Peter felt so tired. His ass had been stretched to the limit. His tongue ached from all the sucking and licking he had done.
Nevertheless, it had been one of those night that he actually had a orgasm too.
With his tongue deep into someone's ass, and his cock in a warm wet mouth he had shot an enormous load.
He could not remember the faces or names. While shooting his load, a couple of guys had cum too, shooting their sperm all over his body.
Peter felt proud, just by using his tongue the guy he had been rimming dumped his seed all over his chest.
Before he had left he had washed himself, so he would be clean for Jack. He walked faster, just thinking of Jack made him hard again. His big love, with that big hairy muscular body. His fingers counted the money in his pocket, the tips had been good. The Master had been very pleased, even offering him a drink without deducted it from his earnings. Maybe Jack and him could go out for dinner again, or even go to a theater or movie.
Yeah, it had been a great night, just perfect to finish it in the arms of his lover.
Jack was already sound asleep. Quickly Peter undressed.
With his dick semi hard he pulled away Jack's sheets.
It always turned him on to see Jack like this, sleeping naked, his cock laying in the thick hairy bush. He ran his hands over Jack's pecs, squeezing softly in those two perfect nipples. His hand moved down and cupped Jack's balls in his hand.
"Love you" he said and bent forward to place a kiss on Jack's lips.
Jack grunted and slowly opened his eyes.
"Hi" he lifted himself up and returned the kiss.
"I'm sorry, Pete, but I'm just to tired."
He fell back in his pellow, closing his eyes again.
"That's allright, I'm tired myself."
Jack was asleep again, Peter smiled, kissed him again and covered him with the sheets.
He returned to his bed, and with his dick in his hand Peter fell asleep too.
Peter jumped up when he heard the Jack's alarm going off.
Half asleep he looked at his watch, only 4.30!
Jack jumped out of bed.
"Jack, get back to bed, you set the alarm..."
"I'm sorry" Jack interrupted, "didn't want to wake you up too."
"why so early?'"
"A big ship came in yesterday, 5 days late, and we have to unload it in only 2 days. We all have to go to the dock early this morning. You know I had to work late last night too."
Jack strectched his arms and threw his head back, letting out a big deep yawn.
His morning hard-on stood proudly out.
"But first we'll have to take care of that!"
Peter jumped out of his bed and was on knees in no time.
"I have no time for that!" Jack called out as he lowered his arms, I'm sorry, Peter."
Before getting up Peter gave Jack's cock a quick kiss.
"Go back to back, I'll see you tonight."
Without washing or shaving Jack got dressed, gave Peter a kiss on his lips and left.
"Peter! Peter!"
Peter put down the coffee cup and looked out over the square.
He smiled and waved as he saw Hans coming over, followed by a gentleman.
"Hey, Peter, would you do me a favor?"
"Depends."
"look I met this guy yesterday at the house" Hans pointed at t he gentleman who was waiting for him at the curb, "man, he is hot and loaded, want me to spend the day with him. You know for last night he paid me as much as I get in a whole week! And he is staying in the Amstel Hotel! Man you should see those rooms."
"So why do you need me for, or is your ass a bit sore?", Peter asked.
"Look this afternoon I was suposed to have a little job on the side and I was wondering if you could fill in for me."
"what kind of job would that be?"
"An easy one, you just have to be naked, they won´t touch you, have to serve them tea or drinks, and it´s well paid."
"They?"
"Just an old bunch of guys getting off seeing you naked, really very easy, you´ll get paid when you leave and not bad."
As Peter had nothing else to do this afternoon he agreed. Hans told him the address and the time he shouldbe there.
"Thanks, Peter! He promised me to go shopping" Hans said.
"OK, say you later" Peter called after them.
"Wish I could be there, where ever you have to be this afternoon." a voice from behind said into his ear.
Peter looked back into a face of a man. He saw the look and recognized it all too well.
"Sorry, but I overheard you conversation, and I'm picturing you all naked" the man continued.
The man leant forward so he could speak in a low voice, his hand was on his crotch, slowly squeezing it.
"Makes me hard, just thinking about it."
Peter was afraid other people would hear the man and leant over to him.
"not so loud!"
"Follow me."
The man got up and put five guilders on Peter's table. Before anyone could see it Peter grabbed the money and put it away in his pocket.
Then he followed the man, crossing the square he walked to a side street.
Peter knew that there was a public toilet, beut he hald also heard that the police raided that place frequently.
He followed the man inside, a faint odeur of bleach and piss entered his nose. The man walked over to the last stall in the row. Quickly Peter scanned the place, they were alone.
"Is this safe?" he wanted to know.
"At this time of day it is". the man rubbed his crotch and motioned Peter to enter the stall.
The man pushed Peter agianst the wall.
"Open your shirt, please."
Peter obliged and held his shirt wide open.
The man ran his hand over Peter's chest.
"nice" he said and opened peter's trousers, he pushed them down to his ankles and grabbed his cock.
"Wow, very nice, indeed."
