Date: Sun, 5 Apr 2009 09:44:43 +0200
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: Skinhead Lovers 15/16 (rural)

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SKINHEAD LOVERS
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008
written on August 28, 1998
translated by the author
English text kindly revised by The Australian

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"SKINHEAD LOVERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic
scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family,
opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to
read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or
because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed
guest.

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CHAPTER 15 - A MEEK BOY

Chuck got his silver and blue bike, entered a web-master course and the
school's team of kick-boxing, fucked with all the friends other than
Sean, who he felt to his dismay, was really incorruptible. He was
flourishing and showing the best side of his character. He rapidly
integrated in the community. The sheriff friend of his father was
keeping an eye on him, and seemed to be pleased with the boy's
behaviour.

But he also desired to find some mates to have sex with, besides his
friends in the house. After talking about that with Mark, who being
closer to his age was the one with who he confided the most, understood
that it was better non to indulge in such a search at school or in his
team. Instead, he started to go to the neighbouring towns, mainly on
Saturday nights, to roam pubs and discos.

One day, he met Chad Swayze. He was a terribly shy boy the same age as
Chuck, taller than him, wearing thick glasses, and with a powerful body.
He was the son of the local blacksmith and worked with his father. They
met in a pub. Chuck was listening to the rap music and sipping a coke,
sitting at the counter, when he heard a racket. He turned to look and
saw a group of bullies circling that boy, and making fun of him.

When he entered that pub, Chuck immediately spotted the youth who was
sitting at a table all alone. He thought he was his type, with such a
strong and well chiselled body, but the boy was looking at nobody, let
alone him, so he didn't think of him any more, until that moment. At
times Chuck could cruise some other boy willing to have fun like him,
and "that" kind of fun. But in that case, they could recognize each
other by the special glances that cruisers are able to spot in each
other eyes. It was not the case for that boy.

"Hey, Chad, move, this is our table!"

The boy didn't react, stood up and looked for another seat, but the
entire house was full, so he turned to go out of the pub. One of the
guys who took his table, stretched a leg and tripped him up, causing
Chad to fall to the floor. The guys burst out laughing.

"Hey, Chad, are you drunk so early in the evening?" one of them mocked
him.

The boy stood up, saying nothing, and tried to go out, but another of
the guys seized him by the arm and stopped him.

"Aren't you ill-mannered? You have to apologize to my buddy, you tripped
on his leg and hurt him!"

"So... sorry..." stammered Chad.

Chuck saw a tear roll from the boy's eye and asked himself why such a
big boy didn't react.

"Sorry? That's not enough, you shitty boy. Kneel and call him sir!"
ordered the one who stopped him, forcing him to kneel.

Chuck felt sickened by the scene and even more so by the amused smiles
of all the patrons of the pub. He stood up, approached Chad and grasped
the wrist the guy who was forcing down Chad.

"Stop that shit, dumbass. Apologise! It was you who tripped him! Leave
him alone!" he ordered.

"What the hell..." said another of the guys standing up menacingly and
facing Chuck.

The boy pivoted rapidly kicking this other boy in the balls sending him
to the floor whining in pain. The one who was forcing down Chad let him
go and turned to assault Chuck, who with another swift and precise move,
kicked him in the neck, sending the second one on the floor as well.

Then he took Chad's arm and said gently, "Let's go in a more civilized
place, buddy."

Chad followed him meekly. They were near the entrance, when another of
the guys charged at them. Chuck pivoted again and placed a kick on this
third fellow's belly, making him fold in two, exhaling a loud "ouff".

"Why didn't you react?" Chuck asked him when they were in the street.

"I can't..."

"What do you mean you can't? You are so big, and strong, and..."

"I can't..." grumbled Chad.

"Are you so coward?"

"Not that... I'm too strong, way too strong..."

"This is not an explanation. What do you mean?"

"When I was fifteen I almost killed a boy who called me sissy. I'm not
able to control my strength. I didn't want to harm him that much, but...
he nearly died. He was in hospital for several months, in a coma. I
swore I'd never raise a finger to anybody in anger again." said the boy
in a mournful voice.

"Is he dead?" inquired Chuck.

