Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:04:03 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: Artur and Zhenya - 6

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. If this sort of
thing offends you then what the hell are you doing reading Nifty/Gay. Also
note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are
FICTIONAL. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular area of
the planet to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow minors
access but you knew that anyway.

These are stories of youth and boys and once again they are FICTIONAL. Any
resemblance to anyone living or dead is PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

Another point: I like to write on behalf of the boys but you must realise
if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is me
coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank... that's them.

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ARTUR AND ZHENYA



Part - 6


by


G. Cutterski


Kiev won the match comfortably which we knew they would and Vladimir was
over the moon. I wasn't, he owed me a bj also known as a sucky-suck and my
mum and Anya were back in the flat now so I had no chance.

'Never mind, baby,' he crooned and then grinned at me. 'I'll make it upto
you.' He walked over to the window and looked down at the darkened
playground. 'Quiet out there.'

'Yeah,' I stood behind him and rubbed up against his back feeling my
stiffness press against his soft bottom. 'Mmm...'

'Down, Fido,' he turned around and smiled at me. 'Gotta go. One thing
though...'

'Yeah,' I replied sulkily.

'It's all yours, Arty.' One quick kiss and he was gone saying goodbye to my
mum on the way. Another frustrating night to look forward to, another night
flogging the salami (and I read that somewhere).

I lay in bed thinking about things. I couldn't get lucky enough to get
locked in the sauna. I suppose we could do it up the hill at the bike track
and as a last resort I could always throw myself on Pasha Grigoriev's mercy
but I wanted privacy. I wanted one of those sessions where we could let
ourselves go in perfect safety and just bloody well enjoy the experience. I
was already beginning to think of Vladimir as someone special, not just as
a casual fuck but as a lover and hopefully a long time lover at that. I
must be going soft in my old age.

'I was talking to Vladimir's father earlier,' my dad spoke at supper the
next day and I looked up at him. 'He doesn't like the idea of Vladimir
hanging around the estate for the whole of the school holiday. He doesn't
want him getting into trouble.

Well, that was a bit vague but perhaps Vlad's dad was a bit of a Nervous
Natasha but there were worse places in our dusty green and pleasant land
than Lugansk.

'He's got to hanging around with Alexis, myself and little Van.'

'Yes, I know,' my dad continued. 'No problems there but Mr Kasparov came up
with a bright idea for your little mob if you're interested. He's talking
to Vladimir tonight by the way.

'Yeah?'

'Up at Kirovsk they have a camp site for waterboard workers and their
families. There's six cottages which sound like chalets but they're family
based, two bedrooms, bathroom and whatnot... they sound great. We were
thinking of sticking you two up there for a couple of weeks to cut a long
story short.' My dad smiled. 'What do you think, I know you two haven't
been mates all that long but you'll probably be in the same
class... anyway, Vlad will be over shortly and I'm going down the club with
Boyko and meeting up with Zhenya's dad.

'Another boozy night,' my mum sniffed disapproval. I wasn't listening I
just sat there with a stupid grin on my face, dreams can come true after
all. I couldn't wait to talk to Vlad.

I got my wish five minutes later, there was a ring on the door and my
mother let him in and he came straight to my room.

'Hey, did your dad tell you?' His face was flushed and hair was all over
the place for a change, he was really excited.

'Yeah,' I grabbed him and pulled him down onto the bed, a brief lip to lip
and that was it, I didn't want to get carried away with my mum and sister
in the next room.

'Dad says we can invite the other two, he can get it all for free but we'll
all have to take some money for food.'

'Brilliant. We'll ask them tomorrow,' I laughed. 'God this is
fantastic. Where the hell's Kirovsk?'

'The biggest water purification plant in the Eastern Ukraine,' he looked at
me with surprise. 'Never heard of it... what a yokel.'

'Well, I'm not a water board brat,' I grinned. 'So there's water around?'

'Lots of water, they do yachting on the resevoirs. They've got a nudist
camp there, they got on site shops, they've got the works.'

'Sounds good,' I was carried away with his enthusiasm.

'Good? It's fantastic and we can actually do what we want once we're locked
in.' He wiggled his eyebrows and I remembered that although we'd done
everything together he'd never really got down and dirty with myself and
certainly not with Alexis who he strongly fancied and not Vanko who he had
down as a sex maniac. Fine times ahead and all we had to do was line things
up.

'Round to Alexis' and Vanko's tomorrow and do a hard sell.' I looked at
him. 'How the hell are we getting there?'

'By bus or I'll talk dad into delivering us... he was talking about Monday
lunchtime-ish, what do you reckon?'

'Perfect,' I lay back with what was probably a very smug grin on my
face. All my problems answered, all my dreams coming true in one big
hit... Monday could be the night, all I had to do was to get through the
weekend.

