreading inside him, Thor as quickly erupted into Raul’s mouth. As his cock fired, he felt more warmth as Raul’s load spilled out all over his feet.

Raul stood up, plainly swirling Thor’s load around in his mouth.

“How does his cream taste?” Ramon asked.

“Come and find out.”

Ramon slipped out of Thor, stepped around to the side, and Thor watched as the twins eagerly launched into a wild snowball kiss, swapping Thor’s hot cream between them before each one swallowed a portion.

Raul quickly moved back into aggressive top mode. “Clean my feet, boy.”

Thor didn’t mind at all. He got onto his knees, and with care and precision licked up all of Raul’s spilled cream off his feet. It tasted great.

“Now, clean my cock. Get it ready to go inside your ass.”

Thor quickly swallowed Raul’s cock to the base, then bobbed up and down on it, making sure to get all of the shaft as wet as possible. When Raul was ready, he grabbed Thor by the shoulders, pulled him up, twisted him around, and flung him, face down, across the bed. He leaped right after Thor like a pouncing leopard, pinning his prey down and quickly thrusting his thick cock into Thor’s hole. Even loosened as he was, Thor had to muffle a scream at this sudden vicious invasion.

“Ramon, get over here and shut this fucker up.”

Ramon scrambled onto the bed, slapped his cock across Thor’s face, and growled, “Open up and take this one, boy.”

Pinned down as he was, Thor had no choice but to obey. He opened his mouth wide, dropped his jaw as far as he could, and let Ramon face-fuck him with as much force as he wanted. As he struggled with the two giant-size dicks spit-roasting him, Thor took several minutes to look up. When he did, he could plainly see his two masters leaning across his back and wildly kissing each other again.

Thor’s ass was on fire, his throat was aching, but he kept up his valiant fight to take all of that cock, hoping to end the party sooner rather than later. It was a vain hope. Having come once, the twins were definitely in for the long haul this time. Thor had no choice but to hang on and endure the vicious thrusts from in front and behind.

But suddenly, the powerhouse fucking in his throat and ass came to a dead stop. Thor looked up.

“Two in one?” Raul’s question wasn’t directed at him.

“I’m in.” Neither was Ramon’s reply.

Thor had just one second to realize the awful truth. Oh, shit, no, I’ve never done this!

Before his panic could get any farther into full terror mode, Raul grasped his body like a rag doll, and then rolled over, bringing Thor up on top of him, legs flailing uselessly in the air and cock still embedded in his ass.

Ramon moved in and, before Thor could even squirm in protest, he shoved his underwear into Thor’s mouth and then proceeded to stuff his cock into Thor’s hole, right on top of his brother’s equally huge, rigid dick.

Thor let out a gurgle. It was all the scream he could get out of his mouth which was clogged with Ramon’s ripe briefs, tasting of old sweat, piss, and cum. The twins came to rest, their two cocks shoved deep inside Thor’s ass. Thor knew he had no choice but to go along for the ride, so he did his best to breathe deeply through his nose as he tried in vain to ignore the screaming ache in his hole, so abruptly stretched far wider than it had ever been before.

Although he didn’t see it, Ramon was actually signaling to his brother to stop and wait for a minute or two. Raul was plainly a lot closer than his twin, and Ramon wanted to maintain their personal rule of always cumming right at the same moment when they were fucking a guy’s ass together. It was their favourite way to finish off a DP session.

Thor’s hole gradually got used to the massive intrusion. Just at the point when he was feeling less like moaning and more like screaming, Ramon started to move, pumping his dick slowly in and out while Raul held still and let him do the work. After a couple of minutes of this, Raul began to work his cock too.

Before long, the two of them were thoroughly fucking their newest bottom boytoy, moving in alternate thrusts so that their two cocks would rub against each other’s shafts as they worked their way in and out. Thor was starting to feel a bit more comfortable, too. He was floating in a kind of supreme bottom trance, filled and fulfilled all at the same time. He was moaning, yes, but in pleasure now rather than in agony. The twins were hitting buttons that had never been hit before, not even by Dimitar, and opening up new horizons for Thor in the universe of taking cock.

Now, the twins wanted to change up their position. As soon as Ramon slipped out of his hole, Thor felt a gaping emptiness. He felt even emptier a moment later when Raul also pulled out. His ass had never gaped so widely, and it simply refused to close. That was just as well. After a few moments of scrambling around, the twins had gotten on their backs, legs interlaced, cocks jammed up against each other and sticking straight up into the air. Thor didn’t need a diagram to know what to do next. He was in desperate lust, he had to get those cocks back inside his ass, and he was all set to do it as soon as possible.

“Fuck!”

