Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2001 18:10:31 EST
From: AmateurishWriter@aol.com
Subject: From Russia with Bear Hugs - 6

From Russia with Bear Hugs

Warning: Except as noted, the following story is a work of fiction.  It is
a fantasy.  It never happened, except in the author's imagination.  This
story contains sex between teenaged boys and/or between a man and a teenage
boy or boys.  The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults
and little children.  If you are underage, or this is illegal where you
are, you already know what you're supposed to do.  Delete this file and
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having sex in every other sentence, this one is not it.

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Disclaimer: The author makes no representations that he is any kind of an
authority on adoption, here or from Russia, the conditions of orphans and
the homeless in Russia and certainly does not mean to imply that those he
describes in this story actually do exist.  He chose the country solely
because it goes with the sound of the boy's name which is, in reality, the
name of a once online friend that the author genuinely cares for deeply.

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Near the end of Chapter Five:

Together we heaved in gasps of air as we waited to recover our senses.

This time Micha lifted his head to look at me and we started giggling
uncontrollably.  When he calmed down enough, he declared "if that's what it
is like then I never want to do anything else again."

"My boy, that is but a taste."

"I cannot believe that anything could be better."

"Well, time will tell."  I was slowly stroking him from shoulder to bum and
he was almost purring with satisfaction.  I loved the velvety feel of his
buns in my hands.  We lay there for a few minutes enjoying the afterglow.
Then one of our stomachs growled.  We both giggled again.  "I guess it is
time for breakfast.  But before you get up I want to ask a favor."

"Anything."

"Let's not look at each other but save that for next time.  You will
understand better when the time comes.  Okay?"

"Yes, I guess.  What should we do?"

"I will close my eyes while you slip out from under the sheet and go to
your room.  Try not to look at me as you do.  That way we can enjoy another
special first time experience the next time we make love."

"Oh, I get it and I like this idea very much.  When?"

"Well, I think we'll know when the time is right.  Right now the time is
right for showers and breakfast."

"Micha followed instructions perfectly and I wondered, we are going to have
a lot of fun dreaming up little games to add novelty to our love making.
Indeed, my dreams were coming true and I thought and hoped that Micha's
were as well.


Chapter Six - Things come to a head

That Sunday will live in our memories as special for the rest of our lives.
We moved throughout the day in perfect harmony.  We arrived, freshly
showered and dressed, in the kitchen and went about the process of making a
breakfast and then enjoying it together.  Micha accepted direction and I
accepted his offers of help and interesting variations on my routine.  He
cleaned up as I gathered the laundry.  He set about washing it as I paid
the bills.  We both worked on the shopping list and descended together on
the Shop & Save.  When we got back home, I put the food away while he got
the clothes drying and we both folded things and made the beds.  The one in
the guest room, as far as Micha was concerned, was made for the last time.

We went out to the golf range after a light lunch.  Micha had a lesson and
I worked on my driving and long irons, then he came over and hit a small
bucket of balls.  Every now and then he would stop and just look at me and
smile, I would shake my head and laugh and he would duff his next shot.
Sometimes we would just gaze at each other for a moment and love would pass
between us like sunshine.  When we got home it was close to 3 PM and time
for the golf match on TV.

"Micha, would you like to watch the golf?"

"Could we talk about the adoption instead?"

"Why sure.  That's a good idea.  How about the porch?"

"I'd be more comfortable in the living room.  Is that okay?"

"Mi casa."

We got sodas and sat on the couch, one on each end facing each other.
Micha looked seriously at me, "how long does it take and what do we have to
do?"

I went through the whole process with him explaining that in my research I
had found that, with the use of what they call temporary placement papers,
Micha could most likely move in by the following weekend.  The final
legalities would take longer and for a period of time, to be determined by
the court, there would be family interviews and evaluations.  Social
workers would visit the home to be sure that Micha was being properly cared
for.

On the other hand, the government wanted these placements to work, in light
of Micha's age I suspected that it was almost a sure thing.  It was good
for the country's international image to have all of the children that they
brought to America placed one way or another.  Therefore, the legalities
and formalities were pretty much for show and for the record.  I was in
good standing in the community, my financial affairs were in a good state
and I was helping the government tie up a loose end.  A Russian teen orphan
who, if left unadopted or unsponsored, would have to go back.  That
wouldn't look good.

My cynicism was not lost on the young man and he didn't take it personally.
However, he did have a very important question on his mind and I could see
it in his face.  "What's troubling you Micha?  I can see it in your eyes."