Well, as I'd anticipated the weekend went on for ever and I think at the
end of it my mum and dad would be glad to see the back of both Vlad and
myself. We were in and out of each others flat's and we even managed to get
permission for Alexis and Vanko to come with us. I think all the parents
and the mums in particular were pretty well pleased to see the departure of
their sons and heirs.

The trip took around four hours and we got there for around four in the
afternoon, it was a drizzly day but that didn't put us off and Vlad's dad
showed us around before even unpacking the car. The shop was open but we
just got the basics to get us going as we had bagloads of goodies from the
respective mothers. The shop manager was the site boss and after Mr
Kasparov identified himself and us the guy seemed keen enough to please. He
presented us with two sets of keys as that was all he had but promised to
keep an eye on us and an eye out for us. Mr Kasparov told us that we
couldn't truck girls in for overnighters which we found slightly amusing
what with our inclinations and the only girls we'd seen had been around ten
or eleven or so. There were a few boys around but they didn't pay us much
heed and they seemed to be much younger probably from the other families.

Our cottage/chalet wasn't too far from a large lake which I found was in
fact a resevoir and there was a big waterworks on the other side but it was
a large lake and I mean large enough to have boats on it and a small
boatyard. All this and no adults. We made Mr Kasparov tea and in the end he
left us to it. We had his phone number and he promised to come over with as
many parents as he could muster the following Saturday for a social visit
which I suspected would be a bit of an inspection but never mind at last we
were on our own. Our own little log cabin in the woods, complete with all
the conveniences including a shower although there was a traditional sauna
alongside the shop.

Both Vanko and Vlad had bought their radios and Alexis had a CD player so
we just relaxed with a few lagers. Surprised? Well, Mr Kasparov had told
the shopkeeper, the site manager that he could sell us alcohol but not more
than two cans each per day... that was fair enough, just enough to get a
giggle and a feel good going but not enough to get sploshed or too
silly. Our first evening was nice, nice and relaxing and we cuddled up by
the fire when it got chilly in our pairs. Alexis and Vanko nearly raping
each other and Vlad and I just snogging and cuddling. We didn't have a lot
of bedding but we had blankets, duvets and pillows, enough to get
comfortable and we'd provide our own heat.

'Get a room you two,' Vlad stared at the other two as Vanko was well and
truly inside Alexis' shorts and I could even glimpse a brown skinned
erection slick with spittle, Vanko had started early.

'Get a room youself,' Vanko shot back. God, that kid was so swift on the
sparkling repartee front it wasn't true.

'Sounds good,' Vlad kissed the top of my head as I lay with my face on his
bare chest. 'What say you, Artur my man?'

'Sounds good to me as well,' I agreed and that was it. We all tottered to
our feet and it was security time. We locked both doors and switched off
the lights just leaving ourselves with two little oil lamps one for each
room, very romantic and it was a night for romance. The other two said
goodnight and were away clearly keen to get on with things. We took it a
bit slower, this was the first time for us and it was what we'd both been
waiting for. Privacy and safety on a bed and in a room in a cabin in the
middle of nowhere. So perfect it was perfecto.

'Here we are,' Vlad stood by the bed and looked at me. It was limp but you
had to start somewhere. We undressed awkwardly with a slight sense of
embarassment but once we were both naked and had studied each other across
the width of the big bed we met in the middle and that was it. 'Can I say
something really stupid.'

'It'll make a change,' I giggled.

'I think I love you.'

'Mmmm...' I nuzzled his neck. 'Let's try and get rid of that think word.'
I bore him back onto the bed and lay ontop of him eyeball to eyeball with
my erection between his clamped legs and slowly dry humped feeling his
warmth and his rough hands slowly running up and down my back clasping my
bottom and squeezing the soft muscles. I was so relaxed and so happy. He
grinned and his tongue snaked into my mouth as we slowly rolled over so
that we were on our sides facing each other and then he was on top.

His legs parted and he moved into a crouch above me and sucked on my tits
as I played with his long mop but he was going down my body. I knew exactly
what he was going to do and he'd just beaten me to the punch. He kissed
down my body until he arrived at my jerking erection and then gently took
it into his mouth but I was a mind reader. This was only part of his game
and I lay back and let him play, he knew exactly what he was doing and he
was nice and gentle with it. No frantic fuck this one, this one could last
all night and if it did... Great.

He didn't stay on my hardness too long, he moved onto my scrotum taking the
loose skin in his teeth gently nipping and then sucked on each gonad in
turn as they tightened up in their sac. Making me cum wasn't on his
shopping list though... making love to me was. I lifted my legs taking my
knees down to my chest and he went in. His tongue tasted my hole and then
reasssured he gave long and sloppy cow licks and probed with the point of
his tongue until I was nice and slippery. Well, perhaps soggy is a better
word but he was back on my nuts again which were uptight. He briefly kissed
my dick and shuffled up alongside me with his jerking cock swaying above my
chest. I held if savouring the warmth and the absoluted hardness.