With that single exclamation, Thor swung his leg over Raul’s imposing thighs, planted his ass against the two red, dripping cockheads and slowly forced his way back down until both of them were inside his body again. Then he began to ride. Up and down he moved, rising and falling faster as he found the right pace that let him work those two big tools without losing either one of them.

As Thor worked his tormented ass on those twin cocks, the soundtrack from the two hot guys under him assured him that he was on the right track.

“Fuck, this guy’s hot.”

“So fuckin good. He’s squeezing me so hard.”

“Greatest DP bitch ever.”

“Right. Hot fuckin bitch boy.”

“Gonna paint his insides.”

“Right with you, bro!”

Thor worked his ass muscles as hard as he could go, considering the huge strain that Raul and Ramon were placing on his ring. Soon enough, he heard the words that signaled the impending end of his torment.

“Gonna fuckin cum!”

“Right. Fucking fill his hole up. Let me feel you.”

Thor bounced again, once, twice, three times… and on the third bounce one of the rigid dicks inside him convulsed, laying a huge pool of spooge inside his gaping ass. Almost before he could realize that he’d been bred, the other cock let go, its owner stimulated and overwhelmed by the sensation of hot cream flowing over his sensitive dickhead. Thor jammed himself down as hard as he could manage on top of the two thick meat sticks flexing, pulsing, exploding inside him.

At last, the twins’ orgasms ebbed away, their cocks slowly softened (about bloody time! Thor thought), and the tools slipped, one by one, out of Thor’s ass. A steady stream of hot cum flowed out after them. Thor was privately thinking that he might never get his hole to close again, but he bravely turned around and sat down on Ramon’s face, letting Ramon kiss and tongue and clean out his ass pussy. In moments, Raul had turned himself around to get in on the rimming action as well, and Thor was actually able to relax a bit and enjoy the stimulation of having these two hot Latin hunks eating and probing and cleaning his slack ass lips.

Half an hour later, the three of them had showered and cleaned up, the twins had gotten dressed, and Thor was tucking a pair of tokens for 100,000 Mexican pesos into his private stash. He grew a little wide-eyed later on when he plied the currency conversion app and learned that he was now richer by nearly 10,000 Euros just from this one session. But then, as Ramon said, “We fuck many guys. We never meet one like you that take it all and like it.”

Thor’s private thought: Thank goodness, I’m a better actor than I thought!

As the twins were leaving, they hugged and kissed Thor, thanking him for a fantastic evening. Just as they were stepping out the door, Raul looked back at Thor. “You get good rest now. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve party.”

The door swung shut. The quiet click resonated in Thor’s mind like a funeral knell.

So, this whole week so far was just a warm-up for the Big Night? Shit, I’m fucked.

And then he laughed as he realized that he was already Thoroughly Fucked, even before the New Year’s Eve party pushed him right to the limit and beyond.

 

 

[Ronronron]

Great story 

[daddybear54]

8 hours ago, Ronronron said:

Great story 

Thanks!

[daddybear54]

Chapter 7:  Happy New Year!

 

Raucous laughter resounded through the dining area.

The festive New Year’s Eve dinner was well under way, and with several unusual features. For the first time this week, there was no buffet. Instead, the special deluxe meal was being served course by course, with everyone ordering from a menu. Another new approach was the seating plan. The entire party – apprentices and senior members – were all seated on both sides of a single large table, laid out in a horseshoe shape. Also, for the first time since the fall meeting, places were assigned – and the entire party was arranged so that none of the apprentices were seated next to other apprentices. Nor were any of them seated next to or across from their sponsoring senior members. As Shawn put it, talking to Thor across and down the table, “Someone planned this very carefully.”

The weather all day had been at its spectacular Caribbean best, with the perfect combination of blazing sunshine and pleasant breezes. Equally pleasant was the printed announcement placed under the door of their suites that morning which stated that afternoon visiting hours were cancelled for today. Instead, everyone was invited to participate in a sunset toast on the terrace at 7:00 pm, followed by dinner inside, and then the New Year’s Eve party.

The final sentence of the notice certainly caught his eye.

Dress Code for Toast, Dinner and Party:

Brief Swimwear, Thongs, Leather Gear, or Jockstraps ONLY.

As the men all assembled on the terrace, Thor realized that this was the first time he had seen all the senior members with their regular clothes off. The apprentices had certainly made full use of their time in the sun all week, and the delectable tans on their bodies proved it. But there were a number of senior members who had stuck to their rooms for long periods of time, and Thor had never seen them without shirts and trousers. Some of the front and back views he was now taking in for the first time were very eye-catching indeed.

