Mr C's Clients Mr Thompson and Natsuo

19 May 1972 Friday!! Two days without school, this was the weekend of the camping trip for Saturday morning to Sunday morning with Uncle Mitch, his boss Mr. Drake, another of his higher-ups Mr. Jenkins, Mr. Collier, Geoff Dares and his 18-year-old British friend. And every teacher except Baynes in history had mercy on us and gave us no homework!

Uncle Mitch, wearing a short kimono, was just pouring coffee and had set out sausage and eggs, with his plate already half finished. I said, "Good morning!". He brought the coffee, his kimono open to expose his hard cock "Hey buddy! I'm running a little late." He handed me coffee, "We won't be here til around seven, so we probably won't catch up til late. You're working for Jeff tonight. Right?" I said yes , and we'd probably stop for a couple drinks after. " Mr. Drake and Mr. Jenkins are going to spend the night so we don't have any running around picking people up in the morning."

That was cool. It saved time plus I'd get introduced to Mr. Jenkins tonight which would save a little more time. I was pretty certain there would be no late-night sex here with the 4:00am wakeup call. [Although honestly, I wouldn't necessarily turn it down, depending on how late the post photo shoot activity went.]

Mr. C would pick me up at 5:45-ish. He had a shoot at 6:30 to 7:30, then Mr. Anderson from 8:00 to 9:00 followed by drinks at the 9 Balls. And I had to let Mr. Anderson know that I was available June 5 for his cocktail function. [Uncle Mitch had sent a note requesting I be excused from school that day] it wasn't wild, comparatively [cocktail service by young men wearing bow ties. Jockstraps and deck shoes with touching okay but no sex], but it paid $30.00 for six hours [12:00 noon to 6:00pm with the first hour for outfit and prep]. Mr. Anderson would pick me up at 11:30am.

School was pretty tedious today. I was tempted to cut classes this afternoon but they're watching the seniors closer these last few weeks. Gull left word in homeroom that I was to see him at lunch. Mr. Simpson told me discretely this time. Maybe Gull said something to him.

Gull just wanted to confirm I'd be at his Night Games Saturday, the 27fh. I told him, honestly, I was looking forward to it.

I got most of Baynes' homework done immediately after getting home. At 4:30 l showered, shaved did the mouthwash, deodorant and cologne thing, dressed and went down to wait for Mr. Collier.

I called Kenneth while I was waiting and confirmed Friday for the gang bang, he talked to me about. He said he'd pick me up after school and we arranged to meet at a McDonalds. He also told me he hadn't excepted my call until Monday. I apologized. He joked about turning me over his knee, then said we'd all have a great time. I gave him my number for future use then had to sign off as someone was at the door. It was only 5:30 so I didn't think it could be Mr. C...

...but it was Mr. C, 15 minutes early. He came early with the intention of talking with Uncle Mitch but wrote a note telling him where we would be camping [a quiet area I'd been to with the Colliers several times before] and that we would go up in Mr. C's station wagon. Geoff Dare and Leslie, the British teen he was bringing, would meet us up there.

He okayed my clothes [Korean print silk shirt, dark jeans, red briefs, blue socks and new while Keds. He suggested I pick up other shoes and satin briefs and said he'd help me].

We arrived at the studio a few minutes past six and he had me get us drinks. He was already ser up for the basic white set.

While we waited for the 6:30 appointment he told me he was going to shut down from Saturday to Wednesday to have some remodeling done. He'd rented a large suite next door and had a designer put together a less cluttered working environment. The basic white set would have four colors and three print backgrounds. The bedroom and living rooms would be expanded with three color combos for the bedroom and six couch covers for the living room. A couple more sets were also in the final stages and would be added soon. The changes to the current suite would be done first, then the second suite would be done.

The six thirty appointment, a short [5'4"] dark brunette man in his early 40s, a little overweight, relatively good-looking, with average body and chest hair, a nine-inch cock and average balls, arrived on time. His name was Chris Donan and he was after a few nudes for the "Adult Meet" magazines.

I took him to the shower where he asked, pulling down his slacks and briefs, if I'd lend a hand scrubbing his back or his cock. It was a very nice cock, but I said I couldn't. I did bring his Jack Daniels rocks when he turned the water off and smiled when I "apologized" for pouring a little heavy.

The shoot went smoothly; I needed to step in a few times to assist his posing and once he requested a hand [literally; he was having a problem getting an erection so I fondled and stroked his cock to full mast]. Afterwards he approached Mr. C and had a whispered conversation, partly about me judging by his occasional looks at me.

While Mr. Donan was dressing Mr. C told me that Donan said he might be able to bring a few more customers in. We'd have drinks with him next week to discuss it. I had Monday to Wednesday open and he suggested Monday. Wednesday he needed me here six to nine. I asked if that was the group scene Mr. Sinclair was asking about and he said "Yes, it is. He's bringing five of his cycle club and a teen to shoot a gang bang. I told him four would be better, but he insisted on five. Also let’s bring you Tuesday so you get a better paycheck. Six to nine."

I wiped down the basic white set and put out fresh towels.