'Make it nice and slippery,' he whispered and moved in closer.

'Yeah,' I croaked and took his bulging and now dribbling stiffness into my
mouth sucking off his slime and annointing it liberally with my spittle. I
moved the loose foreskin to and fro on the hard inner shaft and licked it
again. 'Go on, Vlad... the Impaler.'

'Right,' he shuffled down again and moved in once more. A little kiss and
suck on my own now dribbling stiffness, a lick on my tightly shrunken
scrotum and the final cowlicks on my pucker and he was ready.

It was so easy.

His swollen glans pressed against me and I opened up to admit his hot meat
with a pleased sigh. No pain, no ache, just the satisfaction of his teenage
cock slipping into my tautly stretched bum. I was happy and so was he as he
smiled down at me and pressed in. No fucking his way in just a steady
pressure and his head dropped and our lips met. He was in totally and I
squeezed myself on his heat and he groaned his pleasure before kissing
me. His long hair fell forward and I gave a gentle puff as I felt him move
within me. He wasn't in a hurry as he slowly and carefully slid right out
until only his glans was in me and then slipped right back in.

'Aaaaah... Vlad, you monster.'

'Arty... you darling,' he countered and started to move faster. I knew he
couldn't hold off but the second time around would last longer and there
would be a second time, I could see it in his eyes. We fucked on and my
legs pressed on his back making it harder for him to move but joining us as
one as we shagged the night away. I was so comfortable with him, I'm not
saying he was small as he wasn't. He just fitted, sounds bloody stupid but
it was as if he was meant for me, we were built for each other, so similar
in so many ways and we made boy love well. As he moved faster and the sound
of wet or sweaty flesh slapping together began to be heard he groaned and
kissed me furiously right until the end when I felt his cock seem to swell
and then the final glorious throbbing and pumping as his organ jerked and
squirted his juice deep into my belly. I actually felt his hot creamy white
spunk splash into me at least three times and then he worked his last
squirt in deep and hard.

I was wet and soggy, he'd had his fill. I felt him slip from me and my legs
slipped down his sweaty back as we rolled onto our sides both shagged in a
nutshell.

'Good for you?' I asked.

'Bloody brilliant, Sweetbuns,' he grinned tiredly. 'We do go together don't
we?'

'We certainly do, Spunky Boy.'

'Flattery will get you everywhere,' he giggled.

'Will it get us some peace and quiet?' Vanko's boyish treble came through
the thin wall. I heard Alexis shush him.

'Fuck off,' we answered as one.

'We'll both take his tight little arse tomorrow,' I promised Vlad.

'Goody,' he grinned and clambered onto me with his sticky and slimy
softness nestling on my raging hardness. 'Try this lover boy.'

'What?' I looked at his squashed penis travelling up my chest. Love or not,
no way was I sucking that, I knew where it had just been.

'Don't worry,' he giggled and moved up a bit more, I could feel his soft
bottom now resting on my erection and he wriggled himself on it. 'Hold it
upright,' he ordered and moved forward a bit more releasing my cock which
gave a healthy twitch. I realised what he was upto as he lifted himself and
he positioned himself directly above me. I grasped my hardon and held it
upright. With a frown of concentration he lowered himself and rubbed his
sweat covered ring on my oozing head. With his mouth open and his forehead
wrinkled with the effort he neatly took me in slowly and deftly. It was
brilliant, he was an expert and I wondered how many times he'd done it
before but quickly banished the thought. 'Jeez, that hurts,' I saw a tear
at the corner of his eye and held his hips supporting his weight as he
slowly squatted taking in my full length and settled his soft bottom on my
groin. 'Jeez,' he said again and expelled air in a long sigh. 'Dunno what
made me do that,' he looked down at me with his tearful
eyes. 'Quick... roll.'

He fell on his side and I stayed with him still buried to my hilt and
rolled on top as he rolled again. Now it was my turn, I wriggled inside him
and slowly began to fuck his gloriously tight arse. The heat and
constriction was incredible as I moved in and out and he clenched his
muscular bottom on me. 'Thass better,' he slurred.

'You must have practiced that one,' I commented but regreted what I'd said
as soon as the words left my mouth.

'You bastard,' he snarled at me clamping his legs on my back. 'You're the
first one ever to have this boy's bum. And you better fuckin' well believe
it.'

'Sorry, sorry,' I said soothingly and shut him up with a gum numbing
kiss. 'I''m sorry,' I breathed into his mouth.