Thor wasn’t concerned. He knew that he was looking his best in a new thong which he had bought and packed specifically for an occasion like this. The bright electric blue material showed off his smooth, firm ass and its tanlines to perfection, and was no less generous in highlighting his cock and balls in front. When they all moved into the dining room, he was more acutely conscious of the fact that he had been seated right smack in between Raul and Ramon, both of them looking formidable and spectacular in custom leather briefs and straps. This hot look had Thor busy wondering if [1] this seating was intentional and [2] if it had been requested or suggested by the twins and [3] if this meant that he was going to spend the entire night being repeatedly forced down and power-pumped full of Mexican twin leather sperm.

So, his conversation was a bit stilted. But part of his mind forced him to pay due attention to the others in his immediate vicinity at the big table. Across at the other side of the horseshoe, he spotted Farouk, coincidentally (or not) seated right next to Lars. His eye roamed around, taking note of other wealthy men who had not yet come to see him, and admiring those who were closest to his own ideal of hot male perfection. The twins in fact were side by side with Dimitar at the head of that list. As he thought that, he caught sight of Dimitar, his arm draped across the shoulder of Luke, the short-guy champion of the entire group. Thor chuckled to himself at the mental image of Dimitar’s giant cock trying to penetrate the ass of a 1.6-metre-tall guy who wasn’t much bigger around than the tool invading him. Pure porn flick material, that vision.

Thor’s hottest imaginings fell short of reality when the whole group shifted to the party room after dinner. This was going to be a party where all possibilities were open and all cards on the table – and sure enough, there were even a couple of tables set up for anyone who felt like taking a turn at poker while relaxing from other kinds of poker.

The dance floor, the DJ station, the colourful flashing lights, the giant speakers – all of those were predictable. But that was only one part of the room. Other parts had cozy, semi-private booth seating like a go-go bar. Over at the far side, there was a series of curtained cubicles variously set up with a fuck bench, a sling, a slurp ramp, and – sure enough, a St. Andrew’s cross and a rack of various whips, floggers, and other accessories. At the back, there was a doorway with a sign over it that said “Dark Room” for those who really wanted the anonymous experience. Next to it was another door which led to a sauna, steam room, and even a sizable hot tub on an enclosed terrace outside the building.

As he was studying all these possibilities, Shawn nudged his elbow and said, “Holy shit – this guy even has his own private bathhouse!” That made both of them laugh, but only for a second. Shawn had his hand on Thor’s basket, working hard to bring his cock to full erection as soon as possible. Thor’s surprise showed on his face.

“Is this legal?”

“I asked. Yeah, we’re allowed to play with anyone we want to for tonight. And I want.”

With that, he dragged Thor into one of the booths, dropped to his knees, and started sucking on Thor’s bulging thong. In moments, he had Thor’s tool out of the thong and into his throat. Thor looked around, seeing other guys heading for the dance floor or over to the playrooms. His dick jumped in Shawn’s throat at the sight on one of the other apprentices getting tied up to the St. Andrew’s cross by the twins. Some of the guys on the dance floor were already going beyond just making out, with hands sliding down to crotches or into ass cracks and even the minimal clothing falling away onto the floor.

Shawn came up from his crotch, pushing his face up against Thor’s ear to be heard over the loud music. “I want you in my ass, now. Ream my fuckhole wide open and pump your babies into me.”

Never one to refuse such an alluring invitation, Thor shoved Shawn down onto his back on the booth seat. Shawn obediently raised his legs into the air. Thor took a hefty squirt from one of the convenient bottles of lube placed all around the huge room, spread it all around his rigid cock and fingered the rest into Shawn’s hole. Then he planted his tool against Shawn’s hole.

“”Fucking shove it inside me.”

Thor gave a sharp thrust with his hips and got over half his tool into Shawn at once. He then leaned hard and forced the rest inside in just a few more seconds. Shawn was hissing and gasping for air, after having the wind knocked out of him by the sudden forceful entry. Wasting no time, Thor began force-fucking Shawn at once. This redheaded muscle stud was definitely his type when he got horny, and he was prepared to fuck Shawn fast and hard. And Shawn wanted it.

“Fuck, yeah! Harder, man, harder!”

Thor was pounding away on Shawn full speed now, driving deep and straight and fast into the hot manhole under him. Shawn was clutching and grabbing at his body, doing his best to push Thor even farther into his ass.

All at once, Shawn’s eyes began rolling up in his head and he gasped, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cumming!” He hadn’t even touched his own dick, but it was erupting, spraying cream wildly around as Thor pounded right down on top of him, forcing his way to his own orgasm. Before Shawn had even finished shooting, Thor exploded, blowing a huge load of his sperm deep inside Shawn’s muscle butt. He collapsed, gasping, across Shawn’s chest, both of them straining to get air inside their lungs after that first, furious fuck of the night.

At last, Thor uncoupled and stood up, a little shakily. He looked down with considerable pride at the sight of his cum slowly squeezing out of Shawn’s ass. He got down on his knees and gave Shawn a considerate tongue bath to get him nice and clean for his next adventure. In turn, Shawn took a few minutes to suck Thor’s cock clean of the cream and ass juices. They parted company with a hug and a kiss, then both set off in search of further fun.

