Peter woke up when Jack kissed him softly. "Sorry, didn't want to wake you all ready." "Glad you did!" Peter said as he reached out for Jack morning hard-on. "I'm in a bit of a hurry." "I know." Jack placed his foot on the bed next to Peter's head. his huge cock was only inches away. His big hairy balls dangling underneath it. "What a sight" Peter stuck out his tongue and licked Jack's heavy balls. "Oh, yeah!" Jack moaned and started to wank his dripping cock. Peter opened his mouth wider to let both balls in, softly he sucked them, wetting the hairs and inhaling Jack's heavy scent. "Oh, yeah man, that's what I need!" Jack moaned as he stoked his cock faster. Peter moved his hand over the big hairy thigh, while he sucked those wonderful balls. His fingers reached Jack's sweaty crack, his index-finger slightly pushed against Jack's sphincter. Jack moaning became louder, he was now really beating off fast. Peter pushed his finger into Jack's warm ass. "Oh, shit man!" Jack cried out, and pushed back onto Peter's finger. Now Peter started to finger fuck him faster, sucking harder on his balls, pulling them down with his lips. In response Jack moaned louder, jacking off faster. Peter felt Jack's ass around his finger tightening. "O man, shoot all over me!" Peter pleaded. Jack pushed his cock down, his balls popped out of Peter's mouth. Peter stuck out his tongue again, Jack's cock-head brushing over it, Peter's finger all the way in Jack's ass, moving faster and harder. "Ohhhhhhhhh....." Jack cried out. Hot spurts of his seed landed on Peter's tongue and face. Peter kept on moving his finger, with his mouth full of Jack sperm. "Oh man!!" Jack let his cock rest on Peter's tongue, who wrapped his lips around it and sucked him clean. Jack's hand moved to Peter's hard cock. "Don't worry, I'll take care off that tonight." "Hope so!" with a final kiss on the head, Peter let Jack's cock go. Peter watched Jack have his shave and got dressed. "Till tonight" a quick kiss and Jack was gone. With his his hard cock in his hand, Peter fell asleep again, dreaming of Jack.
Peter was in a happy mood all day, Jack had finally said the magic words. He did not care about Wilhelmina, as long as he knew Jack loved him and wanted him. Without thinking he had walked to the house of the major. When he rang the bell the butler let him in and told him the wait in the hall. Seconds later the butler returned showing him the way to the back garden. "Ah, Peter!" "Major, just wanted to thank you again for last night, I really enjoyed it." The major laughed, "I know, you were the one who applauded the loudest and the longest. You like something to drink? Another glassss, Henry, and get another sarong as well for Peter." The major was only wearing a sarong, a bright piece of clothing tight together in a knot around his waist. "Never can understand why people are fully clothed with such a weather, if it weren't for the neighbors I would be running around naked." The butler returned with a glas and a sarong. He filled the glass with cool white wine, and placed the sarong next to it. Peter got up and started to take off his shirt and pants, kicking off his shoes. He wrapped the sarong around him, and when it was knotted well, he pulled down his underpants. "That's it, Peter, just let it all hang down!" the major smiled, "Cheers!" "It's really lovely here" Peter said, taking a sip of the cool wine. Peter walked around the the grass, enjoying the grass tickling his bare feet. The major smiled as he watched Peter.
"There is something different about you today, Peter, there is a special spark" the major said, as he watched Peter move around. Peter stopped at looked at the major. Did it show? Sure he wanted to tell the whole world that Jack finally said he loved him, but could he tell the major? He was not sure about how the major felt about him, he wasn't even sure how he felt about the major. He looked down at his glas and walked slowly over to the major. "You can tell me, you know that" the major said and gestured at the seat next to him. Peter sat down, and started to talk about Jack.
