Peter took a deep breath and rang the bell. At once the door was opened and Richard hurried him in.
"Hey, take it easy", Peter said when Richard started to open his shirt, "I know!"
Quickly Peter got naked and handed his clothes over to Richard.
"I don't like this at all!" Peter said.
"O, yes you do! You like cock and money, so this is the best place to be, now get inside!" With a loud smack on his bottom Peter was pushed into the parlour.
It was already crouded, the air was thick with smoke and body odeur. Peter moved between the men, some of them were already naked, some only from the waist down, their hard cocks sticking out. He saw Gerard, naked on his hand and knees, being fucked in his ass while two guys tried to get their dicks into his mouth at the same time. The master had been right some of the clients were fucking eachother. He felt hands touching him, pulling at his cock and balls. A big hand landed on his shoulder and he was forced down to the floor, a hard cock was smacked into his face.
"Suck it!" The man placed his hand in the back of Peter's head.
Peter opened his mouth and the cock was rammed in, he gagged as he tasted the ass juices of another guy. He man started to fuck him in his mouth, quickly Peter sucked him, rolling his tongue over the head, hoping that the man would cum quickly.
"Not so fast!" the man yelled and withdrew.
When the cock slipped out another hand pulled the cock away. Peter stood up and hurried over to the bar.
The master greeted him and offered his a beer.
"No thanks, I need something stronger, a brandy please."
The master gave him a look.
"Yeah, yeah I know, you're gonna deduct it from my earnings. Fine!"
As soon as the master had poured the drink, Peter emptied it at once. He felt the drink burning itsw way down to his stomach. At once he felt more relaxed and seeing all those naked and half naked guys even turned him on. He put the glass down at the bar. "Better get to work" he said to the master, who gave him a smile.
He turned around facing the parlour and looked around. Then the door opened and Richard showed another guest in. The new guest was big and broad shouldered, a black moustache covered his upper lip, he had thick black hair greying at the temples, he was in his early forties. He wore a dark grey suit. The guest did not even look around, his eyes were directly upon Peter. Peter could not help himself he got up from the bar stool. And started to walk over. The man did the same, not paying any attention of the action that surrounded him. In the middle of the room they met. Peter had to look up to the man's face and returned the smile.
"Hi, I'm John" the man said in a deep low voice.
"Peter".
John laid his big hand in the small of Peter's back and pushed hard against him, he bent down and pushed his lips onto Peter's. Peter did not hesitate and opened his mouth, he felt John's tongue exploring his mouth, his cock was getting hard, he put his arms around the big shoulders and kissed him back passionately. There was such an energy, such a strength coming from this guy!
John was wearing a wool suit, it tickled Peter'naked flesh, he could feel John getting hard. Peter pressed his body firmer against him, rubbing his cock against the wool of the suit. He put his hand under John's jacket and let his hand wander over John's chest and stomach. John let out a sigh when Peter rubbed the palm of his hand over the outline of his cock. Peter could feel it was huge, long and thick, hidden in John's trousers. He moved his hand back up and unbuttoned John's shirt, he ran his hand through the thick black hairs covering John's stomach and chest till he found the big nipples. The were hard and really sticking out of the hairs, Peter pulled on, them first carefully, but when he hurt John grunting he really pulled hard on them.
"Mmmm, yeah, that's nice!" John said and pushed Peter mouth on on of them.
Peter sucked on it, feeling it getting even bigger. John let out a low grunt. Peter started to nibble and was soon really chewing on it. John rubbed his crotch against Peter's naked body, with on hand he held Peter's head in place his other hand laid on Peter's ass, pushing him firmer agianst him.
Peter managed to get his hand between their bodies, and started to open John's fly, he let his hand slip into the trousers, he squeezed John's large cock through his underwear, which was getting damp.
John pushed Peter downon his knees and started to rub his crotch in his face.
Peter inhaled the heavy manly scent coming from the open fly. He heard John removing his belt and undoing his trousers completely. Peter pulled them down and ran his tongue over the still covered cock and balls.
"Yeah, boy all for you."
Peter took down John's underwear revealing the most perfect set of balls and cock he had ever seen. The cock stood proudly upright, thick and veiny, the head was totally covered with foreskin, 10 or maby even 11 inches. The balls were big too, hanging low and heavy, one lower than the other, the sack was covered with thick black hairs. Peter put both his hands around the base of the cock and admired this perfect meat for a few seconds. He then pulled back the skin, a nice purple mushroom head appeared, the piss slit opened and precum oozed out. Peter let it fall on his tongue and the licked the whole head, making sure he licked all the precum. He opened his mouth as far as possible as John pushed his cock into his mouth. Peter had some trouble taking the cock into his mouth, he had to gagg a few time, but he needed the take as much as possible afterall and he had experience. Finally he felt the head touching the back of this throat, maybe three quaters he had managed to shove down. His own cock was rock hard and dripping. John started to move his hips, slapping his huge balls against his chin.
It was big and his jaws started to ache, but Peter loved, as he was being face fucked his mouth drooled with precum, he had never met a guy that produced so much. He laid his hand on John's naked ass and urged him to fuck his throat faster. He could only imagine how it would feel to be fucked in his ass with this tool. From the corner of his eyes he saw a hand making a move to John's chest.
"Piss off!", John said and the stranger left.
John started to fuck him faster, Peter grabbed the heavy balls that were slapping his chin. He rolled them around in the palm of his hand, they reminded him of the bull of a neighbouring farm. He pulled them down.
"Yeah, that's it!" John cried out.