"No, thank God, he recovered completely. But I was so scared at what I
did to him. So I can't...eh, won't react, and they know it... so they
make a fool of me. They make me do what they want. It makes them feel so
powerful "

"Well, Chad, that's your name, isn't it? You can't just be the puppet of
any turd living in your town! You have to reassess your position for
goodness sake!"

"Better being a puppet than a murder..." answered Chad in a low voice.

"Well... there is something in between, don't you think so? By the way,
my name's Chuck. Do you feel like going to have a drink together
somewhere else?"

"I dunno."

"Why did that boy called you sissy?" asked then Chuck.

"Because... because I didn't dig girls." answered in a very low voice
Chad.

"And you still don't?" asked Chuck in a soft voice.

Chad looked at him but didn't answer.

So Chuck said, "I don't either. I'd rather be with a good looking fellow
like you."

Chad widened his eyes and lightly nodded his head.

"Are you shocked? Are you by chance a fag-hater?" insisted Chuck.

Chad shook his head a little stronger, then murmured, "No... I think
I... I dig boys... handsome boys like you." and blushed.

"Do you think? Or are you sure?" asked Chuck with a smile.

"I dunno. I never tried. But a boy arouses me and never a girl, so..."

"You never tried? How old are you?"

"Just short of eighteen."

"And are you still a virgin?" Chuck asked, not quite believing him.

"You could say that."

"Wow! And... do you think I'm handsome?"

"I do."

"Would you like trying it with me?"

"It? What?"

"Fucking."

"With you?" asked Chad widening his eyes.

"Didn't you say you think I'm handsome? I told you are good looking and
we both don't dig girls, and so..."

"You mean... You and me? We don't know each other, who are you, who am
I... And..."

"Does it matter? Wouldn't be a good way to become acquainted, having sex
together?"

"I've never done it..." whispered the big boy.

"Don't you know that there is always a first time? I think I would like
being... your first time."

"Do you want to... to fuck me?" Chad asked hesitantly.

"No, the other way round." said Chuck with a tempting smile.

"But... where?"

"I've my bike and we can go somewhere... maybe the woods. It's dark
enough, nobody will see us."

The two boys rode until they entered the woods and turned into a
secluded area. They got off the bike and Chuck gently pushed Chad
against a three trunk. He caressed his new conquest and felt that Chad
already had a raging hard-on. He knelt in front of him and started to
undo his cut-off jeans' buckle then lowered them slowly together with
the boy's boxers, until he revealed Chad's cock that was stretching out
straight, hard, smooth and strong like a pole.

"Wow, you have a wonderful piece of meat, here! Just the right shape and
size..." Chuck said.

"Right?"

"Yeah, right for me, exactly as I like it... and not circumcised
either." added the boy.

Then he started to lick it's lenght, to bite it gently, to suckle it all
over, while with his hands he was roaming on the flat belly and strong
pectorals of his new friend. Chad started to moan in a very low voice,
closed his eyes and threw his head back, licking his lips.

"Oh, god... oh, god... oh my god... that's... that's incredible..."
groaned Chad in a low voice and in an increasing frenzy, while he
caressed Chuck's head with both hands.

Chuck took all the beautiful pole between his lips and slide down,
engulfing it to its root, then bobbing back and forth on that hot and
hard sausage. Chad legs started to tremble.

"You're killing me..." moaned the big boy, "You're taking me to
paradise."

Chuck continued for a good while, now slowing down and teasing it with
his tongue and lips, now sucking it eagerly, with real urgency. When he
felt that his new friend was dangerously close, he stopped but continued
to caress and tease Chad's body. He stood up.

"How's it, up to now?" he asked in a husky voice.

"Too good, too good! I never thought it could be so great, so incredibly
good."

Chuck pushed himself against the aroused taller body of Chad, and on his
tiptoes, French-kissed his new friend. At first Chad was surprised, and
awkward, but then instinct took over and started to play and to fight
with Chuck's tongue. Their kisses became more and more exciting.

Chuck parted a little and looked in the bright eyes of his newfound
friend. "And now, do you feel ready to take your first ride in a willing
arse?" he asked in a seductive voice.

