Date: Sun, 13 May 2018 18:14:41 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: Gleb's Fucking Bush ? Part 2 Gleb's Fucking Bush -- Part 2 Gleb's Full Bush This story contains scenes of a very mild sexual nature and if you are not allowed to read it please don't. If you are not old enough please don't. If by reading this you are breaking any laws in your country, then please don't read any further. If however you do, you can legally and want to, then read on and enjoy the story. Please DO NOT make copies, or post this. Sometimes our boys use very bad language, so if you don't like it, don't read! Please remember I am not a native speaker of English. Please send nice comments if you can. "Let's leave them together," Pasha whispered to Oleg. "There is a little room off the swimming pool: we can go there." The two got up from the sofa and went silently out of the banya. The pool was just opposite in the same corridor. It had been drained of water for the holidays but the changing rooms were in normal condition. "You're so gay," Pasha, Oleg said, as he felt the boys hand all over his arse as they walked. "It's not gay to touch your friend's bottom, is it?" Pasha replied. "No, I suppose not; but in England it would be, and when you do it, I know what you want!" Oleg teased. "Looks as if you want it too, Pasha replied, referring to the rising of Oleg's member which was swelling strongly. "Okay, it speaks for itself, but no fucking and no kissing!" Oleg replied as they entered the little room. "Can't I even press my dick against your beautiful bottom?" Pasha asked. "Yes, that, and you can wank me and suck me if you want. That would be sexy for me," Oleg replied with a grin. "Just because you fucked your first girl in England and are no longer a virgin, you think you don't need us now," Pasha replied, sadly. "You'll soon change your mind when you have been here for six weeks without girls," he joked. "Go on, Pasha: I am only joking," Oleg replied, his erection firing his desire for action. "See the skin's all back already, and the knob's half out," he continued. "What am I to do with it? Don't you like it? It's smooth all over." We should remember that although nearly eighteen, Pasha is extremely boyish except for his impressive equipment, and just a little taller than the small 14-year-old choirboy. "You have a beautifully athletic chest, and what a nice fleshy arse!" Pasha said, beginning to feel the boy all over and along his back and then gripping th buttocks strongly as the two embraced. As Pasha was fixated with bottoms, he turned his friend round and embraced him from behind, his erect penis pressing strongly into the crack between the buttocks, his pubes rubbing against Oleg's bottom. "Go on, you gay bastard: get the knob out and start wanking," Oleg commanded, pressing strongly back against Pasha. Pasha made the suggestion that they should sit in the comfortable chair with Oleg on his knee so that the erection was between the buttocks, and giving Pasha a nice opportunity to wank his friend. "Fucking Puberty! What an arse!" Pasha exclaimed as Oleg sat firmly on Pasha's swelled penis.. "Go on, keep wanking, and you can kill my neck and cheeks if you really want" Oleg gasped as he felt Pasha's erection between his buttocks and his friend's hand massaging his pubic region. "Come on, my smooth friend: let's make you spunk!" he continued, kissing Oleg and then taking hold of the fat penis and beginning his ministrations. First he took the skin slowly back over the fat knob and then back again, slowly at first and then with more vigour. He penis was almost lifting his friend from his lap as he he played with the large and shapely balls. Unfortunately, Pasha is a very quick spunker and very copious, which has caused him problems in the past when he had ejaculated in the metro whilst pressing against cute Kadents' bottoms. His emissions cause a terrible mess, and he soon announced he was to cum. "Fuck, Pasha, so soon!" Oleg said. "I'm not there yet. You better suck me off after you have spunked; and I don't want it up my arse, so, let's stand up." No sooner had the boy detached himself from his friend than Pasha blashed onto the floor in his usual copious way. Not strong blasts, but a stream of spunk emitting form his penis like milk from a cow, only thicker! "Wow, Pasha; I've never seen anyone spunk like you! There is enough there to father a Russian regiment! Just think of all the sons you could have if you weren't blue!" Pasha soon cleaned up and didn't forget his promise to finish off his friend, who was fired up to the height of excitement, as Pasha took the member into his mouth, getting his tongue right between the loose foreskin and the haft of the penis, causing the most pleasurable sensations greater than the boy had experience with his English girl.. "Fuck, Pashka, FUCK: I want it up a cunt. Next time I'm going to fuck you. Don't stop: I'm coming!" Oleg cried, three strong blasts of spunk rising and firing like a canon into Pasha's mouth. "Wasn't that better than that stupid girl you had in England? Much more professional and pleasurable and much safer!" "Maybe, maybe!" Oleg replied, wiping his penis and then giving his friend a kiss on both cheeks. "That's the only kiss you'll get from me: I'm not gay, you know!" he smiled. "come on, let's see if the other two are ready for the banya." Moscow May 2017 The new quarter at the school had begun and continued very well with many concerts. `Little' Dima, now 18 had fully retired as visiting soloist as his long-preserved voice had eventually failed, Both Kirill and Gena had also left the school. Gleb and Oleg were now enjoying a great a success as soloists, as had Artem, Pasha and Dima before them. "Well, Gleb, , I hope you and Oleg will