'I should think so,' he suddenly smiled. 'It's true you know,' he went on
conversationally as I moved in and out. 'I knew you and I would do this as
soon as you came down to the car when we moved in. I thought - that's my
first fuck.'

'Good,' I settled down for a nice slow one, he'd done me slowly and I was
intent on returning the compliment.

''This feels so weird...' His voice tailed off and he grinned at me. 'Go
for it, Tiger.'

It was good sex, I slid in and out of his tight warmth and clinging flesh,
I was sooooo hard and I had that itch. In the end I just exploded (not
literally you understand) but sexually. God knows how much cum I put in him
but the sweaty slapping of our bodies meeting turned into a squelchy
mess. I flopped on him exhaused and he closed his eyes stroking my hair. In
the afterglow I felt my flaccid penis slip free and thanked the God of
Teenies we'd thought to put a couple of towels on the bed.

'That was good,' I kissed his sweet nose.

'Good? It was fucking brilliant... and it didn't even hurt.'

'It's not supposed to,' I grinned. I shook my head and sweat flew
everywhere. 'It's so bloody hot.'

'Let's go for a swim.'

'It's gone midnight,' I just managed to see the hands on my watch. 'I
wonder though...'

'Come on,' he slid from under me and grabbed a towel. 'Everyone's asleep.'

'Small chance and no bloody chance,' Vanko's voice came from the next
room. That kid was probably laying there with his ear to the wall. I put my
finger to my lips and jerked my head, Vlad and I crept from the room into
the living room. It was a dam sight cooler out here and looking from the
window we could see night frost on the ground.

'Sod it,' Vlad decided the issue. We might have been roughy toughy
Ukrainian boys but we weren't masochists. We snuggled down on the old sofa
with the damp towels over us, the fire was still barely alight but the
dying embers cast a certain warmth and we snuggled, snoogled or
whatever. We were tacky and sticky but that was fine, we just squirmed
together like a pairs of young lovers do and lay contented in our oneness.

I awoke to a sound and it took me a few minutes to realise it was rain on
the roof and in the distance thunder. We were still in a tangle lover boy
and myself but now we had a couple of blankets over us and the fire was
crackling.

'Wassup?' I peered out to be met by Vanko's manic grin, that kid was far
too cheeful for this time of day.

'We've got no milk,' he bleated at me. Great way to start the day. I
slipped from the couch being careful not to disturb Vlad who was snoring
away and covered him up again.

'Good night?' Vanko grinned.

'Apart from the noisy neighbours,' I laughed. 'You and Alex?'

'Great,' he giggled. 'He done me three times.' He sounded so proud and I
burst out laughing probably hurting his feelings but he was unbreakable our
Vanko. 'What about the milk?' He had a one track mind as well I've got to
add.

'Mmmm...' I looked through the heavy curtains and it was raining steadily
with one of those grey skies that tells you that you have a long and
probably boring day ahead. 'Someone'll have to shoot over the shop, it
should be open by now.'

'I can see the light on,' Vanko informed from the other window.

'Away you go then.'

'Bollocks. I'm not going out in that.'

'Yeah, go on,' I wheedled. 'Ask him if he's got any videos to rent as
well.' By this time I was fiddling around with the clapped out telvision
which had a rather rough old VCR plugged in and sitting underneath it. Much
to my surprise it came on and it was a couple of talking heads up in Kiev
chatting about the economy. Fantastic, just what we wanted.

'Kid's stuff on the other side,' Vanko said. 'Mr Kopencho and the Puffins.'

'Shut up you tart,' I laughed. 'Come on,' I grabbed a big black bin liner
from the side and tore a hole in the bottom and wriggled into it, Vanko had
to tear holes in the sides for my arms and I was ready. 'You coming?'

'Alright,' Vanko laughed as I knew he would. Do something silly and kids
like Vanko are right behind you that's why they make such great
soldiers. He'd follow me to hell and back for a double litre of milk and
the chance of a horror movie. You see, I knew his little dirty secret. He
liked all the western crap like Freddy Kruger and that lot only his mum
wouldn't let him watch them. I struggled into my shorts and clutching some
money we headed out into the deluge bare footed and bare headed as well.

The guy in the little store was watching us blunder through the mud and was
nearly in hysterics but I didn't mind, it's nice to provide a pantomime for
the locals. He served us our milk and then disappointed us by telling us
that he didn't rent videos. The good news was that his son had a load and
he called the boy down from somewhere upstairs. The boy and he was around
my age I suspect seemed amiable enough and invited us upto his room, I was
getting to like this place already. We stood there dripping in our black
sacks and the kid shoved two horror and a war movie into a sack.

'I haven't seen the war thing yet but it's supposed to be good. Yanks of
course... Russian dubbing.'