Chad nodded yes, unable to talk. Chuck lowered his pants, then his
underpants, took a condom from the trouser pocket and unrolled it
carefully on Chad's rod, using his lips, then bent keeping himself
steady with opened legs and both hands on the rough trunk, turned back
and smiled.

"I'm ready, buddy! Put it all inside me, make me enjoy your wonderful
tool..."

"May I?" Chad asked blushing with emotion.

"You have to!" answered jokingly Chuck.

Chad approached Chuck, seized him by the waist and placed the tip of his
pulsating pole on the awaiting bud.

"Push..." whispered Chuck looking forward for the imminent penetration.

Chuck started to move his pelvis forward, and felt the hot hole gaping
to receive it. Felt his rod slipping smoothly inside and the wonderful
heat emanating from the love channel surrounding his meat. He exhaled a
long low sigh, almost chocking when he reached the end of the journey.

"Now move, smoothly but with vigour, back and forth... go, boy!"
instructed Chuck turning his head to look at his friend with an
encouraging smile.

Chad started to slowly wave his pelvis back and forth, at first almost
hesitantly, then gradually more assured, and started to moan.

"That's... that's... incredible! That's good... Oh my god, I love
that..." he repeated and repeated as in a tranced state, more and more
excited and sure, more and more happy at the intense pleasure he was
experiencing.

Chuck waved his arse left and right in slow motion to enhance the
pleasure for both of them, and felt the good sized tool massaging in the
right way his prostate bringing him too, and rapidly, to the brink of
delight. Suddenly Chad started to push stronger and all his muscles
tensed while he was emitting a long and husky moan, and Chuck realised
he was ejaculating. Almost simultaneously Chuck spurted all his jism
against the tree trunk in a spasm of incredibly strong shots.

For a moment they remained still, panting heavily dazed at the
incredible intensity of their pleasure. Then, slowly, Chuck withdrew,
turned back and embraced Chad, starting to French-kiss him again while
caressing his body.

When they parted, Chad had a bashful smile and whispered: "Wow! I didn't
know it was so incredibly wonderful. Thank you, Chuck! You've given me
the best evening of my entire life. Honestly, that was incredible."

"I'm happy you liked it.Ó

"But... didn't you?"

"I loved each moment of it and I hope that we can do it again and again,
in the next few days."

"I'd love to, but you are not from here, are you?"

"I live about eight miles away, and with my bike I can be at your place
in a moment, that's if you want to see me again."

"If I want? I'd like that very much!"

"When can we meet again then? Soon?"

"Any time... I mean, in the evening, 'cause during the day I work with
my dad."

"Do you attend a gym? You have such a perfect body."

"No, I just do my job... My dad is a blacksmith, a craftsman, we do
wrought iron objects, like fire screens and tools for fireplaces,
artistic grilles, bed heads. It's a hard work but it's creative."

"Do you like doing it?"

"Well, yes. And you?"

"I'm a student, I want to become a web-master, planning, executing and
maintaining web sites, you know, that sort of stuff."

"You must be clever. I never was good with books."

They chat a while, then Chuck took him back after making an appointment
for two days later. Chuck, very happy at making a new friend, went back
home.

They met a couple more times, and Chuck was growing fond of Chad who,
despite the first impression, was anything but a dumb boy. Besides
having great sex, they started to like each other more and more.

One evening, while they were heading for their usual spot amongst the
trees, a group of youths on bikes and in their cars came out of nowhere
and circled the two boys. Chuck recognized some of the guys he fought in
the pub the first time he met Chad. There was about a dozen of them,
some with truncheons, other with chains or baseball bats. They went
menacingly around the two boys, who dismounted the bike.

"So, little punk, you'll have to pay for your insolence!" one of them
said talking to Chuck.

"Sorry, shithead, I've nothing to say to you, you fucking pieces of
shit!" Chuck said in a calm voice.

"Trying to be funny, little bastard?"

"Absolutely not! I'm terribly serious. Leave us alone if you don't want
to regret this."

"Ho wow! He's a real stinking rash boy!" another said starting to swing
his chain.