The major refilled his glass. "I'm happy for you, Peter, and don't mind that girl, most gay men are married. Remember that party here? All of them married. Maybe one day a man can really choose, but for now, it's only normal to get married and have a boyfriend too." "I will never marry!" Peter answered, you aren't married either." The major looked down to his feet, that same shadow Peter had seen last evening re-appeared on his face. "I was once, Peter, an arrangement marriage, but married nevertheless." The major looked so sad, Peter laid his hand on the man's shoulder. "I didn't know that, is she still on your plantation?" The major shook his head and gave a deep sigh, "No, Peter, she's not". He got up and walked a few steps and returned to his chair. "She was killed, a landslide, after some heavy rain, on Java....." the major rested his elbows on his knees, "together with our baby,... our son." The major rested back in his chair, his head resting against the back of the seat, his eyes became wet, he tried to cover them with his hands. "I'm ... so sorry" Peter said and got up and knelt down in front of him. He put his arms around the major and pulled the major's head to his shoulder. "I didn't know, I'm sorry, major."
After a while, the major took Peter's face into his hands, "you're a good kid, Peter, if my son were alive he had been your age now." Peter didn't know what to say, so he just gave a shy smile. "Well, enough about me, I'll tell Henri to start dinner early, so you can join me" he gave Peter a quick kiss on his forehead, "you can tell me more about this Jack."
After dinner Peter had to leave, promising the major he would be back later that week to go to the museum.
"Thank God, you are here" Richard said as he let Peter in, "there is some Swedish or Norwegian guy, doesn't seem to like the other boys." Richard hurried Peter into the parlour. "Yes, yes, nice strong boy!" A big blond man walked over to Peter, Peter had to look up to him. The man's big hands landed on Peter's shoulders. "Nice and strong!" he squeezed Peter's arms. The man reminded Peter of one of the old wall pictures they had on school, of the Vikings landing on the shore. "Your name?" the blond giant asked. "Peter." "I'm Lars, come one"
Once upstairs, Lars told Peter to get naked. Slowly Peter removed his cloths, fully naked he stood before Lars. "You look great", Lars told him, his hand moved over Peter's chest, slowly he turned Peter around". "Yes very nice" his hands slided over Peter's ass, squeezing his buttocks hard. Over his shoulder Peter looked at Lars, "why don´t you get naked too." Peter turned around, and ran his hand over Lars chest till he reached the buttons of his shirt. While Peter started to undo the buttons, Lars kicked off his shoes. "Very nice" Peter said as he pulled off Lars's shirt. When Peter's hand moved to Lars's pants, his hands were pushed away. "Not too fast" Lars smiled, "please dance for me." Peter had to smile, he took a few steps back and started to sway his hips. He turned around, legs apart he bent forward, giving Lars a perfect look at his naked ass. "O, yes! I like that ass!" Peter touched his toes, between his legs he could see Lars fondling his crotch, the bulge in his pants getting bigger. He moved his hands up over the back side of his legs, till he reached his ass. Peter moved his ass so that his cock and balls dangled between his legs. He heard Lars lick his lips. Peter pulled his ass cheeks apart, showing his hole. "O, yes, yes!" Peter ran his finger through his crack while he moaned loudly. "You're too hot, come here, please!" Peter smiled as he approached Lars, the bulge was enormous. "You're hot, Peter." "So are you." Lars let his pants drop to the floor, Peter almost cried out in horror. Lars's cock, only half erect, was as thick as his own underarm, the head was incredible. Peter stood with his mouth open as Lars stroked his cock to full hardness. "You like it?" "It's... huge!" Lars pushed him on his knees, and held his cock in front of Peter's face. What on earth can I do with his thing? He knew he could not take it in his mouth, the head was just too big, so he started to licked it. The tip of his tongue easily went into the piss-slit. Lars pushed his cock forward, Peter opened mouth as wide as he could, his jaws aching, but only half of the head could get in. "Don't worry" Lars said, "no one ever could get more into his mouth." With that he pulled away, "I want to fuck."
Peter handed Lars the pot of Vaseline. "Think we gonna need this," he got on his knees and rested against the bed. Lars stood behind him, stroking his enormous cock. Lars got behind him and started to lick Peter's ass. "Nice ass!" Peter moaned as he felt two fingers sliding in, his cock reacted. Peter pushed his ass back, he had been fucked by countless dicks in all sizes, this one was the biggest ever, if he could take this one, he could take every thing up his ass.