'Great,' I looked at him. He was fair, as probably around my age but bigger
and meatier, he was nice, he had a pleasant face and wan't afraid to smile
and then inspiration struck. 'Why don't you come over a bit later and sit
in with us and we can do the war film together. We're not going anywhere in
this weather.'

'Yeah, fine,' he looked delighted. 'Yaroslav, they call me Yaro.'

'I'm Artur and this is Vanko.' We all shook hands like right little
gentlemen. 'Couple of hours, around ten, Yaro?'

'I'll be there,' he ushered us out probably a bit taken aback by Vanko's
obvious admiration. That boy was such a horny goat, I expect he was
thinking how to get into Yaroslav's trousers already but the thought had
flitted across my mind as well to be honest.

We rushed back in the steady rain after thanking the store keeper who
seemed a damn sight more plesant than the previous day. His wife poked he
head out of the kitchen and did the broody hen bit with Vanko which
irritated him immediately. I rescued him from her mothering telling her he
got all moody if he missed his Mr Kopencho and the Puffins.

'That was a nice thing to say,' he grumbled after me as we scooted back to
our little hovel in the woods.

'It's true. Anyway, you just lust after her son,' I shot back.

'Don't.'

'Do.'

'Don't.'

'Bloody well do.'

'Alright then,' he laughed as we tumbled through the door to find Alexis
frying something on the little cooker and Vlad splashing about and singing
out of tune in the shower.

After that it was chaos, a shambles of a breakfast some undercooked and
some overcooked but we were happy. We had ourselves and we even had a
guest, the day could turn into a disaster or a laugh. Who knew and on the
bottom line who bloody well cared. We had each other and at the end of the
day we could always have an orgy... look on the bright side, that's me.

We had a prerun on each of the tapes and they all worked and were good
copy. The dubbing wasn't that bad and it's always a bit amusing to watch
lips going one way and voices coming the other.

'What's he like this kid, Yaroslav?' Vlad asked me as we munched our way
through something that tasted like ice age buffalo they dig out now of the
permafrost up north.

'Yaro, Yaro,' Vanko squealed. 'His name's Yaro.'

'Don't get your knickers in a twist,' Vlad grinned.

'Short, fair and hansdome like me,' I interrupted. 'Alex is yesterday's
man, Van's moving on,' I added stirring the pot a little.

'Thank God for that. I can come in with you,' Alex laughed. 'Little dick
wore me out last night.'

'You didn't complain,' Vanko scowled. 'Anyway, Yaro's nice.'

'A country boy, he's probably as straight as a ruler.' I looked at
Vanko. 'Be careful what you say to him.'

Before the arrival of our mid morning guest we had a tidy up clearing away
the breakfast debris and aired the bedroom in spite of the downpour. By ten
o'clock we were ready and had the kettle on the go.

'Here he comes,' Vanko was naturally enough at the window and sprang to the
door.

Yaroslav came into the cabin collapsing a huge beach umberella which he
stuck in the corner. 'Hi campers,' he grinned as I introduced him to Alex
and my lover boy, Vladimir. 'How you settling in, any problems?'

'No just a noisy little boy which isn't your fault,' Vlad grinned.

'Don't go on,' Vanko snapped. 'I might remark on the noise you were making
last night,' he gave Vlad a nasty smile which sort of ended the
conversation. Fortunately Yaroslav just looked a little puzzled probably
putting it down to cabin fever. 'Tea, Yarry?' God, that kid was the
end. Yarry? He'd only known the boy three or four minutes.

'Er, yeah, thanks,' I think Yaroslav was a bit unsure of Vanko, he kept on
looking at him like he was an escapee from a zoo or maybe an asylum.

We got sorted out in the end, it was now nice and warm and the rain seemed
to be set in for the day. Yaroslav was happy to let us watch a horror
before his war film and he sat on the sofa with Alexis on one side and
Vanko on the other, myself and Vlad made do with an old two seater thing
that was well past it's sell by date, in fact, it looked like it had been
rescued from a rubbish tip but it was comfortable enough and we stationed
ourself slightly to the rear of the other three. We could watch points but
they couldn't see us unless they craned their head around.

The first one up was a Chucky film and we spent the next hour and a half
taking the piss out of the film and out of Vanko who was huddled between
the two bigger lads acting like a little girl, peeping through his fingers
and it was an act. Vlad pointed out to me that everytime Vanko went into a
little huddle and did his silly bit it was against Yaro and not
Alexis. Alexis didn't seem to mind at all, he'd probably had enough of the
sex starved loon during the night. The biggest surprise was that our guest
was thawing rapidly, he was muttering away and laughing with Vanko and even
had his arm around him at one stage. Vanko was smarter than he looked. I
wasn't quite sure who was the fisherman and who was the fish but Vlad and I
spent more time watching them than the damn film.

'You wouldn't dare,' Vano squealed towards the end of the film, as the
mayhem really got going. He shuffled over and clung to Alexis playing the
little virgin maybe, who knows?

