Date: Fri, 09 Sep 2016 00:30:53 +0300
From: Ivan Ivanocich <ivan.ivanocich.97@mail.ru>
Subject: Dima's choirboys

Dima's Choirboys – Chapter 15


This story contains scenes of a mild sexual nature and if you are not
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Boys appearing in this chapter:

Readers always like to have a reminder of our boys and their latest
pubertal condition:

Kirill – just 13 years old. August 2016 – full bush and hairy
legs. Some under-arm hair. Has not shaved since last school day in May.
Impressive tash.  Soprano voice still good but in danger of going soon.

Gleb – will turn 14 in September and is quite a recent addition to the
school, being previously a soloist in his former choir in St Petersburg.
Last seen in May.  Impressive genital development but still smooth (no
hairs).  Balls of over average size, impressive penis and very large knob
still covered by foreskin. A religious boy who controls his urges most of
the time.

Genady -(or Gena, as we call him) will be 12 years old in October. In May
he had spreading new hairs across his pubic region.  Large balls for his
age and a heavy, average-size penis when soft with foreskin well-stretched
by wanking.

Sasha - He is 12 years old and a real character and story-teller. Some
weeks ago Sasha had been completely smooth: his pubic region milk-white,
but not innocent! His balls were shapely and large, still well formed and
prominently forward, not hanging loosely as in later puberty but
pear-shaped and elegant, looking great on his boyish boy. The penis was of
ample girth, long and supple, obviously active and well wanked, sitting
elegantly supported by the balls and hanging just below.

Ilya, Gleb's friend, who has just arrived from St Petersburg and, at nearly
14, an experienced soloist. In May, when we last saw him, his penis had
been thin but very long when erect, and the skin easily slipped back
indicating it was well wanked.  His arse was rounded and inviting.  His
balls were smaller but respectable for a 13-year-old in puberty, and there
was a fringe of pubic hairs around the base of the penis, tufting strongly
where the balls joined the pubic region.

Cousins Victor and Peter, are now both 13 and are developing promising solo

Voices.  Both were were last mentioned almost a year ago when Peter had
minimal public development His balls had just descended and could be
clearly seen in the sac but his penis was still small and the foreskin
looked a little tight as if he had not done much wanking. He was still
completely smooth. Victor had not been a tall boy, and his penis was really
quite fat, not overlong as to swing when he walked, but well supported by
his firm ball-sac which was quite devoid of any hair. His pubes were
confined to a sexy tuft at the base of his penis. Just a few tiny hairs
were spreading across the pubic area, but these were hardly visible. As for
the foreskin, this was well-stretched and it was obvious that the skin slid
far back during the process of wanking. But, FUCKING PUBERTY! – what a
difference nine months can make in a boy's development, so we shall have to
see!

Also joining us will be Kirill's special friend, Pasha. He is nearly

15 and also has a deep bass voice. As we know, he has huge, low-hanging
balls, and a shapely thick penis amply covered by his black, curly pubic
bush!

We shall introduce 12-year-old Oleg, eleven-year olds Gosha, Max, Yarik and
Roma.

You will remember that we left Kirill and Pasha after their encounter.

The other boys would be arriving soon, and Pasha would be busy with his
little group and Kirill would join his own guys, including Gena

"So, who is coming tonight?"  Kirill asked Pasha as they were having tea in
the canteen alone.

"Ilya and Gleb are coming tomorrow, straight to the camp, but the others
are coming around 7 o'clock, I think," Pasha replied.  "My little group is
coming then, too."

"Great: can't wait to see Gena and Gleb again," Kirill replied.  "And the
others, of course!"

"Oh yes, your lover-boys.  But I want to join in next time you seduce our
religious friend Gelb.  He's been on a church camp, so it may be more
difficult now!  You weren't with us at the last camp two years ago," Pasha
added.  "It was really great with James there.  I hope he comes back before
the end of the camp!"

Pasha then related all that had happened then, including Little Dima
selling condoms to the English choirboys.