Over the next hour or so, Thor got into some heavy hand play on the dance floor, cumming again as one of the senior members fingered his hole. He then wandered off to the steam room, where he found small group lying on the floor, busily engaged in a rimming circle. He got into the circle with them and enjoyed that for a while. Then he moved on to the hot tub, where a senior member unknown to him, whose name was François, sat on his lap and rode on his cock while he jacked the dicks of the two guys sitting either side of him.

After a few minutes, François took Thor inside and led him to the fuck bench.

“I like to fuck your ass on the bench, lying on your face.”

Thor thought that sounded fine. He lay down on the bench, presenting his ass for yet another man to enjoy. Before long, he was spread out, legs and arms hanging down, while François did vigorous pushups on top of him, thrusting deep down inside him each time. His cock was just the right size to keep hitting the button on every single thrust, and before long Thor was drifting off into an ecstatic sexual trance with the endless sensations. In no time, he felt his cum oozing out of him onto the bench underneath his body. Just then, a cock pressed against his lips. He opened up and took it in, down his throat, and sucked on it as François pounded out his orgasm inside Thor’s ass. Then he pulled out, came around to Thor’s head, and said, “He’s ready for you now, Rahim.” Then he pushed his slimy cock against Thor’s mouth, and said, “Clean me up, boy.”

Thor obediently sucked the juices off the still-hard cock as he felt Rahim sliding into his open, wet hole. François stepped away, and another cock presented itself for him. This one felt familiar in his mouth.

“Well, I never thought I’d see you on the fuck bench, Thor.”

Thor giggled for a moment, and then renewed his mouth attack on Farouk, while Rahim silently pounded away at his hole. Rahim came inside him, and again there was a switch. Thor began cleaning the cock slime off Rahim’s tool while Farouk entered him. As that generous tool widened his opening, he started cumming again.

And so it went. Another man took Rahim’s place, and then another. Somewhere along the line, someone had fitted Thor’s wrists and ankles into the padded restraints attached to the legs of the bench. He was strapped down, on a fuck bench, in a party room where everybody was all wound up on whatever secret ingredients had been in the food all week, and the line of rampant cocks seeking to breed his hole became endless and numberless. He lost count of the cocks and loads, of the number of times he’d cum himself. He lost track of the time, drifting away in a nonstop erotic haze. As if from a great distance, he heard a voice saying, “Wonder how many loads he’s taken? When I was eating his hole, it just wouldn’t stop coming out.”

Finally, someone called a halt. Hands released his restraints, and strong arms helped him to stand up. After a few moments he felt his head clearing, as he looked up into the anxious eyes of Lars.

“You okay? You were down there for a long time.”

“I think so. It’s gonna hurt like hell tomorrow, though.”

Lars laughed. “I didn’t want you to miss the midnight countdown.”

Everyone was assembling in a big circle on the dance floor. They stood shoulder to shoulder, the whole huge crew of nearly sixty horny, naked men, counting down the seconds to midnight, with each man firmly gripping the erect cock of the man on his right.

“Ten… nine… eight… seven….”

The voices rang out in unison, everyone shouting at the top of their lungs.

Then: “Three… two… one… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!”

And then, on the stroke of midnight, everyone began madly jerking at top speed, each one trying to make the guy on his right cum again. The hands moved faster and faster, the cocks oozed juice, the men felt their muscles straining to hang on but also yearning to let it go.

Suddenly a voice rang out: “All right, Shawn!” Thor’s head snapped to the right and he saw the redhead, his face all screwed up in ecstasy, as another bolt of cum flew out of his rigid tool. That was all it took. By the time another splatter hit the floor, Thor had begun cumming too. The smell of fresh man cream filled the air as loads sprayed out and dropped onto the floor all around the circle. The special cooking was so effective that it took less than two minutes for everyone in the entire group to blast off. Even the older ones were cumming hard enough to shoot high into the air and come down onto the floor with an audible “splat”.

Once the huge circle jerk ended, the waiters (also naked or close to it, and also with raging erections) came around with glasses of champagne and everyone toasted the New Year in. Then the party slowly dispersed, with most of the guys heading for places to sit down and catch a bit of second wind before the action resumed – but only to catch their breath. The raging erections all over the room were nowhere near ready to fold yet.

Thor wandered out to the hot tub and sat there with Lars and a couple of the other young fellows whom he had never really gotten to know earlier in the week. Miles was a hard-toned jock, a former Olympic swimmer, and Benny was a handsome Filipino with an engaging sense of humour. After about fifteen minutes, Lars said, “Okay, lads, that’s enough rest time. Who’s going to take my cock first?”

