New Beginnings Part 5: Surprises at Oktoberfest

By Marc Murrey

Part 5 of the continuing saga about John Burnette. Wealthy. Successful. Handsome. Sexy. Human. A dominant top who likes to discipline younger men, and his growing entourage of willing and submissive ‘boys’.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marc Murrey
• Release date: Jul 31, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476218311

Marc Murrey

Born in Edinburgh, Scotland of an American father and Scottish mother, Marc has written several short stories but only published his first full length novel in 2010.He lives with his partner and 2 dogs in an isolated cottage in the scenic serenity of the Scottish Borders.

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NEW BEGINNINGS Part 5

Surprises at Oktoberfest

By

Marc Murrey

Published by Marc Murrey at

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Copyright Marc Murrey 2012

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All characters in this work of fiction who indulge in sexual acts are aged over eighteen.

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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

We had enough time to eat our lunch slowly and relax before the caterers arrived. They were due at about three-thirty to begin setting up the bar and buffets. The wines and beers were to be delivered at four o’clock from the local supplier, so we had a little over an hour to ourselves before chaos broke out. I suggested that when we finished our lunch, we get the folding chairs from the courtyard to put round the sides of the hall and the gallery along with some of the small tables from the rear patio, so I told the lads to change into working jeans and tops, and after they did, we all set to work.

We’d finished getting all the chairs into the hall when the caterers arrived. Ronnie, the cute young waiter from the birthday party, was with the group of young men who were helping to unload the temporary bar and other equipment and he came straight over to me and apologised for not coming to visit me, telling me he'd been working every day for the past two weeks. I smiled and told him he could pop down whenever he was free and I'd heat his rear end for him, inside and out, and he grinned and winked at me. Billy and Roy began coming in with the tables so he left me then, and they had just carried in the first few when the other three lads got home.

Pete was bursting with excitement to tell me about the rugby game, which his team had won again, so we had a quick coffee in the kitchen whilst he told us all about it. He had scored three tries and a conversion and he hoped he might make the first team in the next term. Shane positively glowed as he told us all about Pete’s sprints up the field during his tries. Even Danny, who had never watched a rugby game other than on television before, seemed impressed with Pete’s performance.

When they had all calmed down and we’d finished our coffees, I asked them to go and change into working clothes and help move the tables and set up the chairs. As Danny didn’t have any working clothes as such with him, I asked him if he would get a bucket and cloth and give all the tables and chairs a wipe down, which he seemed happy to do for me.

Once the five lads had got all the tables and chairs in from the patio and garage, they all got cloths along with another bucket and began to wash them too. That left me free to check with the caterers that they had everything they needed. I discovered that the alcohol delivery hadn’t been made as yet, so went to telephone the shop.

They apologised and said they would get it up to us right away, and true to their word, the van pulled up outside about half of an hour later, by which time it was almost five o’clock. I was glad I’d asked the caterers to provide an evening meal for us as well as for their own staff as time was beginning to run out on me, as I had expected, and I had doubted if I would have had time to make a meal for six people, five of them being hungry lads!

We had just finished eating when the band arrived, ‘The Bavarian Volk Musik Gruppe’ the sign on their van said they were called. I told them I didn’t want to have to move the piano, but the leader was happy with its position anyway, so I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn’t want Mister Short, the boys’ piano teacher, telling me off for it being out of tune again!

They began to unload their instrument cases and costume bags to set up in the area around the piano. There were still about thirty dancers to arrive they told us, so I asked Shane and Pete to show the band leader the three guest rooms that they could use to change in, men in one of them and the women in the other two. I made a point of selecting Pete as being the one to tell where to get the room keys from the chest of drawers in my room, to give to the band’s leader, then to get the key of the fourth, or ‘master’, guest room and give that to the caterers and show their manager which room they could use.

He blushed almost scarlet as I told him where to find the keys, then mumbled and stumbled over his words as he responded, What? Oh. Yes, Sir, of course Sir.