'I give up.' Yaroslav laughed.

'Whassup?' Vlad asked and removed his arm from around my neck.

'Yaroslav just threatened to take Vanko outside and tan his bottom if he
didn't stop buggering around,' Alexis grinned pushing the little nuiscance
clear and back onto Yaro.

'Bit wet out there,' Vlad commented dryly. 'There's a bedroom sitting there
doing nothing.' That was it, an opportunity offered? A challenge issued?
Whatever it was it was a opening, it was down to Yaroslav and Vanko, moreso
Yaroslav he was the guest, the new boy, if he led Vanko would follow.

'You want a spanking?'  Yaroslav suddenly reached out and grabbed
Vanko. 'You wanna slapped botty,' he bent the kid over his knees and gave a
couple of healf hearted slaps whilst Vlad, myself and Alexis egged him on.

'You're hard,' Vanko squirmed and giggled. 'Yarry's got a stiffy,' he
crowed at the top of his voice.

'Shurrup,' Yarolslav bllushing red.

'Just take him away and give him a good seeing to,' Vlad spoke wearily as
if it were of no consequence. 'The films getting to a good bit.' Alexis had
put the film on pause but no matter the action in the room was more
interesting. Would they? Wouldn't they?

'No guts,' Vanko shrilled. 'Ouch... that hurt,' he squealed as this time
Yaroslav gave him a really hard slap on the back of his shorts.

'Take him,' Alex jerked his head at the bedroom and that was it. Our guest
got to his feet beet faced and hastily grabbed the grinning Vanko and
dragged him off to the bedroom. Needless to say we were all over in a flash
glued to the door trying to hear what was going on. There was silence with
no sound of slapping and then a giggle and the sound of the door being
latched.

'Let's watch the end of Chucky,' Vlad looked at me. 'And then we can have a
lie down, maybe entertain Alexis.'

'Sounds good to me,' Alexis laughed and we all sat down again only this
time on the sofa just cleared by the other pair. Alexis was in the middle
obviously... well, he had the remote.

'We saw the gory and bloodcurding end of Chucky. The other horror was
Nightwatch which was a Russian film but we had a decision to make. We had a
mumbled chat and Vladimir was elected spokesman, after all he was our Hut
Leader.

He walked over and gave a gentle knock on the door. 'We're going to have a
lie down for a couple of hours... you OK with that?'

We could hear Vanko's giggle and Yaro must have said something then he
called out: 'OK.' followed by Vanko telling us not to make a noise. That
kid was not lacking in courage I'll give him that but he was a marked man
for later on that night. We could use him and abuse him but he'd like it
too much. Anyway, we banked the fire up and put the guard around it. Then
and only then we went to our bedroom. I knew what Vlad really wanted and I
was happy if he was happy. Pretty trite I know but I'd have seconds, Alexis
needless to say would be in the middle or on the bottom.

We got undressed in silence and snuggled under the bedding as it was a lot
chillier in the bedoom, Alexis was in the middle and we paleskins huddled
in on him until we all warmed up a bit. There were murmurings from next
door and we were all pretty curious but doubtless Vanko would give us a
blow by blow account later. It was good to know Yaroslav was 'one of us'
and who knew what mates he might have, leastways he was a source of videos.

'Mmmm...' Alexis rubbed up against me and we snoogled away, Vlad was on
Alex's back and I saw his hand go for the suntan lotion we had brought with
us. Vlad knew what he wanted and was going for it. I kissed my way down
Alex's brown body heading for his jerking stiffness, I'd look after that
whilst Vlad did his impaling bit. 'Ooooh.' Alex flinched. 'I think your
boyfriend is about to get dirty,' he whispered ruffling my hair.

'Me next,' I took him into my mouth and he relaxed, he was under attack on
both fronts and seemed happy enough with that even when he tensed up to
accept Vlad's hot cock.

'Now this is what you call a holiday,' he whispered slowly moving in my
mouth as Vlad started.

'From the front, from the front.' We heard Vanko's squeaky voice from next
door but ignored him. All the same, Yaroslav had been added to the shopping
list just above a couple of melons.

 Alexis was nice and firm and slippery so I didn't expect him to last too
long but yet again the inspiration bug struck. I let him go against his
protestations and turned around shuffling up until his slippery cock
slipped between my cheeks. He soon got the idea and even as Vlad shafted
him he managed to hold his erection steady enough for me to push back onto
it with all the moaning and groaning that goes with penetrating and in my
case being penetrated. We had a nice threesome going Vlad was hammering
Alexis' sweet bottom and Alex was in me.