"Shut up, Pashka; you are making me hard again," Kirill concluded at the
end of Pasha's story.  "Did James really seduce you in the forest."

"No, mate: I seduced him, like you seduced him last term.  He was so
fucking shy," Pasha added. "The first time he saw us naked in the shower,
he had to rush off to wank himself.  It was so funny, ask Dima!  Most of
the guys were still smooth in those days, except for Artem.  I was just
starting getting hairs, I remember."

"Fucking spunker, Pashka," Kirill remarked.  "Wish I had been there when
you were still smooth.  Two years ago, I was just getting hairs too.
Didn't know what they were for when I was just eleven."

"You'd have soon found out if you had been at the camp with us in that
camp." Pasha joked, getting up from the table He had to go off after tea to
help with some preparations, leaving Kirill to wait around for the first
arrivals.

No sooner had Pasha left than there was a commotion in the corridor.
Kirill hurried out to see what it was to be met by the sight of nearly
12-year-old Gena with Sasha with a boy whom he didn't know.

"Gena, Sashka: my dear friends," Kirill called out as they ran to greet
each other.

"Kirill, you gay cunt! Great to see you!" Gena called out, as the three
embraced.

"Hey, meet Oleg.  He's a new boy but I know him, so don't mind what you
say.  I've told him all about our little group," Sasha added.

"Fucking hell, Gena!" Kirill exclaimed, taking his friend by the shoulder.
"You have grown, and what's that on your face?" he said, running his finger
through the boy's thickening tash, which was quite noticeable, even at a
distance.

"It's fucking puberty, mate!" Gena replied in voice that was quite a lot
lower than his former boyish tones. "I can still sing soprano, though, and
I think my voice is even better. And, fucking hell, look at your tash," he
said.

"Bet Dima will make you shave them for the concert," Sasha added, still
speaking in his light boyish voice.

"Not bad for an eleven-year-old," Kirill said, referring to Gena's growth.

"Twelve in two weeks and wait till you see my fucking bush," Gena boasted.

"Fucking bush, my arse!" Sasha joked.  You were still fucking smooth a
month ago," Sasha teased.

It wasn't quite true: Gena has been showing some hairs across his pubic
region for some months now, and he was blossoming into a handsome young
man.  Sasha had not changed much, but his wit was as sharp as ever.

As for our new friend Oleg.  He was a fine-looking boy, not tall for his 12
years and with delicate features, brown hair and a tanned complexion. He
looked mature in the body and had strong, smooth lergs.  All the boys were
wearing casual summer clothes of shorts and shirts.  Both Kirill and Gena
were getting hairy legs, more remarkable for Gena because he was not yet
twelve.

"Come up to the dormitory," Kirill said. "We can talk there.  Others will
come soon."

So, they led young Oleg up to the dormitory.  Just Victor and Peter were
needed to complete the complement for the evening.  The younger boys would
be taken care of by Pasha and they would sleep in the junior dormitory.

"So, Oleg, you like singing?  You'll have to be good to get solos in our
choir because Dima still sings with us and he is 16," Kirill explained.
"But we have just lost Pasha as a soloist and I think my voice will
probably go this year, so you might stand a chance, if you are good!"

"What about Gleb?" Sasha added. "He's excellent will his voice will last
ages."

"Fuck, yes. I forgot about Gleb, and the new boy, Ilya.  I heard him at the
end of the school year and he is great, if a bit harsh at present!"

Just at that point, Victor and Peter appeared. Not looking much different
from their last meeting.

"Hey, guys!"  Sasha greeted, as they put their bags down by their beds.

"Hey Gena! Did you fuck that girl you were telling us about, or are you
still hot for James?" Peter teased, referring to the cool English teacher
whom all the boys adored.

"Yes,- had it up her cunt a few times, mate, if you must know!" he lied,
making a thrusting movement with his hips.  "But when is James coming?" he
added.

"Second week of the camp,I think," Kirill announced.