Peter pulled harder. With both his hands behind Peter's head John pushed his face into his cotch. For a moment Peter thought he would suffocate and panicked when he felt John's pubes tickling his nose. He had actually John's whole dick shoved down his throat. He felt the veins swelling up, John's body flexed. His face was now locked, he could not move an inch, he heard John grunting while his lips were stretched to the limit. His throat was flooded with warm hot cum, it filled his mouth and dripped out on his chest and floor. John released his head but kept on fucking him in his mouth. With every thrust more cum spurted into his mouth.
Finally John withdrew and pulled Peter up to his feet, he pressed his lips hard on Peter's. Peter opened his cum soaked mouth and felt John's tongue roaming his mouth, he just closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.
John started to jack him slowly, his lips moved to his chest and chewed his nipples. Peter moaned softly, he giggled a bit when he felt John's warm tongue in his armpit.
"Cum, cum for me."
"Yeah, I'm so close", Peter answered.
John turned Peter around, with his hand across his chest he pinched Peter's nipple hard, pulling it away form his chest, while he pressed him hard against himself.
Peter cried out in joy, he felt the wet warm cock pressed against his ass, John thrusted his hips forward, a man quickly crawled in front of him, just in time to catch Peter's sperm on his tongue.
Peter rested back to John strong body. He was unaware of things going on around him, he only felt John strong body and felt his warm lips in his neck. For how long they stood like this he didn't know, nor did he care. At last John turned him around again and gave him a loud kiss on his lips.
"Come on, let's have a drink." John suggested and pulled up his trousers.
John took Peter's hand and together they walked over to the bar.
The Master greeted John warmly and John asked what Peter would like to drink.
"Ah, Peter, the same as before?" The Master asked and held up the most expensive bottle of cognac up.
Before Peter could answer, the Master poured him the drink.
"The same for me, please." John said.
The Master smiled and poured a second glass.
John held up his glass, "you're amazing.", and gave Peter a quick kiss on his lips. "I want to see you again, how about tomorrow morning?"
Peter could not believe it, he just nodded.
"Fine then." John said and leaned over to Peter, "room 215 at the Amstel Hotel."
John finished his drink in one gulp and got up.. "See you tomorrow morning then, at eight."
He gave Peter a wink and drew his wallet. The Master whispered something in John's ear and he handed a couple of notes.
Peter watched John walking out of the room. What a man! Peter thought, and staying in the Amstel Hotel, the city's most expensive hotel. As soon as the door closed behind John the Master coughed.
"Enough dreaming, my boy, time to get back to work."
"I guess so." Peter finished his drink and got up. Slowly he walked back to the sweating crowd.
Hands touched his naked flesh, fingers penetrated his anus, a wet tongue was pushed into his ear, a guy pinched his nipple hard. He closed his eyes and let it just happen to him without feeling anything at all.
Finally the evening was over, Richard dragged the last guest out of the parlour, after he had paid the master.
Peter left together with the other boys, they had all earned a lot of money, but Peter knew he had the most. After his regular pay, the master had slippled a ten guiklder note in his hand.
"A tip, you know from whom." The master had just said.
Quickly he had put it in his pocket, he felt himself blush, this was too much, really too much!
The other biys went out for a drink, but Peter had declined. He just wanted to go home and sleep, he could not wait till tomorrow morning.
He alreadu could hear Auntie Leo snooring when he opened the front door, tiptoeing he went up the stairs. Quietly he undressed, when he was naked and jsu about to step into his bed, the light was turned on.
"Hey, there you are finally!"
"Hi Jack, sorry, thought you were already asleep. You've finished that ship?"
"Yeah", Jack got a up and rested his head on his hand.
"Good!" Peter answered, "guess you're tired then."
"I am, but not that tired". Jack answered and with grin he pulled away the sheet, revealing his naked body, with his dick standing right up. "Come here."
Peter walked over, Jack pursed his lips and Peter bent forward. Jack hands glided over his body.
"Come on, sit on my cock, ride me." Jack said while a finger entered his ass.
Peter spit in his hand and wetted Jack's cock head.
"Mmmm, yeah!"
Slowly Peter lowered his body, his cock reacted as Jack's cock slowly entered him. They both moaned when Peter's buttocks touched Jack's balls.
Peter closed his eyes and started to move up and down, while jacking off his now own hard cock.
"Yeah, baby, yes! Love you! Yes, nice deep and fast."
While he felt Jack's hands over his chest and legs he could only think of John, how it would feel being fucked by him. The thought alone made him edge and when he heard Jack grunted he imagined it was John.
Jack's movement became faster, hitting his prostate with his cockhead over and over again.
"Oh fuck!" Peter cried out, he shot his thick warm load all over Jack's chest.
Jack pushed his hips upward faster and moaned aloud, Peter felt his cock spewing its load deep inside of him.
"O, man! That was hot!" Jack said and wrapped his big arms around Peter, puliing him on top of him so he could kiss him deeply.
Peter returned the kiss but felt quilty at the same time.
Jack's cock had gone soft and plopped out, like a kind of signal.
"Better get some sleep." Jack said.
"Sure, pretty tired myself." Peter answered, and got off the bed.
"Been a busy night for you?"
"Yeah, with all those farmers in town, the restaurant was packed. And you know how much farmers eat!"
Jack stretched his arms and yawned, "Well as long as the leave you a good tip."
"Yeah, can't complain, Goodnight, Jack". He bent over and kissed Jack on his lips.
"Night, Peter."
Before he had reached his bed, Jack was snooring aloud.