The chill had gone now, we were all sweaty and as snug as a bug in a rug as
the kids say. It was nice and the noise now coming from next door was
spurring us on. Funnily enough Alex was the first to cum and I felt his
pumping and hot jets squirt into my bottom as he flathanded my belly
holding me in tightly and then I heard Vlad give a very girly squeal as he
clearly shot his bolt into Alex. We all lay there slowly moving in and out
on our messes until we repositioned, Vlad withdrew and watched as I dragged
the glazed eyed Alexis onto his knees in a crouch and rammed in sloppily
and started to shag his beautiful brown bum. It wasn't as brown as the rest
of him but beautiful all the same. I hung onto his hips and wetly slapped
home time and time again until I felt my own load of messy boy juice squirt
into his flooded hole. After that it was the big collapse. We just lay
there in our sweat, mess and stink until there was a gentle tap on the
door.

It was Yaroslav and he had my towel around his waist, he looked a damn
sight better half naked than clothed, I'll give him that.

'Hi,' he looked a bit nervous but when he saw the three of us sprawled in
the bunched up bedding he grinned. 'Vanko still has a need,' he said
straightfaced and burst out laughing. 'Your bloody faces... whatta load of
pervs.'

'And you?' Alexis challenged him.

'Back in half an hour,' Vlad grinned at me and then getting to his feet
shot out of the door giving Yaro a grope through his towel on the way.

'Mmmm...' Yaro sat on the bed. 'Fancy some tea?'

'Answer me a question?' I loked at him steadily. 'You a joiner or a
spoiler?'

'Er, I dunno,' He looked puzzled for a moment. 'A joiner I reckon.'

'Good, the tea can wait.' Myself and Alexis leapt on him, the party wasn't
over yet.

Just to disappoint we didn't do anything apart from explore each other's
bodies and roll around enjoying the sensation of slippery bodies on each
other, we got to varying stages of hardness but we were boys and not
superboys. The noise from the next room died after a while and some time
after that Vlad and Vanko peered around the door and joined us on the
bed. It was good fun but it wasn't sex, five on a bed and all naked on an
rainy and dismal Ukrainian afternoon. And we were hungry, there's one thing
more important than sex and that is FOOD, well, it is for boys. We'd
brought a big pan of lamb stew with us in our chiller believe it or not and
decided to risk it, what's a few bacteria amongst friends, the worse that
could happen was food poisoning and we were toughies not soft pampered
Westeners. Mind you with that small cooker it could take all day boiling up
and we'd need to demolish it in one sitting. Eating from the pot seemed
campyfied and would save washing up. The cottage as they called it was
little more than the chalets down on the coast. It was rough and ready to
be polite and everything was small scale, small cooker, small fridge and it
was a blessing that we had electricity and plumbing. We liked it, we had
our freedom from the mums and dads and that was the main thing. But we
would have it spick and span and be on parade for the Saturday visit that
was cast in stone. We'd even have Vanko spit and polished.

Yaroslav was nice by the way, Alex said he was a cross between Vanko and
myself when we chatted later on. He was really laid back and had loads of
friends. He knew some Czech kids who he guaranteed were game for a game and
a couple of English boys who were game for a laugh but he didn't know about
the rest of it as he said but they didn't speak either Ukrainian or
Russian. Our ears pricked up, we all learn English at school and if we came
out like Arny Schwarty that's because we wanted to. Poor ol' Vanko only had
'the cat sat on the mat' and a few other classics but we could translate
for him as if his body language wasn't enough.

In the end we never did get to see Nightwatch although we did sit through
Yaro's war film later in the day. He had to go home around four but
promised to come over later with an early Harry Potter which was a copy and
dubbed but he reckoned it was the bees knees. Vlad asked him if he could
get a sleepover pass and he said he'd ask so we left it at that.

'So, what's he like, Van?' We tackled our smallest member as soon as
Yaroslav had gone home.

''You had him,' Vanko looked puzzled. 'When Vlad came into see me.'

'We didn't do anything, we were too shagged,' Alex grudgingly admitted. 'We
just stooged around.'

'Um,' Vanko looked like he didn't believe us. 'Well, he likes to shag and
he let me do him... is that what you wanted to know?' He laughed at our
expressions. 'True, he goes both ways, big dick though.'

'It didn't look all that big to me,' I commented.

'It is when it's inside you,' Vanko laughed and there's no answer to that
one.

The rain just would not stop althoug the forecast on our little radio said
that it would cease overnight and that the following day would be nice and
sunny although not as hot as previously. That was fine by us, a day
confined was nice enough in a sexy type way but we had all night for
that. We wanted to get out and explore, the news of Czech boys and English
boys on the same site had us excited to say the least. By the time our stew
warmed up it was late afternoon and we had stacks of crusty bread left from
the previous day, we had a loaf of black bread and that doesn't go mouldy,
it just sets like a rock and is dead handy for bashing little twerps on the
head as Vanko found out at one stage. Eventually we all gathered around the
hot pot like a quartet of vultures and dipped in, big spoons and bread,
that was good enough for us. We had showered and cleaned up a bit so when
Yaroslav rolled up with another four videos we were prepared. He was
dressed down for the occasion, just shorts and a jumper as it was cold
outside. He still had his big umbrella and gave us the weather report which
we'd already got.