So the boys swapped stories about their holidays and made plans for the
camp.  After supper, Misha, the deputy Director and sports teacher told
them to get to bed early because they must depart for the camp at nine
o'clock in the morning.

"Can you take care of your showers, or do you want me to send Igor the
guard up to watch you?" he teased. All the boys laughed at this, except for
Oleg and the small boys who were sitting with Pasha on another table.

"Who is Igor?" Oleg asked, as they were going upstairs.

"He's the security guard. Watch your arse with him, mate; he's always
trying to get his knob into us.  He had the fucking skin back on my dick
when we were watching Dima fucking his girl," Sasha reminisced in his usual
dramatic way.

"He's not too bad, and can be quite useful, even though he tries to get
behind me every time he sees me," Gena added. "He had his hand on my
fucking arse when I came in just earlier." They then told Oleg about the
incident when Igor had invited them to his cabin to view Dima having sex.

"There'll be some girls at the camp I think," Kirill said.  "Pasha told me
about some easy cunts there two years ago."

"What do you and Pashka know? You're only interested in guys and little
smooth spunkers," Gena teased.

"Shut up, you bastard.  I saw you wanking off to James's photo last year!"
he shot back.

"Well, he's a hot guy.  If we have to live all year without girls, we may
as well have some fun," Gena replied.

"Not that you are gay, of course!" teased Kirill, hitting his friend on the
head!

"No, we know who the blue cunts are: our lovely friend and woman-hater
Pasha and you, Kirill!"

Sasha suddenly got excited and started dancing around the room.

"So, guys: here is a challenge. Who says we can get Kirill to get his dick
into a fucking girl's cunt during the camp? Hey, and what about Gleb?
Fuck, yes."

"I don't think it will be too hard to get Gleb worked up enough to do it,
if he's not feeling to religious" Gena replied. "But one thing is certain;
Pasha will never get that member of his into a girl!"

The boys fell about laughing at the prospect of their dear friend having
sex with a girl.

Just at that moment, as if by magic, Pasha appeared at the door of the
dormitory.

"So, what are you all talking about?" he asked. "Don't you want to meet my
new crew Gosha, Max, Yarik and Roma.  I am the captain of the ship and they
are all my little kadets. I'm taking them to the showers in five minutes."

"Pashka, how is it that you have them under your spell already?" Kirill
called out in wonder.  Come on, guys, let's go and meet them".  And with
that, the boys followed Pasha down to the junior dormitory where the four
boys were making their beds for the night.

"Comrades!  Meet my great friends and beautiful singers," Pasha said, and
introduced his friends to his little group.  The boys had made their beds
and were waiting for Pasha.

"Pasha, are our beds okay," little Gosha asked.

"Well, not bad, guys: what do you think?" he asked, turning to his friends,
who agreed.

"What about our ghost story?  Will you tell it?" Max asked, with pleading
eyes.

"Yes, yes, of course. If you go and wash and get ready for bed."  So the
boys ran off to the shower.

"I think we'll have some fun in the camp, Yarik said to his friend Roma.

Meanwhile, Kirill and his friends had returned to their dormitory to
prepare for departure the next morning.

"We'll all sleep in the same room, I think," Kirill said. "Pasha will have
his little gang in another place."

"Maybe we shall have two rooms," Gena replied. "When Ilya and Gleb arrive
tomorrow that will be eight of us."

"True," the others agreed.

"Is that cunt Igor going to the camp?" Sasha asked, as they were getting
ready to go to the showers.

"Hope the fuck not," Gena replied, taking off his shirt and shorts and
standing in his tight blue briefs showing every curve of his rounded bottom
and bulging pubic region. "Come on, guys, let's go," he added, taking his
wash bag and towel and glancing at Oleg's impressive bulge as he took off
his shorts and fingered his penis.  Soon all five boys were ready and they
made their way to the shower room, where they heard the sounds of the young
boys and Pasha just finishing their shower.