The man licked Peter's nipples and jacked his hardening cock.
Peter cupped the man's cock and balls through his trousers, he felt a nice sized hard dick.
The man opened his fly and got his hard cock out. He pushed Peter down to the seat.
"Suck me please!" the man almost begged.
Peter pulled the man's skin back, a drop oozed out of the piss slit.
He licked the head, and opened his mouth.
The man pushed his hips forward.
"oh yes!" the man moaned as he saw and felt his clock sliding in.
With his hand behind Peter's head he started to fuck his throat.
"Pinched your nipples!"
Peter did, his own cock was hard now too, he moved his hand down.
"No, no, pull at your nipples!"
The man started to moan, Peter moved his tongue over the man's shaft and head, the head bumping to the back of his throat.
"O fuck, you're good!"
With both hands he locked Peter's head, Peter felt the cock swell even more.
The man let out a groan and Peter's mouth was filled with warm hot sperm.
The man kept fucking his mouth, Peter swalloowed fast but could not prevent that some cume dribbled out of the corners of his mouth.
Finally the man withdrew, with a finger tip he caught a drop of his cum running over Peter's chin, he placed his in Peter's mouth.
Peter licked it off.
"Thanks!" the man said and pushed his cock back into his fly, turned and left.
Peter was still rock hard and for a second he thought of a quick wank, but than the door that was ajar, was kicked open.
He looked up, right into the face of a policeman.
Peter tried to get up to get his trouser back on, but a stick landed on his shoulder, pushing him back on the toiletseat.
"Well, well, well, look at this a fucking faggot!"
"Please..."
"You guys make me sick!" The police man moved his stick from Peter's shoulder over his naked chest till he reached his softening cock.
Peter held his breath.
"Please, officer.."
"How many cocks did you suck in here?"
"Please sir, not one, I just got horny so I got inhere to jack off"
"Liar!" the policeman grinned, tapping his stick on Peter's cock.
"You sucked a guy off, I can tell."
"No, officer, really ..."
"Shut the fuck up!"
The stick moved from his dick to the underside of his balls.
With an evil grin the policeman started to tap on Peter's balls.
"You're sick, you know that, sucking guy's cocks, drinking eachother's cum. You like that don't you."
Peter didn't answer and looked to the floor.
The stick shot up under his chin, forcing him to look up.
"Boy oh boy, look at those faggot's eyes, really begging for another cock to suck."
The officer grabbed the back of his head and pushed Peter's face against his crotch.
He rubbed Peter's face hard against the raw material of his uniform.
Peter could feel the erection of the guy.
"Please, officer." the guy was rockhard, Peter thought, he could handle that, he would do anything the guy would ask, everything was better than being arrested.
"Yeah, feel that, that is a real man's cock boy! Better than all those faggot cocks!"
He pressed Peter's face along the outline of his cock.
"This cock fucked a lot of pussy." With one hand he opened his fly and pulled out his cock and balls.
Peter was amazed how big the agent's cock was, also the hairy balls were big and round.
The officer slapped his cock in Peter's face.
"You smell those pussies?"
"Hey, kid, I asked you a question!" the officer shouted.
"Yes, yes officer, I do."
The officer yanked Peter's head up, with his big hand under his chin he pushed his thumb and index finger hard into Peter's face forcing Peter to open his mouth.
"Yeah, this faggot already has his mouth open for me!"
The officer rammed his cock into Peter's mouth, he gagged but the officer had his head locked and pushed forward.
The officer's hairy balls banged against Peter's chin.
"Come on, suck me! i know you love it."
Peter bobbed his head over the long thick meat of the police agent, his own cock sprang back to life, getting harder with every thrust the office made.
"See the faggot is enjoying it!" The stick landed hard on Peter's cock.
Peter let out a groan and ducked, but t he officer yanked his face up at his hair.
"Man you gonna taste real sperm soon! Or, would you prefer to have it in your cunt! Ha, don't get your hopes up, my cock won't fuck faggot's shitholes!"
Peter did his best to let the man cum, his tongue moved quickly, sucking hard and fast.
"O fuck man, you like this, don't you, you like my fucking pole right in you fucking mouth."
The officer thusted faster, his balls hitting Peter n the chin hard. The officer's breathinhg became heavier.
With the top of his tongue Peter felt the piss slit opening up.
The police man gave a wild roar and Peter felt his cum hitting the back of his throat.
The police man pulled his cock out, his cum spraying all over Peter's face. He wanked his cock fast, spurt after spurt landed on Peter's face, het was covered with the police mans's punk.
"O fuck!" the policeman queezed the last drop out of his cock and rammed his cock back into Peter's mouth.
Peter cleaned the man's cock while he felt cum running into his eyes.
Finally the policeman withdrew his cock and put it back into his uniform.
"Wsh that face and don't ever let me see you again around here, otherwise ......" he let his stick fall hard on the palm of his hand.
Quickly Peter got up and put his trousers back on.
"Fucking faggot!"
Wiping his face with his handkerchief he left the public toilets.