"I warned you!" said Chuck and with a jump, kicked him in his belly
sending him to the road on his back.

The others fell on Chuck. Chad saw that the boy was defending himself
quite well, but one of them succeeded in throwing his club between Chuck
legs and the boy fell on the ground. Before he could jump up, the others
were attacking his friend from all sides. Nobody seemed to care about
Chad. The boy understood that his friend was in serious danger and felt
the rage surge in him. He looked around then just picked up a bike with
both hands by the wheels and swung it like a mace, yelling with all his
might, threw himself into the midst of the attackers.

The guys turned in surprise and were scared by that violent and
unexpected attack. They started to withdraw. Chuck stood and faced the
group, advancing at his friend's side menacingly. They all jumped on
their cars and bikes and started to flee. Chad threw the bike he had in
his hands on the hood of a car. The car veered, hit with the side a tree
and drove off.

"Hey, my friend, you're stronger than Hulk!" said Chuck admiringly,
brushing away the dust from his clothes, lightly panting but smiling to
Chad.

The big boy was trying to cool down, his face still red, but looked at
Chuck and said: "I can tolerate it if they bother me, but not if they
try to harm you!"

They went back to Chuck's bike: "Happily you didn't use my bike." the
boy said jokingly.

"I chose theirs on purpose!" Chad said shyly.

"Well done, my friend. Do you still feel like making love?"

"Of course I feel like it buddy!" Chad said and blushed smiling with
pleasure.

Finally Chuck decided to introduce Chad to his new family. On a Sunday,
he invited his friend for lunch. They all had a great liking for that
big, meek boy. Chad was astounded at hearing that they all were lovers.

Late in the afternoon the two boys went to Chuck's room to make love.
Chad, wide eyed, asked his friend: "But you make love with all of them?"

"Yes, but not with Sean."

"I see..." Chad said starting to undress when he saw that Chuck
stripping.

"You don't seem happy with that..." noted Chuck studying his friend's
expression.

"I... I know that... we are not really... real lovers, but..."

"Are you jealous of them?" asked Chuck quite surprised.

"Well, no... besides, I've no right to be jealous. I just didn't know...
you didn't tell me..." the big boy said in a quiet voice.

Chuck caressed his friend intimately. "I like you a lot Chad... You are
special to me. That's why I wanted you to meet them and them to meet
you."

"Yes, I see..." answered the big boy getting aroused by the expert
caresses of his buddy.

But Chuck felt Chad was not really happy with what he just discovered.
He was more and more aroused, so, for the moment, didn't think the
problem but just enjoyed being, for the first time, on a soft,
comfortable bed. They made love at a leisurely pace. This time Chuck
impaled himself sitting astride his friend's groin, facing him so that
they could kiss each other. Chuck rode the hard beautiful rod of his
buddy, relishing the strong, firm piece of meat brushing ceaselessly in
his hot channel. He enjoyed the kisses he exchanged with Chad, who was
now quite good at it.

They both came at the same time, moaning their pleasure. Chuck remained
impaled on the still hard pole and looked with smiling eyes to his
buddy. Chad looked at him, but his eyes were not smiling. He saw a hint
of sadness.

"Chad?"

"Yes?"

"What's up?"

"Nothing."

"You don't seem happy. I can't detect the usual fire in your eyes. The
other times they were shining."

"How can you tell? We were in the woods in the dark."

"I can tell! Don't try to fool me. Now tell me what's up."

"What for?"

"Because you are important to me."

"Important?"

"Sure! Don't you believe me? I'm no liar!"

"I'm not calling you a liar."

For a while they both remained silent, Chuck looking in Chad's eyes, and
the big boy looking to the floor.

Then Chuck, with a gentle voice, asked again, "What's up, buddy?"

"I... I thought that you... were... As I'm... I'm falling in... love."

Chuck was struck. His heart skipped a beat. He took the hand of his
friend and squeezed it gently. For a moment silence fell upon the small
room.

Then Chuck whispered, "I don't think that... I'm all too far from
falling in love with you, Chad. Just... give me some time to understand
what I really feel. I've never thought about love before. Just some time
to reflect. I promise, Chad, I promise I'll be honest with you."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 16

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