"Hi guys; you can come in. We are nearly ready," Pasha said, carefully
supervising his charges as they dried. Kirill, especially, was keen to see
the boys naked.  The boys were just drying after the showers. Just Yarik's
penis looked well wanked, and it was obvious that he had been pulling the
skin back on his ample penis.  He was certainly spunking and there were
already wisps of long pubic hairs around his bulbous balls.

"Probably have bush in a few months!" Kirill whispered to Pasha.  The other
boys, although not that small for their age, had small and pre-pubescent
balls and tight-looking foreskins.

Pasha was also naked, as he had taken the opportunity to shower at the same
time.  Still not very tall for his age, Pasha had a boyish torso, but a
think tufting bush almost smothering his pubic area and huge balls, which
were now hanging low in their enormous sac. The thick penis was just
visible, as he was not very long when soft.  Oleg had never seen Pasha
naked before and was visibly impressed.  He was wearing black trunks of the
kind worn by boys in puberty and it was obvious that he was well built.

"Go back to your dormitory, boys" Pasha told his little gang, who were now
ready after he had dried their hair for them.  "I will come and tell you a
story in fifteen minutes if you are quietly in bed when I come," he added.
And, with that, the four boys went off down the corridor, leaving Pasha
with his friends.

"Hey, Pashka, come and see this!"  Kirill called, already naked and
displaying his full bush and very long penis, which was swinging as he
walked.  "We need you to judge!"

Pasha went back into the changing room where the other boys were still in
their underpants.

Sasha, who, as we know, is a great joker, had challenged Kirill to stand
his friends in order of sexual development whilst still in underpants. If
he had placed not them in the correct order, they would win.

"So you think you have a bigger bush than fucking me or Kirill, do you?"
Pasha joked, looking at the line-up.

"What is this? - Victor, Peter, Sasha, Gena and Oleg!  Is it correct order?
I don't think so.  I think Oleg should be before Gena.  Let's look."  And
with that he went over to Victor, now 13, and examined his face.

"See guys, the face is showing puberty signs, and I can feel a little lump
in the throat.  We know he had pubes last year, so they will be advanced,"
he added, looking down at Victor's short red briefs which were
well-filled. He ran his hand over the boy's taught stomach and then gently
removed the briefs revealing quite a thick bush, bulbous balls and penis of
ample girth.

"Fucking hell, Mate," Gena said, looking over to inspect.

Next Pasha went over to Peter.

"I see very little puberty here," he said, pointing out the lack of
evidence.  He pulled down the boy's pants to reveal balls that were just
descending and a small penis, all devoid of any hair.

"I'm fucking spunking, though," the boy boasted, pulling the skin back to
reveal the white head, his penis rising in a long, thin, erection flat
against his stomach.

"You're going to prove that, you cunt," Sasha said, changing place with the
boy.  "Okay, me next," he added.

"Well we know Sasha was smooth a few months ago," Pasha continued, feeling
a strong stirring in his balls.

"Yes, let's see smoothie Sashka," Kirill said, joining Pasha in the
inspection.  "Nice pants, mate.  Have you stuffed them?" he joked, admiring
the fine bulge in Sasha's striped trunks.

"If you took them off, you would see, you gay bastard," he replied to his
friend, smiling.

"Not so fast, Sashaka," Pasha said, running his hands over the boy's arms.

"Still smooth underarm," he commented, lifted each arm in turn.

"A few hairs on his smooth legs," Kirill commented, running his hands up
the back of the boy's legs and onto his buttocks.

"No wonder that cunt Igor got his dick into that arse!" Oleg added –
making a welcome contribution for the first time!

"We'll come to your fucking arse in a minute," Pasha replied, cupping his
hand over the growing bulge in Sasha's pants.

"Fucking puberty, Sashka; I can feel an impressive knob in there," he said
bforore gently lowering the boy's trunks to reveal his still milk-white
pubic area and bulbous balls, which had grown considerably. A very few fair
but long stands of pubic hair were growing around the balls, which were
gathered up in shapely form by the strong erection of his penis.

"A fine example of a boy in puberty," he said.  "See how the skin easily
slips back for wanking."