I asked Billy and Danny to move their things out of the guest rooms, telling them to put their bags and clothes into my room for the moment. Roy came up with a sensible suggestion just after they’d all gone off, that they use the new boys’ room next to his, and it would save them moving again at the end of the night. I told him that was an excellent idea, so he ran after the other lads to tell them.

By half past six, everything was either ready or well in hand, so I had a chat with the band and dance troupe leaders, the dancers’ leader having arrived now too, and arranged a little treat for Pete and the boys at the end of the night, then I told everyone the lads and I were going for a shower and to get changed, having asked Roy to get extra towels for Billy and Danny to use in the new room, which he did, then he joined me in my room so we could shower together.

Roy and I had a good hot soak under the shower, washing each other and kissing under the hot streaming water, then sucking each other to climax. We giggled as we each shot our loads into the other’s mouth. It seemed that both of our cocks were extra sensitive this evening!

Roy had brought his costume down from his room so he could dress with me. While we put our costumes on, he told me that he’d told Billy to use his shower, then to dress in his bedroom, to save some time, rather than have the two lads share the one shower in the boys’ room.

Roy hadn’t seen me wear my lederhosen before and was really impressed with them. They were dark green, lined deerskin, but with the smooth surface intact, rather than being scraped to give a sueded appearance, and with heavily embroidered embellishments, the shiny leather braces and chest piece having matching stitching. My white shirt was also embroidered in the Bavarian style. Needless to say, he had to have a good feel of the leather of my almost knee length shorts.

Once we were both fully dressed, we went down to the kitchen to see if any of the others were down yet. Pete was there and Shane came in just after Roy and I went in. I was just complimenting the two of them on how smart they both looked when both Billy and Danny came in from opposite ends of the kitchen.

I got the lads to line up in front of the counter. They were all really smart looking, very sexy as well, and Danny’s brown suede shorts weren’t out of place at all. Billy’s black leather ones were a little incongruous, but standing beside Pete and Shane, he blended in well. In fact, he and Pete looked the sexiest out of all of the lads, with Roy very close behind them. If Roy had been wearing the same style and type of shorts as Pete though, he’d possibly have outshone them all!

I asked them if they would mind me taking a photograph of them all, and with a blush from Billy and Danny, they all said they’d love me to, so I went to the office for my camera, picking up the flash for it and attached it as I walked back to the kitchen.

I got them all to stand in front of the French windows where there was the most space and took three or four pictures, then Danny asked me quietly if I would like him to take one of me, with your boys, Sir.

I thanked him, and the boys stood, two on each side of me in a close group, and Danny took two or three pictures of us once I’d shown him how to use the camera.

I need a quick word with you all before the party starts, I told them then. Roy, Billy and Danny, I don’t mind you drinking, after all, that’s what Oktoberfest is all about, but you should all know that I will not tolerate any of you getting drunk, and that specifically includes both you and Billy, I added, looking at Danny, then continuing, tonight, you are as much hosts of this party as I am, even though you, Danny, are only here for a short time. But I need to remind you all, that what you do and how you behave, will be a direct reflection on me. You are all my representatives just as much as Shane and Pete are. If any of you get drunk or embarrass me in any way, you will be severely strapped tomorrow, firstly on your hands for drinking excessively, then on your backside for disobeying a direct order. Do you understand?

I looked at each one in turn and they each promised me they would behave and not get drunk.

I looked at Shane and Pete then and told them, As for you two. You can each have two small bottles of lager, or two small glasses of wine, but no more. If I see or hear of either of you drinking more than that, or drinking spirits, or if you get so much as tipsy, never mind drunk, then you’ll be in serious trouble and will get at least the same punishment I’ve promised the other three if they disobey me.

Thank you Sir, yes Sir, they chorused with a smile.

I gave all of them a hug then and told each of them I hoped they would enjoy themselves. Each of them hugged me and promised they wouldn’t get drunk.

We heard the band begin to tune up in the hall so went out to have a listen. They had changed into their costumes now, and it seemed like most of the catering staff were away changing too, as there was only one young woman at the bar area, keeping an eye on things.