Ted Anderson arrived at 8:00 with a tall, well dressed Japanese man. He greeted both of us then introduced Mr. Natsuo Saito, a friend who had just moved to the city to join Mr. Anderson 's law firm. Mr. Saito wouldn't be part of the shoot. He just wanted to watch Mr. Collier at work.

Mr. C was okay with that, so I walked Mr. A back to shower and, when he turned the water off, I made and delivered his drink.

The shoot went smoothly with jockstrap photos and nudes and was done in forty minutes. It seemed almost like he did the shoot to give Mr. Saito a preview. After it was finished l took Mr. A back to the shower and gave him a refill at his request.

I went back to the reception in time for Mr. C to tell me to get the notebook labeled "Blonde". I got it and gave it to Mr. C, who told me to stick around. He opened it on the counter and waved me over. "This is all of the blondes we have. The ones with a green flag are gay, aqua are bisexual, pink are pinups only, black will do bondage. They're sorted by age. Some of them may be unavailable, so it's best to pick out three or more."

Mr. Saito picked 4 models and I brought their folders. Mr. C put the top one aside, "Jay is doing a film in Canada for a couple more weeks. The other three are available. This one, Soho , and 0022, Benni are both extremely good with bondage. We do, however, keep it to light bondage. No discipline."

Mr. A joined us, "Did you find one you like, Natsuo? ". Mr. Saito smiled , "I think yes... Soho is very attractive. He is British, Mr. Collier?" Mr. C nodded, "And he's particularly good. I'm sure you'll like him."

They made the one-hour appointment for next Tuesday and Mr. Anderson agreed he would come along. Then he turned to me and smirked, "And since we haven't got you naked, yet I'll get the first round and we will work hard at it. Shall we make our way to 9 Balls?"

We took a table and they sent me to the counter to get orders. A lot of the regulars called out or waved to me. It was the first time I consciously felt like it was my hangout, and it felt good

Ronnie came over, smiling, "Black Russian, vodka tonic for Jeff, gin and tonic for Ted and the Japanese guy is new." "Mr. Saito wants a tall scotch and soda, please. All on Mr. Anderson's card." He nodded, "Got it, babe. One more thing...it's been way too long since I've seen that sweet ass of yours.". I turned my back, unbuckled and unzipped and pushed my jeans and briefs down past my ass, and wiggled. Ronnie chuckled, "Oh my. First round's on the house , baby!"

I rearranged my clothing and joined the rest of our party. Mr. Saito smiled and said something to Mr. Anderson in Japanese and Mr. Anderson smiled and said 'Hai'

Mr. C suggested a game of pool after Ronnie brought our drinks.

We played pairs, Mr. Saito and me v Mr. Collier and Mr. Anderson. We all, except Mr. Collier, had two more rounds and we all played three games. At around 10:30 Mr. C suggested we move to Mr. Anderson's home. Mr. Anderson took his car and Mr. Collier drove Mr. Saito and me. It was a short drive [barely 15 minutes] and I stripped to my briefs on the way. Both of them parked in Mr. A's garage.

When the garage door was closed, we all got out of the cars, me last. Mr. Anderson fondled my ass and said, "That's a step forward", Mr. Saito smiled and said, "Sexy boy!", and Mr. C said Hai.

Mr.C steered me to the kitchen and told me "Drinks first, and when you give Mr. Saito his, flirt a little." He started to leave, then came back, "I'm not treating you like a whore, am I? That sounded wrong.". I shook my head and told him I felt like “I should be serving the older guys. It wouldn't feel right for one of them to lay out the first food and drinks."

When I brought out the drinks and pretzels Mr. A was wearing his tank undershirt and his vest, taking a hit off a thick joint. Mr. C was in a recliner, dressed, and Mr. Saito [who insisted I call him Natsuo ] was beside Mr. A on the sofa, stripped naked. I put the food out first, gave Mr. Anderson his drink and accepted a nice hit, then gave Natsuo his drink and, mouth near his ear, whispered "Handsome, sexy man." [which had me worried, thinking it might be too forward, even though I said it only because he'd said 'sexy boy" to me.]

There was no need to worry. Natsuo whispered "And which part is your favorite?" I answered, "Your handsome face and second is your promising cock.". I licked his ear and took Mr. C his drink and took the tray into the kitchen.

When I returned Natsuo was telling Mr. A to go first. Mr. A told him "Let’s get those briefs off him, then decide”.

I drank about a third of my Black Russian, and crossed my hands in front of my groin. Mr. A smiled and whispered, "just playful. If it gets rough or too much say, 'please Evan." He kissed me, I let him force his tongue into my mouth and breathed out and moaned when he withdrew.

Natsuo tried to pull my briefs down, but I held on. They wrestled me around to face Mr. A , he held me, and Natsuo got my briefs down past my ass, slapped it once then pulled and yanked my briefs down, off, and tossed them onto the sofa.

Mr. A turned me around and released me. I fondled and stroked Natsuo's cock to its full 7.5 inches, got on my knees and licked and kissed his cock and balls thoroughly.

