Date: Thu, 22 Oct 2015 20:29:28 +0300
From: Ivan Ivanocich <ivan.ivanocich.97@mail.ru>
Subject: Dima's Choirboys Chapter 7

			Dima's Choirboys Chapter 7

This story contains scenes of a mild sexual nature and if you are not
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I was very glad to get encouraging mails about the last chapter, so I hope
you will enjoy this.

Appearing in this Chapter:

Artem  - 15-year-old soprano soloist with full bush;  Little Dima –
15-year-old-soprano soloist, well-developed balls and fine penis but still
completely smooth;  Pasha – 14-year-old blue (gay) soprano soloist with
very large balls and thick bush

Kirill (gay) 12-year-old with large balls, large penis and fucking bush!

Gena  – 11 -year-old  smooth spunker.

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"And so, what happened when Igor found you?"  Artem asked in excitement, as
Kirill and Gena told their story to Pasha, Artem and Dima after the choir
practice that evening.

"I was so fucking angry," Kirill told.  "The cunt got hold of me and
dragged me to my feet holding me against his dick and I could feel his knob
pressing through his pants into my bare arse. I was just on the point of
fucking spunking with Gena when the he came in, so as soon as he grabbed my
dick and started wanking me I blasted off like a rocket, mate!  I could
feel him spunking in his pants. Then, we heard the others start to come
back, so he left off and went out."

"Well, I think we must do something about that bastard," Pasha said.
"Let's have a think!"

"He could be useful to us, so we shall have to think carefully how we can
control him," Artem remarked.  "Don't act too quickly. Leave it to Dima,
Pasha and me. We have to get him into a position where we can blackmail him
into doing what we want.  After all, some of you guys will want girls,
vodka and cigarettes bringing in, and this is a perfect place where we
could bring some girls. There are lots of empty rooms on the top floor
still unused.  After the day teachers have gone there is only Misha, Dima
and the two guards here all the night."

"What about the guards on the outside gates in the post?"  Kirill asked,
very interested in Artem's ideas.

"Don't be fucking stupid: they are outside and never come in unless Igor
and that other guard call them. So there are possibilities, " Pasha added.

So, it was planned that the first stage would be put into operation in two
weeks at the first concert given by the choir in the school concert hall to
which guests would be invited.

"You going to invite your girl Masha to the concert, Dima?" Artem asked
afterwards as they were leaving for the tram together.  She'll have
multiple orgasms in the audience when we hit the high notes in that duet we
are going to sing together."

"Fucking wanker, yeah!" Dima replied.  And bring your girl, if you still
have one: they can sit together and drool over us," he joked.

 As we know, although Dima is four months older than Artem, and nearly
sixteen, his pubes haven't started to grow yet and even his speaking tones
were still light and boyish, although his balls are not far short of
Artem's in size and volume.  Like Pasha, he was proud of his pubic
development, and was the only one of our friends who was in a really
passionate relationship with a girl.  He was desperate to find a suitable
place for him and Masha to have sex without being disturbed.  He was
already erect by just thinking about it.  Like Artem, he was getting a bit
tired of messing about with boys, although he was always glad to oblige
Pasha and he knew that no-one could suck a penis quite like he could.  And
he'd really blasted off when Kirill had sucked him two nights before.

"You'll always be our `Little Dima'," Artem said, kissing him on the cheek
and remembering the little boy he had first known when the original choir
had been formed nearly three years before and when he himself had been a
smooth spunker! "But now is your turn to take all the glory."

So Dima arrived at his apartment rather happy and got ready to do his home
tasks, and we will hear more from him in the next chapter.

Meanwhile Pasha was getting ready to leave the school to go to his home.
He had managed to get Kirill alone on the top floor of the building before
he left.  Even though Kirill had spunked at the hand of Igor, he was hot
with desire and couldn't take his eyes off Pasha's bulge in the leg of the
silky black trousers as he walked.  Pasha, as we know had had his encounter
with the Kadet early that morning but had not touched himself since then.
Kirill had changed into some cute thin blue shorts, not too long, so as to
show his beautiful knees and some of the upper leg. The leg of the shorts
was not baggy but not too tight either, but were close at the upper thighs
and comfortably cut around the groin to allow for a generous bulging around
the fly area, which was well-filled with Kirill's balls and penis, which
was pressing out the material just to the right of the zipper. There was
also a cute belt, drawing the material nicely into the twelve-year-old's
waist, but not too tightly.  Like Pasha, Kirill had an ample bottom with
well-rounded buttocks nicely apart.