I went to the front door to open it and pin it back, which was just as well, as the bus with the rest of the dancers had just arrived, as had John and Brian, who had an attractive young man of about twenty-two or so with him, who Brian introduced to me with a wink, as ‘my mate, Gareth’.

All three of them were in costume, and I thought that while John suited the outfit, Brian looked really sexy in his. I asked Billy and Danny to man the outside gate until John and Brian had got themselves settled, then told them to act as greeters at the front door, reminding them both that the cloakroom was available if anyone wanted to leave coats or jackets hanging, and to make sure the toilet was pointed out to everyone, although one of my little jobs in the afternoon, had been to put direction signs to the toilet at the back of the kitchen downstairs, and signs on the gallery to the toilet in the bedroom corridor, having made sure that Shane and Pete's rooms, as well as my own, had been locked.

Roy and Pete showed the dancers up to the guest rooms, then returned a few moments later to stand at my side.

One disadvantage of having all the guest rooms in use was that the main bathrooms were unavailable for use by the party goers. I suspected that the lack of toilets could become an issue as the night wore on, especially with lager being drunk! When I mentioned that to Roy, he suggested that Shane and Pete’s rooms could be used, but I said no to that, as that would have been a major invasion of their privacy.

My sister Moira arrived then, just as John, Brian and Gareth were going outside to man the gate. I introduced Billy to her as a friend of the lads, then, when I said, and this is Danny, he interrupted me and told her, I’m Mister Burnette’s new chauffeur and handyman.

He glanced at me and blushed while Moira looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

I told Shane to take his Mum through to the living room and have a private chat with her before the guests arrived, so they left us to go through the house. Roy, Pete and I waited in the hall for guests to arrive and chatted about how we hoped the night would be a success, then people began to arrive, not just in ones and twos either, as we suddenly had several dozen people to welcome. I was as pleased to see many of my old friends and acquaintances, whom I hadn’t seen for a couple of years, as they were to see me, and I got a little cornered as they all chatted to me as they arrived.

A small group of musicians from the band, the pianist, accordionist, drummer, trumpeter and violinist, began to play some bright polkas which made the room suddenly seem bright and cheerful.

I saw Billy’s mother and father arrive. They had Billy’s younger brothers with them. There could have been no mistaking who they were, they both looked so incredibly like Billy and their father, which, although I’d thought of it at the Halloween party, I hadn’t realised just how alike they were. In fact, the middle brother looked incredibly handsome, and in a couple of years would be a competitor for the most handsome stakes with Shane.

Mister Foster made a point of coming over to me to say hello and said quietly but warmly, that he’d like to have a chat with me later when I was free. I shook his hand and told him I’d look forward to it.

Wendy and her husband came in then. I’d met Hector Ford a couple of times in the past, but had never been introduced to Wendy’s ‘brats’ as she called her two sons, although I’d seen them often. She waved to me as she was going to straight in, but I beckoned her over to me. I shook Hector’s hand and he thanked me for inviting the whole family, then Wendy introduced her boys as, and these are the two brats I’ve told you about, John. This is Adam, she pointed to the older one, who’s fifteen and Alan who’s twelve.

She pushed each of the lads forward to shake my hand. Where Hector was a large chap and Wendy was no sylphlike figure, the two lads were the opposite. They were both stick thin and although probably of average height for their ages, they looked tall and gangly as a result.

I shook their hands and said hello to them both. They both blushed absolutely scarlet when Wendy told them as we shook hands, I’ve told Mister Burnette I’m going to give you both to him for a month to get your behaviour sorted out. He’ll leather your backsides till you can’t sit if you misbehave.

Hector grinned at their discomfort as he told them sternly, I might never have belted either of you pair, but if either of you do anything from now on to deserve it, your mum and I have agreed we’ll get Mister Burnette to give you a hiding, just like he does his own boys!

The two lads looked from their mum to their dad in astonishment, then the older one gave me a glare, as if to say, ‘I dare you to.’ I chuckled, although I was just as astonished as the two lads, and told them, I’m not as bad as your Mum makes out, just ask Pete, Shane or Roy.

The two lads each gave me a tiny smile then. I was amused to see that even the older