"Fuck off, Pasha, or I'll be spunking," Sahsa replied, beginning to enjoy
the sensations of the moment.

Pasha was now fully erect, as were Victor and Peter.  Victor was sitting on
a bench slowly wanking his impressive penis with his strong right hand.

"Now to this spunker Gena," Pasha continued, as they all gathered round the
boy proudly standing in his red underpants, which were bulging
considerably.

"So, this cunt is the youngest here, but what a fucking tash for an
eleven-year old," Pasha began, stroking the boy's dark hair and thickening
growth, which had never seen a razor.  "Don't you love his black hair,
guys?" he teased.

"Fuck off, Pasha, you gay bastard," Gena replied, but didn't resist when
Pasha lifted his arms to examine the pits.

"Fucking puberty, mate!" Sasha said, as he pulled on the hairs under Gena's
arms.

"Nice tits, mate!" Pasha continued, rubbing the puffy nipples and causing a
movement in Gena's pants.  He leaned back against the wall of the changing
room as Pasha continued his ministrations.

"See, no hairs on his fucking chest.  Here, rub his tits Sasha, while I go
down further."

Sasha gladly obeyed whilst Kirill came up closer and behind Oleg, who was
still in his pants, and pressed his erection into his bottom and started to
feel the bulge.

"Fucking cunt, Kirill! That's my knob you are feeling" – Oleg said, but
pressed back to enjoy the sensation

Meanwhile Sasha was continuing to rub Gena's nipple, causing them to become
erect.

"Go on, you bastard; get my fucking dick out and start wanking it,!  Gena
commanded softly, as Pasha began slide his fingers under the rim of his
pants.

"Not so fast, you cunt," Pasha replied as his fingers came into contact
with pubic growth.  "Fucking hell, Gena, what's this?  Feels like quite a
bush, guys!"

"It's fucking puberty, mate," Gena replied as his pants were gently
lowered.

"Fucking hell, Gena; how did that grow in two months," whistled Kirill,
leaving Oleg alone and going over to run his fingers through Gena's thick
bush which was tufting strongly and widely across his pubic region. His
penis had risen strongly and his full balls, still devoid of any hair, were
drawn up tightly, the nuts clearly showing.

Oleg, no longer able to control himself, pulled off his own pants revealing
a strong erection and very bulbous balls and large nuts completely devoid
of any pubic hair.

"Hey, Oleg, you wanker – it's impressive!" Victor said, and the boy
pulled the skin back and began to wank his member.

"What a fucking knob! Could be bigger than Gleb's!" he said as he watched
the boy expose his head to display the helmet of ample girth. "And if Gleb
and Dima have pubes now, you'll be the only smoothie amongst the older
guys!"

"Hey, guys, let's get wanking!" called Gena, sitting down on a bench for a
moment, spreading out his legs and fingering his knob; "And let's see who
can really spunk."

"Wait, guys!"  Pasha commanded.  "Let's see if Kirill was correct.  He had
Peter before Oleg and Gena next to the last.  If it goes on pubes and
bushes, then that is wrong."

"What about spunking, though? Surely the most advanced in puberty will be
the thickest spunker!" Oleg said.

"Or the one with the biggest balls, Peter added."

"Well, Oleg has the biggest balls by far," Pasha judged, "But he's fucking
smooth," he said, going over to Oleg and lifting his heavy balls.

"Not as big as yours, Pasha" the boy said.

"Almost spunking, mate," Pasha added as Oleg started to finger his member.
Suddenly, Pasha's penis erupted in a copious flow of steady spunk.  As we
recall, he was not a strong shooter, but the boys watched in admiration as
thick, white spunk poured from his penis in seven spasms as Pasha wildly
wanked Oleg, strongly fingering the fat knob until Oleg also erupted with
spunk, shooting strongly three times thickly onto the floor as he continued
to massage Pasha's member.

Meanwhile, attention was now focused on young Gena!!!!

To be continued.  What will happen next??????


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Ivan Ivanocich