Benny volunteered without hesitation, and in moments Lars had him bent over the rim of the tub and was eating his ass at full speed and with full intention. Thor and Miles sat, watching and rubbing themselves, and then began making out and groping each other. Once Lars got his cock inside Benny’s thoroughly loosened hole and began pumping, he turned to look at the others. “Fuck train. One of you get your cock inside me, now.” Thor waved Miles forward, and the stalwart Olympian soon had his nine inches sinking inside Lars. Thor in turn slid behind Miles and began eating ass. To his instant delight, a collection of someone’s sperm oozed out to coat his tongue as he sucked at the hole. Meanwhile, Lars was sliding back and forth between Miles and Benny, enjoying the sensations of fucking and being fucked all at once.

But it got to be too much very quickly. All the action they’d had already tonight couldn’t stop them from erupting quickly yet again. Benny, a natural-born bottom if there ever was one, squealed loudly and shot a load out over the rim of the tub. The contractions of his ass brought Lars right up to the brink, and Thor recognized the distinctive moan Lars gave out as he shot – a long-drawn “Jaa…aa…aa…aa” which slid down a musical scale. As soon as Lars came, Miles as quickly exploded inside his ass. As they slowly calmed down, Lars snapped to Miles, “Stay inside me.”

That gave Thor his cue. He stood up, wiped his pre-cum around his cockhead and embedded his rigid length deep inside Miles in one thrust. Miles groaned, “Yeah, Thor, fuck me.”

Thor did his best, but he only lasted for another minute or so before he gasped out, “Cumming…” as his cock convulsed, filling Miles yet again with sperm. After that, they finally calmed down a bit. In due course, Miles and Benny moved off in search of more adventures. Thor, though, settled back into the tub, cuddling up against Lars who didn’t seem to mind at all.

“So, Lars, after this big night, what happens next?”

Lars laughed. “Do you really expect me to start answering questions now?”

“No, but there’s no harm in trying.”

“Very true. Your questions will be answered with one more memo that will slide under our door in the morning”.

“That can’t be too far off now.” They both laughed.

“Oh, this party isn’t over yet. I’m going to crawl out now and go looking for more fun. You surely can’t be ready to quit yet.”

“I guess not.”

“What you should do is look for any of the club members you haven’t encountered yet – tonight and tomorrow afternoon and evening. That’s my best advice for you.”

“Sounds sensible.”

Lars moved off, and Thor climbed out of the hot water and started looking around. Back inside the party room, he spotted Benny, now riding a pair of cocks in one of the booths. He headed over that way and fed his cock into Benny’s mouth, giving him some stimulation at the other end from the two hot daddies who were double fucking him. Even after so much exercise, Benny was still more than capable of giving a fabulous deep-throat blowjob, and Thor enjoyed his skills to the full.

In about ten minutes, Thor blasted off into Benny’s throat at the same time that one of the two men fucking him was cumming. That guy pulled out, and Benny leaned over to clean his cock off. With the other guy still busy in his ass, Thor settled down over the older man’s head, letting him eat ass while he fucked ass. When the older guy came inside Benny and then pulled out, Thor bent down and cleaned off his cock. Then the four of them moved into close formation, swapping the combined sperm and ass juices around their four open mouths.

It was now around 2:30 in the morning, and Thor realized that his cock had actually begun to grow softer. He twitched it a few times with his hand before noticing other men at the party doing the same. He quickly guessed that the “secret ingredients” in the dinner had finally begun to wear off after seven hours or so. It also occurred to him that he was beginning to feel sleepy. It had been a long and full day indeed.

He joined the crowd moving slowly towards the exit. As he did so, he realized that Lars was joining him from the other side. Farouk and Abdul fell into place right behind them. Just like an old country dance, but in reverse, with the couples forming up again instead of splitting apart.

By the time they had finished showering and drying off back in their suite, Thor was actually yawning as he applied more of the special ointment to his overworked hole. He caught himself yawning, felt self-conscious for just a moment, and then saw Lars doing it too. The time was close to half past three when Thor and Lars crawled into bed, pulling up the covers, and then snuggling in together before letting sleep claim them.

“I’ll bet you never had a New Year’s party like that one before, Thor.”

“You got that right.”

The chuckles from that question and answer quickly morphed into the slow, quiet breathing of exhausted sleep.

 

 

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Exciting - as the party isn't over

[daddybear54]

Chapter 8:  Advanced Skills Training

 

Thor came awake, his eyelids unsticking and opening with great reluctance. He woke up a little more when he focused on Lars, who was leaning over and shaking him with a look of concern on his face.

“Oh, good, you’re back with us. I was starting to worry.”

“Oh my god,” Thor groaned, pressing a hand to his forehead. “What time is it, anyway?”

“Half past twelve. You’ve been sleeping for nine hours.”