still have your voices in September when the school recommences," Dmitry, the director said to both boys after congratulating them on their fine singing. "We hope so, Dimitry Petrovich," they both replied. "There is no sign of discomfort in our voices yet, although my speaking voice has dropped a little this quarter." "Yes, I noticed that, but it s not necessarily a bad sign if you keep up the technique in the summer," Dimitry replied. "We have several fine soloists now, although most as old or even older than you two so we need to train new boys". "Yes, Ilya is my age exactly," Gleb said, "but smaller. Sasha is still thirteen and excellent now. And Vanya is nearly fifteen but looks still very young." "Don't worry: no-one will replace you two as long as you retain your voices," Dima assured them. "I only sent Gena to England with you because I thought it would be his last chance!" "Our friend James is coming back tomorrow," the Director then reminded them. "You two may go and meet him at the station, if you wish." "Wow, yes: how could we forget," Gleb replied, not without some excitement. Since his experience with James, Geb has been very serious and controlled, mainly because there were no girls to distract him and he has been so busy singing, but also because James was not there to tempt him! "Did I see a stirring in your trousers when Dima mentioned James?" Oleg asked his friend. As always, Gleb blushed. "Trust you to be looking," Gleb joked back, pulling up his sleek black uniform trousers as they walked together, causing his knob to be strongly outlined in the material. They were getting a little too small to contain his equipment, although had been new in January. In height, Gleb had grown just a little more but was the tallest boy in the school now. He had grown stronger in the chest, arms and legs, although was still very slim. He had been training with Oleg and Vanya in the gym and much swimming. . Oleg had had also grown a little, but not so noticeably.. It was the day of 8 th classes rehearsal for the swimming competitions, so the two boys went off to be with their friends. There were few boys in the 8 th class because the school when founded had taken only younger boys, Next year there would be many more, and hopefully the same four in the 9 th class. "So, guys, where have you been?" Vanya asked as they arrived at their small and select classroom to find Ilya already waiting." The boys told the story. "Oh, great, I can't wait to have James back as our English teacher. This replacement has bad English: you could easily teach the class, Gleb." "I sometimes think I do," the boy replied. "Come on, Misha will be waiting for us in the baths." The four boys went up to the dormitory to get their towels. "We won't need trunks, will we," they asked the sports teacher and deputy direction, Misha in the corridor. "No boys you can go in in all your beauty," Misha joked. "There will be no ladies present." Soon the boys were in the changing room where they found their friend and fallow-soloist Sasha. He was just a little younger and allowed to train with the 8 th class. As many will remember, Sasha is a joker and sometimes rather rude in a nice way. "Hi Gleb! You going to shock us with the sight of that knob of yours? " Sahsa joked, taking off his clothes and folding them neatly. At nealry fourteen, he has grown into a very fine figure of a boy, as has Ilya, who was another special friend of Gleb. In fact, all five were now inseparable, as they shared the same dormitory. "Very funny: there is nothing unnatural about having a fine knob like Gleb's or fine balls like mine," Oleg replied. " At least we all have pubes now, except Vanya, so nothing to be ashamed about in front of those younger kids who keep showing off their so-called bushes." It was true, several of the younger boys, especially the twelve and thirteen-year-olds and not a few eleven-year-olds had been displaying pubes and a few had impressive bushes when swimming the day before. "What about you and Gleb: you will shock him when he sees you!" Sasha put in, displaying his own pubes proudly. Both Ilya and he had a respectable growth now, mainly tufting around the penis area, dark and thick. Gleb had just divested himself of his pants and were standing naked in front of the others. "Fucking hell, Gleb: what a bush and what a knob!" Sasha comically said, closely inspecting the forest of black hair that was now completely covering Gleb's pubic region and balls, obscuring them from view. Four months ago when we last saw Gleb, he had had the beginnings of a bush, but it had been rather thin, and only strongly tufting around the base of the penis. The long penis had grown in girth and the foreskin permanently retracted allowing the huge and menacing knob to be half exposed. The vein running down his penis had darkened in colour and there were even hairs on the shaft. "Wow, have you been cutting it?" Vanya asked, in his completely unhardened voice, comparing it with his own smooth pubic region. "It's puberty!" Gleb answered, lifting his arms to show the growth there too. Oleg, who had the largest balls in the choir was next and caused another shock" "Wow, Oleg: you too!" Sasha said, admiring the fair but think bush which was confined elegantly around the base of the penis. It was tufting very strongly, and very sexily comprised a mass of very fine hairs The rest of his pubic area was smooth, as were his huge balls, which were hanging full and low. The short penis was sticking out, supported by his balls, the knob pointing directly as Gleb! "Come on guys, Misha is waiting for us." Oleg said as they entered the shower, Gleb following, his penis swinging wildly as he walked. Fucking Hell: WHAT A BUSH! Nice comments to Vanya and suggestions welcome.