He frowned, clearly not liking the question.  "What about? ... You're being
... I mean, we're both ... ah, gay."

I smiled a reassuring smile on the outside to cover up my concerns on the
inside.  "I have never 'come out' as they say but I would doubt if any of
my family and friends would be surprised to learn that I'm gay.  I have had
boyfriends in my life Micha but not many and I have always preferred to be
discreet.  We always appeared to be just friends.  I'm sure people wondered
about them ... about me, but no on has ever said anything."

"What will they think when I move in?"  He gave me a look and it was one of
the rare times that I saw the little boy inside him show through.

I reached down the couch and took his hand in mine.  "Micha, my small
family will love you and my real friends will too."

He looked reassured as I continued.  "My lawyer is not aware of the extent
of our relationship.  However, he does know that I'm gay.  He is gay as
well.  My being gay wont be a matter of record in the adoption papers.
But, even if it was, this state is fairly liberal with regard to gay
adoptions.  However, a declaration of sexual orientation is not required.
My background will be carefully checked but, in light of the international
circumstances and the political concerns, my lawyer assures me that it will
not be an issue."

He gave me a weak smile.  "Thing's can be so complicated and confusing
sometimes and it all makes me nervous."

I patted his knee.  "The home would probably let you move some of your
things in tomorrow if you like."

Micha got up to take his glass to the kitchen but kept talking as he went,
"I think that I would like to wait until I can tell some of my friends
there.  I think they would be a little hurt to see me in such a rush.
There is one little girl, about 8, who looks up to me like a big brother
and I want to reassure her that I wont be far and will visit her."  He past
between me and the coffee table as he came back and I took his hand to stop
him.  I looked up into his handsome face and beautiful blue eyes.

"That is so sweet of you to care about their feelings like that.  Have I
told you in the last few minutes how much I love you and what a good person
I think you are?"  He looked uncomfortable and fidgeted as he always did
when I praised him or paid him a complement.  I pulled him down to sit on
my lap and kissed his ear.  Then I whispered, "tell me, how does it feel to
have finally seduced me?"

He tried to pull away and stand up but I wouldn't let him.  "Micha, I'm not
mad, on the contrary, I am flattered beyond words."

He hung his head down and asked me, "You knew?  How long, er, when did you
know?"

"Oh, I kept getting these feelings that I was missing something.  And,
there were little things that you said that might have had double meanings
but I put them aside because I thought that you were younger than you
really are.  To be completely honest, I wasn't sure until the hot tub.  So,
you did a very good job and I find it very exciting to know that you wanted
me that much.  Thank you."  I kissed him.  A real kiss.

My hand was resting midway up his thigh.  He looked down at it and
whispered, "touch me down there John.  Please.  I want to see and feel you
touch me there."

We both watched with rising excitement as my hand slowly moved up to his
nicely bulging crotch.  My finger tips gently outlined the shape of his
hardening penis.  As I touched its head it throbbed and moved in his pants.
He moaned softly and looked at me.  My hand covered all of him down there
as our eyes locked.  I gently squeezed and rubbed him and he closed his
eyes in pleasure.  I watched my hand as it felt a part of him that I wanted
so much to see, feel and kiss.

He whispered, "Is it okay if we go upstairs?  Please?  I want to watch you
take my clothes off me.  I want to feel your hands all over my naked body.
I want to undress you and touch you all over too.  I need us to be naked
together now.  Please."

We got up and he followed me as I closed and locked the front door and we
climbed the stairs hand in hand.  Standing in my room, I looked down at his
upturned face and took it in my hands.  "Micha, I love you more than life
itself."

We kissed and I held him.  I backed up and sat on the bed with him in front
of me.  We kicked our shoes off as I slipped his shirt up and over his
head.  His bare hairless chest and stomach were soft and smooth to my
touch.  I kissed his stomach and licked around his belly button.  My
fingers kneaded his nipples until they were hard and he groaned in
pleasure.  My hand circled around behind him and I took hold of his ass.
Holding his buns, I pulled him to me as I pressed my mouth over the end of
the bulge in his pants.  I blew out my hot breath on him and he moaned
louder.  I felt him throb against my mouth and I wondered if he would cum
too quickly.  I must be sure not to embarrass him if he does.

His fingers were gliding through my hair and when I blew on him he clutched
a handful of my hair as he moaned.  I moved back from him and began to undo
his belt.  He looked down and watched.  I unsnapped his pants and slowly
pulled the zipper down letting the back of my fingers graze over the length
of his erection.  Then I opened them to reveal snug fitting light blue
briefs with the beginnings of a wet spot where the tip of his cock tented
them out.