Thor struggled to remember the events of the previous night. Two things were clear right away. His headache was telling him that it had been a night to remember – although at the moment he had no clear recollection of visits to the bar any earlier than the three glasses of champagne at and after midnight. That stuff always gives me a headache, but I never learn my lesson, he thought ruefully. The even more insistent ache in his ass jogged his memory about his time on the fuck bench, although he still had no clear picture of just how many cocks had entered him, how many guys had bred him, how many loads of sperm he had absorbed into his body.

“I feel like I could sleep for ten hours more with no trouble.”

“I know just what you need. Sunlight. Get out there and hit the pool and the beach, that will cure your headache faster than anything. And plenty of water into your stomach.”

Thor groaned again, more at the ache in his ass than anything else, as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. “I’ll go get showered up and then head out to the pool.”

“That’s the spirit, Thor!”

Three quarters of an hour later, Thor appeared on the pool deck, walking with care but at a reasonable speed. He’d felt a little self-conscious about putting on the broad straw sun hat Lars had left for him, but seeing many of the apprentices and members wearing similar hats made him feel a bit better. Everyone was also wearing the darkest sunglasses they owned, and that had Thor chuckling at the realization that he wasn’t the only one suffering. He smiled again when he glanced around and saw very few cocktail glasses, but plenty of oversized water pitchers, on the chair-side tables all around him.

By half past two, Thor and most of the others had recovered enough to jump into the pool. Idle chat among those leaning on the sides, and a lively game of water volleyball in the middle, slowly brought the assembled men back to full life. Thor left the volleyball game after ten minutes or so and relaxed against the side of the pool, on the shallow water ledge. As he stood there in the cool water, an older, dark-skinned man came to stand alongside him. Abdul. For all the time Thor had spent hanging out with Farouk. he’d never met his friend’s sponsor before.

“Hello, Thor.” 

“Nice to meet you, Abdul.” Thor could tell he was being sized up. In his usual forthright way, he took the bull by the horns. “Like what you see?”

Abdul laughed. His dark-skinned face looked totally different when wreathed in a smile, the lines crinkling around his eyes, the mustache quivering with his amusement. Thor felt his heart skip a beat at the sight.

“I do, no question.” The voice was sultry, Thor noticed with amusement, but with a cultivated Oxford-and-Cambridge accent. It was easy to guess where Abdul had received his higher education. “But I wanted to talk with you about something else, Thor.” Here, he looked quickly around and then lowered his voice. “It’s about Farouk. I’m not supposed to tell you things like this, but I wanted to let you know because he regards you as a friend, an important friend. I’m actually his uncle.” Thor looked startled and Abdul laughed – a bitter, humorless laugh. “No, not that uncle. I’m his mother’s older brother.”

Thor took a moment to absorb this. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I broke the club rules by bringing a new apprentice with whom I already have a connection. I wanted to see if I could help him out.”

“Are you sure you want to talk about this here?”

“Smart man. Let’s go inside.”

They walked back into the main resort, and out onto the sun terrace overlooking the pool and beach on the second floor. It was empty. They sat down facing each other over a glass table and Thor looked at Abdul with question marks on his face.

“Here’s why I did it. He’s been struggling for years, ever since it happened. Not just his sex life, either, although I don’t really know any more than he’s told me there. But in school, at home, trying to hold down a job – it’s all been an unending string of challenges. While he’s here, he’s made some good contacts among the full members, but what really matters to me is that he’s got a link now to several of the younger guys – and you, most of all, from what he says about you. He made a big point of how much you showed that you worried about him, caring about what happens to him. So I thought I should put you into the picture a little more, so you can see even more clearly why your contacts with him, whether long or short, are so critical.”

Thor pondered all of that for a few very long moments. Abdul was old enough and wise enough to let him take his time thinking about it all.

At last he spoke. “Thank you for telling me all of that. Farouk told me the outline of what happened, of course, but nothing of the bigger picture in his life as a whole. I’ll certainly be better prepared if he needs to talk at any time, going forward.”

“Thank you. That’s all I ask.” Abdul paused. “Well, not quite all. There is one other thing.” He said this with a sly grin, and Thor guessed that the conversation was about to shift ground. And sure enough, it did.

Thor felt a sudden but subtle pressure against his groin. Glancing down through the tabletop, he saw Abdul’s outstretched leg with the toes massaging the bulge in his swimsuit. Thor laughed. He went right where I expected him to go he thought, laughing inwardly. “It’s just after four right now. Do we have to wait till five?”

“Not at all. The rooms are prepared and available any time from lunch on, actually.”

“Now they tell me!” They both laughed. “Well, then….” Thor stood up, took Abdul’s hand, drew him to his feet, and headed back downstairs and over to the party wing. Inside his visiting room, he turned down the duvet on the bed (Why do they even bother? he thought as he set it aside) while Abdul set the privacy sign and the door lock. Then Thor stood up, turned, and drew his guest into an embrace.