He felt the head pushing against his sphincter. He took a deep breath and pushed back. "Here we go!" Lars ahouted and pushed his hips slowly forward. A sharp pain went trough Peter, tears welled up in his eyes, his cock shivered up as the fat head entered him slowly. Peter could not help it but he cried out in pain as Lars pushed the head all the way in. Thank God, Lars waited a moment, but the pain didn't go away. "Allright?" Peter wanted to shout "no", but on the other hand, he wanted this big cock in him, wanted to prove that he could take it. So he murmered a soft yes. Lars place his hands on Peter's hips and pushed forward. It felt as if he was ripped in two, there seemed to be no end on this dick. Finally Lars stopped, Peter thought that if he would open his mouth the head would come out.
Slowy but steadily Lars started fuck him, long strokes, almost taking his cock all the way out, and pushing it back in again. Peter groaned loudly, the pain was still there but not so sharp as before. Lars increased his speed, moving faster, Peter met every thrust he made. They both moaned louder as Lars plowed Peter's ass. "O yes, fuck me!" Peter shouted, his cock was hard again, he loved the mixture of pleasure and pain. Before he knew it Peter cock started to shoot, without even touching it, spewing thick spurts of cum. "Oh, fuck!" Lars cried as he felt Peter's ass reacting. With a loud roar he shot his sperm deep in Peter's bowels. For a moment Lars laidon top of Peter, who was glad that is was over but also proud of him self. Slowly Lars pulled out, Peter let out a cry as he pulled out the big head.
Peter felt tired, he climbed onto the bed and laid back. Lars jumped in too. "You have the hottest ass!" "Thanks, wow man" Peter held the semi hard cock of Lars in his hand. Lars grinned and pulled the covers over them.
After a while Peter said that they should go downstairs and started to get up. "Not so fast" Lars said and stopped Peter, "what about this?" He pulled away the sheets, Lars cock was rock hard again, almost reaching his midriff. "Don't worry, I'll pay extra" he said with a grin. "So soon?" "Sit on me, please" Lars said as he held his cock up. Peter swallowed, his ass was still wide open and lubed up with Lars sperm and the Vaseline. He startled Lars, slowy lowering his body. This time it was not so painful and before he knew it his ass was completely filled again.
Peter felt as he could sit down for a week, even walking down the stairs was painfull. Lars gave him a big tip and a kiss on the mouth when he left. "Here, think you earned this" the master said and gave him a glass of brandy. "Thanks" Peter took the glass but did not sit down. The master leaned over to him, "you know he was very pleased with you, you're one of the few who can take him." "This wasn't his first visit then?" "No, every know and then he comes here, I think he's on a ship, guess he'll be asking for you from now on." "Great" Peter reacted and drank his brandy.
He went straight to bed, hoping Jack would be asleep, it still felt as his ass was wide opened, quietly he undressed and stepped into bed. Shit, even getting into bed hurt. "Going to sleep already?" "Jack, hi, yeah, I'm sorry, but I'm tired." "No problem, had a busy night?" "Yes, a big .. eh.. party tonight." "You know you should talk to your boss, he should hire more staff. You waiters are always on your feet, running around, serving the guest, it's not right that you're so tired." "Yeah, I know." "Hey listen, next week I and Wilhelmina are going to a cottage on the beach." "O, that's nice for you, hang on, you and Wilhelmina, alone in a cottage, sounds your two are getting serious." "Hell no, her mum and dad are going along, guess I end up sleeping with her old man." "Even worse." Jack gotout of bed and walked over to Peter and knelt down. "Ha! guess you never met him; you and aunt Leo are invited to come a day." "That sounds great, you know I've never been to the beach before, we lived just too far away." "Perfect then, hope you can switch your shift, so we can have all day then." "Don't think that will be a problem." Peter lifted himself a bit up, ignoring the pain he felt, and kissed Jack. "I'm sorry, Jack, I'm just to tired now" and let himslef fall back again. "No problem, love" Jack gave him a kiss on his lips, "sleep well."
Peter fell asleep the moment his head touched the pillow.