Pasha closed the door to the small empty room they had entered. (Remember
that part of the school was still unused and empty) There was an easy chair
in the corner. As soon as the door was closed the boys locked in a
passionate embrace, Pasha leaning back against a wall, his legs apart
giving easy access. Kirill was close between his legs, enjoying the
sensation of Pasha's hands on his bottom; their dicks were pressed together
through the thin material of their trousers.  They were both getting
aroused as Pasha placed his tongue inside Kirill's mouth causing shocks of
pleasure to go through their bodies.  Krilly now had his hands fully on
each of Pasha's soft buttocks and the boy moved slightly away from the wall
so that he could allow the boy's hands full access to his buttocks.  The
silky material moving slightly as the boy gently rubbed his full bottom.
Pasha, in turn, drew Kirill even closer gripping his full buttocks tightly.

"So, you cunt, you like Gena better than me, do you?"  Pasha asked
jealously, stroking Kirill's soft hair and feeling the boy's hard penis
against his own ample ball sack.

"Course not, you fucking bastard, but you know we both like a smooth
spunker.  No-one can kiss like you, and I love those fucking balls of
yours, Pashka".

"You mean I am the only one you have kissed," teased Pasha. "And I love
your fucking tash, mate.  You shaved it last night and I can see it again
already!"



"It's fucking puberty, mate!"  Kirill joked as Pasha sat down on the chair
and drew him onto his knee, positioning the boy's buttocks either side of
his swelling penis and cupping his right hand around Kirill's bulge.

"I love that dick of yours but most of all I love you and I want to fuck
you now!" Pasha replied, gripping the boy's bare knees and pressing his
groin hard into Kirill's bottom.  His trouser clad dick was hard into the
boys crack giving them both much pleasure.  Kirill undid his belt, stood up
and let Pasha slide down the sexy shorts and pants.

"I've never been fucked, Kirill said.  What about you, Pasha?  I know you
are always pressing into boys on the metro.  Have you fucked Dima?"

"Not a hope, mate, he's too into girls for that. But you know he loves
sucking!  But, fucking puberty! - what about Gena?  He's smooth but what a
dick and what an arse!  We could both try him!"

After some discussion, Kirill sent an SMS to Gena who was somewhere in the
school, maybe watching television or talking with friends.

"Come to top floor alone!  Now" Within 30 seconds there was reply.

"The bastard is coming, mate." Kirill read.  "Go out in the corridor and
find him.  I have no pants on!"

Soon they heard Gena's footsteps and he was brought into the room

"So, you fucking blue cunts, haven't you had enough sex for one day?" he
joked, lookig at Kirill's thick bush and long penis now fully erect.



 "Who's going to be the girl, then?" he asked.  "I'm up for sucking and
wanking but nothing blue!" he added.  Gena had changed into thin blue
Chelsea football shorts and his balls were obviously hanging loose down the
leg.

"Come here you fucking spunker, and let's look at those balls of yours,"
Pasha teased, pulling Gena towards him and pressing his groin into his soft
bottom and running his hand down the inside of his shorts exploring the
bare pubic region and then fingering the fast-hardening penis.

"I'm not fucking gay, you know, but as there are no girls here, continue,"
Gena replied, rather enjoying the back pressure of Sasha's penis.

Soon, the two boys had removed Gena's shorts and shirt and were examining
his naked body, He was a truly beautiful specimin at the height of early
puberty.  The down on his arms was very light and there were just a few
hairs on his lower legs. Kirill gently rubbing the boy's puffy nipples
which were erect and pubescent.  His chest was smooth and healthy.  His
public area was slightly protruding where his penis joined the bod and
there was a rim of skin around the base.  Pasha ran his fingers around the
base.



That's where your fucking hairs will start, mate," Kirill added.



"Look at the fucking balls, mate!  Not a hair, and so smooth!"  It was
true: they were shapley and smooth and the nuts well developed His penis
was fully erect but Pasha and Kirill would't let him touch it, instead
Pasha, who had now removed his trousers and pants (his heavy balls now
hanging low below his erection) was pulling the skin back and placing his
knob accurately into Gena's solf bottom.  Gena offered no resistance and
Pasha was surprised just how easily he slid in.

"Oh my fuck!  Are those your pubes tickling my arse?" Gena asked, as Pasha
began the necessary motion he had been dreaming about.

Kirill, who was himself fully erect, took Gena's hard penis and dragged it
from its ridged position hard against the stomach and took it gently into
his mouth, the foreskin slipping back revealing the tasty head which Kirill
began to suck, his tongue slipping under the foreskin.  Gena just held on,
feeling a powerful orgasm building. Pasha was the first to discharge deep
into Kirill and that was too much for Gena who blasted as much spunk as his
11-year-old balls could produce at the same time as bringing Kirill to
climax!  Gena collapsed onto the chair, his penis still in spasm for
although he was spunking he was not issuing full cream as yet.



          That's all, guys!  Pasha commented, as they cleaned themselves
up.  Not bad for a little boy, Gena.  You can come again.