He quickly realized that Abdul was different from many of the older guys he’d met, his technique subtle, his every move and touch aiming at giving his younger partner maximum pleasure. He’d had moments of it from Lars, of course, and from Dimitar, but Abdul took that aspect of his sexual technique to a whole new level. Right from the moment their lips met, Abdul let his fingers do the talking, going to all sorts of unexpected places around Thor’s head and further down his body, and finding all kinds of intriguing hot spots that Thor had never even thought to try.

It was also plain that Abdul felt inclined to move at slow speed, to take all the time a man could want, since they had well over three hours to go before dinner time. Everything he was doing was slow, purposeful, gentle, seeking to elevate Thor’s pleasure in any way he could. Unlike many men, he was keeping his tongue to the mouth, but those skilled fingertips were giving Thor the shivers all over. His cock was rock hard again, his aches and pains all forgotten.

At some point, Thor found himself lying on his face on the bed as Abdul gave him a slow, thorough massage. He had no clue how or when he had gotten there. This man’s magic fingers had him floating in tranced state, in a never-never land of ecstasy and sensation such as he’d never experienced.

Now Abdul was using his tongue, and lying down full length along Thor’s back, his own hard cock nestled in Thor’s crack. But he was still taking his time, still teasing and touching and getting at all the sensitive spots that Thor hadn’t even known he had. The warm oil between their bodies allowed Abdul to slide smoothly up and down, and from side to side, letting Thor’s buns caress his tool while the rest of his muscled chest stroked easily all over Thor’s back.

Abdul raised his hips slightly, positioning the head of his tool against Thor’s knot, which was already much looser. A bit of gentle pressure and the knot opened, allowing him to slide with one easy glide all the way down into Thor’s body. He continued working his way up and down Thor’s back while his cock, planted inside Thor’s hole, kept him anchored. And then he began slowly pulling out and pushing back in.

That’s when Thor finally realized that he was getting fucked again. No, wait, I can’t take another one, not after last night! His initial panicky thought was quickly overcome by all the incredible sensations that this slow, gentle man was arousing in him. This should hurt, but it doesn’t. This feels amazing!

Abdul continued his slow-paced fucking, varying the angle and depth of his strokes, but with no break in the hypnotic rhythm of the act. And Thor began responding, working with his butt muscles to stroke Abdul’s cock, to caress it, to give to Abdul the same elevated pleasure that Abdul was evoking in him.

Then Abdul pulled out, rolled Thor over onto his back, and slid back inside. “Show me what you’ve learned from me.”

Thor understood at once. He lifted his hands and began working with his fingertips along Abdul’s back, using touch as a means of arousing passion. As Abdul worked slowly in and out of his hole, he moved as slowly across Abdul’s body, noting the moments when Abdul gave out a little gasp or a slight moan. Then he would work on that spot for a time before moving on to another. And another. As Thor plied and manipulated his mentor’s body with his fingertips, he became aware of a new level of sensitivity in his fingers, of a new awareness of slight variations of heat and split-second moments when quivering of the skin under his touch gave him new messages. Again, he was drifting away from the normal consciousness of the world as he became more and more involved in sensing the pleasure he was giving his partner.

And now came a change. Abdul began moving a little faster, thrusting just a little harder. As he did so, his fingers sought out a particularly sensitive spot on Thor’s body near the armpits and went to work there. Without even thinking about it, Thor responded in kind, zeroing in on a highly responsive hot area on Abdul’s back, just above his ass. He knew that he was about to get bred again and increased his focus on that particular place. Abdul gave just one loud gasp for air and Thor felt the cock inside him swell up and pulsate. He was ecstatic at getting filled with this man’s sperm in a way he couldn’t remember feeling since one of his earliest experiences – when he was fucked and filled by an older friend during a hike in the mountains.

At last, Abdul eased out of him and lay down at the side, still caressing Thor’s body with his gentle touch. Thor felt a different sensation as Abdul’s fingers moved across his abs, and reached down himself – to find that he was covered with cum. At the look of surprise on his face, Abdul chuckled.

“Yes, Thor, you came too.”

“That’s crazy – I didn’t even feel it happening. Your technique is incredible!”

“Not so incredible as that. It’s just a question of focusing on some other person. You’ve just discovered that for yourself.”

Now that he had completely emerged from the tranced state of his encounter, Thor suddenly realized that he was tired, so tired that he was almost falling asleep. “Want to sleep….”

“Yes. It consumes much energy to concentrate that intensely for that long.” Abdul rolled onto his side, pulled Thor into a close embrace, and the two of them let themselves go.