I couldn't wait to slid his jeans down to taste that wet spot.  It was
fresh and sweet as I sucked what I could out of the fabric.  Micha gasped
again and I pulled away.  His jeans had fallen to the floor and he stepped
out of them.  He was only in his briefs now and I feasted my eyes on his
young body.  He was solidly built with just enough extra to make him soft
and smooth.  While his face and forearms had a light tan, the rest of him
was pale, from the long winter, and nearly hairless.

His penis and testicles made a nice bulge in his briefs and his firm round
bottom drew me to caress its full cheeks.  My hand trembled as my fingers
touched him.  He moaned softly.  I brought my eyes up to meet his and said,
"I like you this way.  You are very sexy just in your briefs."  Undress me
now, down to mine, and then I want to hug and kiss like this for a while.
Does that sound good to you?"

"Oh yeah, I'm so hot, that sounds wonderful and it will make me even
hotter."

He reached over and pulled my shirt off.  As I stood up he ran his fingers
through the hair on my chest and stomach.  "I love the feel of your hairy
chest."  He kissed my right nipple and then sat on the bed in front of me.
He reached out his hand to feel my cock through my pants and stopped short.
Looking up at me, he smiled shyly and whispered, "I'm nervous.  I have
never touch someone else's before ... only mine."

I smiled down at him, "Take your time Micha.  I love you and whatever you
do I know it will feel wonderful."

He smiled back and slowly brought his hand to my cock.  As I watched the
eagerly curious expression on his face change to pleasure, I could feel the
warmth of his palm and his slight tremble of nervousness and lust ... or
both.  His hand covered me gently and his fingers felt the tip of my hardon
through the fabric.  I throbbed and he smiled up at me.  "Does that feel
good?"

"Oh yes Micha.  Your hand is so warm and gentle.  I love it."

He was probably so nervous that he could only focus on the obvious and that
was fine.  He didn't reach around to feel or squeeze my buns but quickly
and awkwardly undid my pants and let them fall to the floor.  My cock was
poking out my white briefs and a large wet spot encircled the tip.  He
looked for a moment like he wanted to repeat my actions but then held back.
I knew from past experiences that first times were often awkward and so
didn't wait for him to get embarrassed.  I moved around to lie down on my
back and then motioned for him to lie beside me.

"What about our underpants?"

"I think you will find that our hugging and kissing a little with them
still on is quite exciting.  Then, when we take them off each other it is a
little bit more exciting."  I lifted his chin and kissed him softly.  He
kissed me back with a bit more urgency and ran his fingers through the hair
on my chest again.

"Micha, get up with your hands and knees on either side of me.  Now, move
down a bit and lower yourself down so our boners are together.  Tha-at's
it.  Oh yeah.  Feel it?  Feel the heat between us?"  I slid my hands down
and cupped his round buns.

"Oh John, it's so sexy.  I can feel you but I can feel your underpants too.
It's kind of like, well, kind of like ..."

"Naughty?"

"Oh yeah!  Naughty.  Is it?  No, that's silly.  Of course it isn't it just
feels that way.  Oh John, you were right.  This is very cool ... er, hot."
We both giggled.

I rolled us over on our sides and then said, "Move your hands around and
explore a little.  Find things that excite you to feel and things that you
can tell make me feel good.  That is what making love is about, sharing
pleasure, giving pleasure and taking pleasure.  And, be sure to let me know
what feels good because that makes me feel good, hearing your pleasure."

He began to feel me and explore.  I slowly rubbed my hardon against his and
told him when I liked the things he did, which was almost everything.
Eventually we ended in a tangle of arms and legs each holding the others'
asses and rubbing against each other.  I didn't say anything but slid my
hand inside his briefs and held his left ass cheek.  "I want to see you
naked my love.  I will sit like before and you stand in front of me."

We rolled apart and revealed both of us had large wet spots on our briefs.
He looked at me and smiled.  "I've never been this turned on before John.
Just look at how wet my pants are."

"Yeah, I'm dripping pre-cum like there's no tomorrow.  Come here my boy, I
want to see and touch that hot poker of yours."

"Oh wow!  Talking like that is so sexy.  Is it okay to use some of the
words, you know, like cock, ass, and ... ah, and f-fuck?  Things like that
when we are doing stuff?"