'I can sleep over by the way,' he announced when we set him up with one of
yesterday's cans. 'Dad's still in the store if you want any more,' he
hinted so we sent Vanko with some money, well, it had to be Vanko didn't
it. Minutes later we had our eight can allowance which was fine as Vanko
had now decided he didn't like beer at all and good for him, I wasn't too
taken with the stuff myself although Vlad, Alex and now Yaroslav swilled
theirs like troopers just out of barracks.

Yaro had brought the second Harry Potter over, the one with the flying car
in it and we settled down to that. It was all an experiece for Vanko as he
hadn't seen any Potters and he hadn't come across any translated books, a
bit odd as the Potter Clan were very popular with the youngsters and some
of the older kids. I could take them or leave them but after the first film
I did have a bit of a crush on the ginger one, Ron. He was beautiful, not
as much as Vlad but beautiful in an English sort of way I suppose not that
I knew any English boys.

'How many of these English kids are there?' I asked Yarolslav.

'Two brothers, two blonds around fourteen and twelve I'd guess.'

'Mmmm...' Vanko had a little titter to himself.

'I'll take you over tomorrow and meet them as long as you can talk
reasonable English.'

'Good day... do you shag,' I said in English.

'Perfect,' he laughed. 'You're supposed to say: Hello, are you a
homosexual?'

'I'll remember that,' I tried to memorise it and hoped he wasn't setting me
up.

The bedroom split was amicable enough in the end. Vlad and I claimed
Yaroslav and Alexis finished up with Vanko again but he was happy
enough. Yaroslav had been giving Alexis the eye so they'd mate sooner or
later, it was a holiday after all and you know what they say about
shipboard romances, well the same works for holiday cottages. Anyway when
you have a new boy with a link to others and his hands on a pile of
prospective boyflesh you had to let him sample the goodies as he
wished. Realpolitik they used to call it.

Vanko was delighted with the Harry Potter film and I suspected we were
going to get a bit bored with Hogwarts before the holiday was over. He'd
probably try falling off his bike trying for a scar on his forehead, mind
you, it he kept it up he'd be getting that although it might get carved
with a kitchen knife. At the end of it we ran through yet one more film and
took the time to get showered, the film was so memorable I forget what it
was called, the highlight for me was cramming into the small shower with my
boy friend, Vlad.

'I thought it was rather neat the way you claimed Yaro tonight.'

'Hut Leader's priviledge,' he laughed. 'Gotta have some perks for looking
after you lot.'

'Butch,' I laughed and soaped his shoulders down to his waist and beyond.

'Nice,' he squirmed in my hands and then spun around displaying his lovely
cock not at full stretch but fully extended and crying out for
attention. That's exactly what it got as I wrapped my soapy hand around if
and slowly moved it until it was fully hard and he pulled me in tightly
feeding himself betweem my legs. I clamped on his hot cock and grasped his
soapy bottom as he slowly moved to and fro.

'Hurry up,' Vanko called in the door. That boy's life expectancy was
dropping to a new low.

'Come on, let's rinse off,' Vlad grinned ruefully. 'We have to entertain
the tasty Yaroslav tonight don't forget.'

'True.'

We setttled down and finished our beer off then Alexis and Vanko wandered
off to their room, the time was on us. Both of us were still in our towels
and Yaro in his shorts, Vlad was drying his long hair with his little blow
dryer and we watched, it had begun to fascinate me how long Vlad took
grooming his hair, he took forever and in the end I got the hump, it seemed
he was deliberately prolonging the agony.

I looked at Yaroslav and he gave me a slight nod.

'We'll go and settle in, see you in a bit?' I got to my feet and jerked my
head at Yaro.

''That Vlad's your boyfriend, right?' He spoke as I closed the bedroom
door.

'Yeah, my Number One boy,' I agreed and catching him by the hips pulled him
into myself. He was bigger than I was but I was past caring, Vlad would be
joining us in a moment. Yaro didn't understand the hair thing.

'He doesn't mind about this then?'

'Why should he, we're both randy boys, we're honest with each other. Share
and share alike sorta thing.'

'Refreshing point of view,' Yaro grinned and slipping his hands down my
back managed to free my towel which dropped to the floor. 'He does mess
around with his hair a bit.'

'I know,' I chuckled dragging him onto the bed and unzipping his
shorts. 'Gives us time to get started.'



			    The soap continues.


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