Thor awoke an hour later. As soon as his eyes opened, he remembered every moment of that fantastic sexual encounter, even before he turned and saw Abdul still peacefully sleeping, a childlike smile of happiness on his face. Checking the clock, though, Thor saw that it was already drawing towards seven o’clock, and he knew that they both needed to clean up.

He gently nudged Abdul towards wakefulness. “Time to wake up, Sleeping Beauty. We need to get cleaned up before dinner time.”

As they were washing off in the shower, Thor asked, “Do you always do that full-on sensory experience with your partners?”

Again, Abdul gave that crinkly-eyed smile that made Thor’s heart jump. “Not at all.” He seized Thor by the shoulders, spun him around, and kicked his legs apart. Thor had just time to plant his hands firmly against the shower wall before Abdul thrust back into him. This one was fast, hard, even brutal. Abdul worked right up to full ramming speed in no time, driving fiercely into Thor’s ass, thrusting deep, pounding hard. Thor was gasping for air at the surprise assault, but quickly got his hand fastened onto his own cock which was standing right up to his abs. As Abdul drilled him, Thor jacked his cock at full speed. It took not much more than two minutes, and Abdul was blasting another load into Thor’s overworked gut as Thor’s own cock sprayed out all over the wall. For a minute or two, both of them gasped for air – then Abdul carried right on with soaping and washing himself as if nothing had happened.

Thor laughed. “Well, that answers that question.”

At dinner, Thor found he was sitting at the same table as Kristian. They’d crossed paths from time to time, but they hadn’t had any further extended contact since that first night of the week. Every time Thor saw Kristian, though, he’d found the young Dane’s swelling ass attracting him almost as if it were a giant magnet. That was particularly so now, as his own ass was definitely yelling at him to give it a rest.

As they had done with others all week, they conversed while eating, sharing observations about the older men they’d met and the things they’d done. Thor’s brief tale of his unusual session with Abdul captured the attention not just of Kristian but of everyone at the table. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Farouk watching from the adjoining table as he spoke. The smile of proprietary pride on Farouk’s face showed Thor plainly that Abdul had also given his nephew the entire treatment, shy of actually getting into his ass. And, as Thor was the first to admit, getting fucked was almost a side dish to the main banquet of Abdul’s incredible, sophisticated hand technique.

As they were wrapping up the meal, the Governor made an announcement. Tonight was going to be a free-for-all. Rather than waiting in their rooms for visitors to come, the apprentices were free to celebrate the end of the week by meeting up with anyone they wished to approach, including each other and the older men. Thor at once looked with enquiring eyebrows at Kristian, and as quickly received a nod of approval. The two of them walked off towards the rooms together, leaving a surprised Lars, a resigned Dimitar, a no-longer-jealous Farouk, and a disappointed Xolani behind them.

As it happened, Thor had noticed Xolani eyeing him with determination. Under other circumstances, he’d have been happy to give the strapping Kenyan and his impressive manhood a test drive. But after the New Year’s Eve party and today’s additional two fucks, his hole was definitely “Closed for Repairs” for an indefinite period.

Fortunately, Kristian had made it clear at the start of the week that his whole interest centred around getting fucked, and the more the better. Thor decided that this was a good time to give his newly learned skills a test run, to try to nail down what he’d learned from Abdul.

By the end of an hour and a half, Thor reluctantly let himself slide out of Kristian’s lush ass after having cum inside Kristian twice. Kristian lay there on the bed, gasping for air. Thor had absorbed his afternoon lessons so thoroughly that his fingers had driven Kristian into a nonstop wave of orgasms that went on and on. He couldn’t tell by watching whether Kristian had cum three times or seven, or if it was all just one super-orgasm that only stopped once the convulsions used up all the energy in this devoted bottom boy’s body.

“What in heaven’s name did you just do to me?” Those were Kristian’s first words once he’d recovered his breath and gotten a good look at the huge pools of his own sperm all over his chest and belly. But Thor was too busy to answer. He was already down between Kristian’s upraised knees, sucking his own flood of cream out of the ass he had just bred and filled.

At last he came up from that job, drooled all that cum out into the pools on Kristian’s body, and said, “Dessert, anyone?”

“Give me some of that mixed cream sauce.”

Thor spent the next ten minutes licking up all the spooge on Kristian’s abdomen, swilling it around in his mouth, and then sharing it with Kristian in intense, sloppy snowball kisses.

“So was that what you learned from Abdul this afternoon?”

“I hope so. I did my best to put it all into action.”

“Even if that’s just an imitation of the master, I can see why you raved so much about him.”

Thor smiled contentedly as he slurped up the last big mouthful of semen off Kristian’s body, which was still quivering from every touch of his tongue. As he did so, he was thinking that his budget, once he got home, could probably stand a weekend trip to Copenhagen in the not-too-distant future.