Mr. Anderson went to Mr. Collier and said something to him, and they went into the kitchen.

I pressed my tongue up against Natsuo's cock as I sucked it. He held my head and eased the entire shaft in, then withdrew when I started to gag. [I wouldn't learn how to take a cock into my throat until September, after working for Noguchi-san for three months give or take a couple weeks.]. I licked it down and up and took it back into my mouth, holding it, and sucked it steadily, not slow but not rushing either.

Mr. Anderson came back, retrieved a jar of lube and put it on the coffee table.

Natsuo started fucking my mouth.

Mr. Anderson put a bit of lubricant on my asshole, then eased two well-lubed fingers into me. He said, as he prepped me, "just getting this lovely entry ready for you, Natsuo." he withdrew, lubed three fingers and shoved them into my ass. "Assuming you want to fuck this little slut. I give you my word that he's a hot little bitch."

Natsuo stopped fucking my mouth, withdrew and got around behind me. "Stand up sexy-boy, quick now."

Mr. C came out of the kitchen and removed his slacks and jockstrap. He watched as --

--Mr. Anderson helped me get to my feet. He kissed me, shoving his tongue deep into my mouth and Natsuo wrapped an arm around my hips and thrust his cock deep up my ass and fucked me hard.

Mr. Anderson went over to Mr. Collier, produced a joint from his vest, gave it to Mr. C, and lit it for him. Mr. C took a hit and passed it back to Mr. A.

Natsuo got me down to all fours, entered me, held my hips and indulged in a few long, luxurious strokes, then got down to it, fucking me hard.

Mr. A held Mr. C's cock on top of his own and casually stroked them. Mr. C took a hit and passed the joint to Mr. Anderson.

Natsuo withdrew and turned me onto my back. He entered me, spread my legs wide, shoved them up and fucked my ass fast, whispering in Japanese, dropping the occasional "fuck" and "sexy-boy".

He fucked me for another ten minutes nonstop before he withdrew and shot a good load across my face. He wiped it up and into my hair.

Mr. Anderson took a good hit off the joint, handed it to Mr. C, and came over to Natsuo and me. Natsuo thanked Mr. C and went the bathroom.

Mr. Anderson told me "Hands and knees". He lubed his cock while I turned over, then he eased it in a little, a little more, another little tease and just when I wanted to beg and scream for him to shove the whole thing up my ass held my hips and shoved the rest of it in.

Mr. Collier put the joint into an ashtray with a sculpted muscular man with a massive erection. In gold, under his flexed arm, was "For Your Butts".

Mr. Anderson fucked me hard, one hand on my shoulder and the other around my waist. He sped up and fucked me for five minutes, then told me "Belly down, baby."

I lay down flat and smiled. He managed to keep his cock inside me. When we'd settled, he thrust slowly a few times, stopped, then fucked me hard...faster...harder... and whispered "... such a gorgeous ass you horny little slut..."

Mr. C knelt in front of me and put the joint between my lips. Mr. A slowed a bit and l raised my upper body and Mr. C lit the joint, I took a long hit and held it. Mr. C straightened up and gave the joint to Mr. A. I breathed out my nose and squirmed into Mr. A. He breathed out, slapped my ass cheeks and went back to hard fucking.

Mr. Anderson gave the joint to Natsuo, who put in the ashtray. He asked Mr. Collier [I found out on the ride home] if he could take photos. Mr. C said no, explaining I was still in high school.

Mr. Anderson fucked me faster, in shorter strokes.

Mr. C lubed his hard cock.

Mr. A slowed down, then stopped and unleashed a huge load and lay down on top of me.

He stayed there for a few seconds, then moved and Mr. C took his place and after a few preparatory thrusts fucked me hard and.fast for ten minutes, then withdrew and stroked his cock between my ass cheeks and shot a good load along my ass and back.

We cleaned up after and Mr. C gave me a ride home. He reminded me he'd arrive around 5:00am and alsu to bring deck shoes and/of sneakers.

I got in a little before 1:00 and found Uncle Mitch, Mr. Drake and Mr. Jenkins on the sofa finishing a late movie. I said hi to them and said "I'm for bed, g'nite guys.".

Mr. Jenkins [about 6'3" 246 stocky , early 50s, bald Brunette] introduced himself, shaking hands and complimented me on my body ["solid and strong but curved, male curved, in the right places"] I told him I wrestled, and he smiled "I wrestled in college. Maybe we'll face off sometime.” I said that sounded good and warned him I might not give him much of a workout. He chuckled, “Well you never know. It's not always size that rules the match".

I agreed, smiling, and said goodnight and headed up. Uncle Mitch suggested Mr. Jenkins go up and get a couple blankets. He followed and I got three. They were high enough that I had to stretch to get them and Mr. Jenkins got a good feel of my ass when I did.

He told me that Mitch suggested that Mr. Jenkins get the blankets and when I went into my room and closed my door to count 12 then knock very lightly and swing the door open. "He said I had a good chance of seeing something that would keep my dick up all night."

Then he winked. "But I can wait til tomorrow. I'm a very patient man."

Later 😁

Val