"Yes Micha.  I like it and think it makes it more exciting."  He was
standing in front of me now fidgeting and moving from one foot to the
other.  I took hold of his butt with my left hand and brought him close to
me.  His bulging crotch was only inches from my face and I looked up as I
caressed his hard boy cock.  He looked intently at me and asked me to
hurry.  I slid the back of his briefs down but not the front causing his
cock to stretch the fabric and point out towards my mouth.  I felt his bare
buns with my hands and drew him to me.  Opening my mouth, I took him in an
inch or so and sucked him through the fabric then I backed off as he bucked
into me once.  Then I sat back and lifted the front elastic of his briefs
out and prepared to slide them down.  I locked eyes with his and said, "I
have been looking forward to this."

He smiled shyly and softly said, "Me too."

I slid his underpants down and gazed on a perfectly formed cock.  He was
about 5 and a half inches long, the thickness of a roll of quarters and
uncut.  He had no hair anywhere but for a small soft patch just above his
cock.  His balls were slightly larger than average size and totally smooth.
The purplish head of his boner was just peeking out of his foreskin and
there was a large drop of pre-cum at the slit.

I smiled up at him and literally licked my lips.  He smiled back weakly as
he trembled in lust.  The drop of pre-cum appeared to expand and I leaned
forward, quickly licking it off.  Micha gave a high pitched gasp and his
cock throbbed.  I held it gently between my thumb and index finger and
slowly slid his foreskin back.  The swollen crown of his cock glistened
with pre-cum.  I leaned forward and kissed the tip, then let the head slip
between my lips.  He tasted of sweet boyness.  I buried my nose in his soft
tuft of pubic hair and breathed deeply letting my tongue explore the soft
underside of his shaft.  Then I slid back until just the tip was between my
lips.

"Oh God John!  Pull away!  I'm going to cum any second!"  I slid my tongue
under the head and slowly took him all the way in again until the head
reached the back of my throat.  My tongue moved all over his sweet tasting
boner and just as he grunted and his dick swelled and started to throb I
pulled back and continued to move my tongue.  His cum came in long hot
surges as he shouted, "OH JOHN!  OH JOHN!  I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!  Oh God,
I love you John.  I held his buns tightly as they clenched and he shoved
deep in my mouth again until his flow stopped.

I gently pulled off him with just enough lip pressure to clean off all his
sweet cum but not over stimulate what was probably now a very tender cock.
He collapsed, kneeling in front of me resting his arms over my legs and his
head in my lap.  After a moment he looked up with this priceless look of
amazement.  "No way!  There is no way anything can feel that good."

I just smiled at him and said, "we'll see."  He sighed and dropped his face
into my lap again.

It took a moment but soon he realized where his face was and began kissing
and tonguing my thighs and the rather hard and wet bulge in my briefs.  He
seemed to have over come whatever hesitation he had a few minutes ago.
Breathlessly he asked me to lift up.  He quickly slipped off my pants and
buried his face in my balls.  I heard his muffled cry, "The hair, I love
the hair."  I looked down between his legs and he was as hard as he was
before he came.  Then electricity shot through me as I felt him lick the
end of my cock.  Soon he was straining to get a good angle and suck all of
me in.  His teeth grazed me and he gagged a little.

"Hold on a sec.  Would you like to switch positions or for me to lie down
on my back?"

He looked thoughtful for a second and then, climbing up on the bed he said
very politely, "back please."

I got up and lay on my back and Micha began to fondle me.  He seemed
transfixed by my hard cock and balls.  He brought his face down and began
to kiss them all over and then slowly the kisses turned to licking and he
finally licked his way up my shaft and engulfed my cockhead in his mouth.
His tongue swirled around and around while he let out a continuous series
of delightful sounding little moans of excitement and pleasure.

He was totally inexperienced and was going on pure instinct and desire.  At
my age, cuming 3 times in twelve hours was cause for a ticker tape parade
but he didn't understand that and I finally had to break it to him.
"Micha?"  No response.  "Micha!"  He looked up at me seemingly over his
eyebrows and then pulled off.

"Oh, I'm sorry.  I guess I'm not too good at it yet but man that is so hot.
I just love your cock and all that hair."  I motioned him towards me and he
lay down at my side and snuggled up to me.  He was just as hard as when we
started.  We kissed and he smiled.  He asked. "Is that my cum I taste?"

"Mmmm, yes, I guess.  It was so good.  I would enjoy another helping soon."

I explained my problem and he was very sympathetic.  He wanted to know what
he could do to give me as much pleasure as I had given him.  I explained
that I was happy if he was and that was enough.  We continued to cuddle,
kiss and feel each other.

Next: Chapter Seven - Leaving the home for Home