My Young Gymnast:
By:Erastes
Setting:
Industrial city in southern Russia, in the mid-late 1990’s
Disclaimer:
My stories are fiction. None of the people in my stories are actual
people, nor
are any of the situations based on reality.
Chapter 5:
Gavrel and Kiril Together:
Monday morning, 8:00, Kiril and Gavrel both show
up at my
apartment. “We’ve both just showered”, Kiril tells me, as he enters. “I
also made
sure his bung hole was nice and clean” he adds, smiling. Gavrel smacks
him
lightly on the chest with the back of his hand.
I escort them into my office, and have
Gavrel remove his shirt, so that I can examine him. He pulls the shirt
off, exposing a nicely defined, but hardly very muscular upper body. I
take my stethoscope, and check his heartbeat. The touch of the
instrument on his skin makes him recoil a bit. "Sorry, but I'm a bit
ticklish", he tells me. Kiril chimes in "I can show you all the places
where he is really ticklish, if you want to torture him!" Gavrel gives
him a rather severe look back.
Next, I ask him to remove his shorts, which he does, leaving him
standing in his undershorts. I check his muscular development, as well
as checking for spinal curvature. I closely check his long but
well developed legs, and remark "You have some very nice leg muscles
there, Gavrel. OK, next, remove your underwear, so I can check your
sexual
development", I tell him. Gavrel smiles at me.
“So, you want me to get naked for both of you,
even though
you are both fully clothed?”, Gavrel says. “That’s not fair-I think you
should
be naked too!”
Kiril looks at me, then says “Well, he’s got a
point. Let’s
get naked.” Without any hesitation, Kiril kicks his sneakers
off, then
asks “Can you remove my shirt for me?” I do as he asks, pulling
it off over his head. Then, with a
smirk,
he asks, “And my shorts, too?”, so I hook my thumbs on his waistband,
pull
down,
and release his flaccid boyhood. I quickly remove all my clothing as
well. I
notice that Kiril’s sparse, light blond patch of pubic hair has gotten
a bit
thicker since I last had sex with him.
I remove my own clothing as well, remarking to both boys "You
know, this isn't very professional of me. But, if that's what it
takes.." Kiril smiles, then says
"That's OK, we are both very discreet." Happy that we were now all
naked together, Gavrel
finally pulls down on the waistband of his underwear, uncovering his
own equipment. His shaft is both shorter and wider
than
Kiril's, and is surrounded by a fairly good patch of golden-brown pubic
hair. His balls are bigger than Kiril's, and hang a bit more, as well.
"Well, now you look more your age", I remark, admiring his penis,
adding, "Clothed, you could pass for a 12 year old, but this much
genital development shows your true age". I measure his flaccid length
with the ruler, and find him to be 10 cm long, from base to tip.
I check his testicles for any growths, which starts making me hard.
Then,
I slide his foreskin up and down a couple times. It's much looser than
Kiril's, but Gavrel assures me his penis grows a lot more in size when
completely hard
than Kiril's does. The manipulation to his penis causes it to increase
in firmness a bit. "I see it's having an effect on us both", Gavrel
whispers in my ear, looking at my stiffening penis.
"Now, I need to get some measurements", I tell Gavrel, as I stand up
and get my measuring tape and notebook. I hand the notebook and pen to
Kiril, and ask him, "Could you write down the measurements as I give
them to you?". Kiril agrees, and I show him the column that I wish him
to write the measurements in. First, I take Gavrel over to the scale,
and weigh him. "Fifty Four kilograms", I tell Kiril. He repeats the
number. Next, measuring his total height, I read off the
measurement; "One meter, sixty seven centimeters", which Kiril repeats.
Continuing with the tape measure, I measure all the same dimensions of
his body as I had done previously with Kiril.
When I finish measuring Gavrel's body, Kiril asks, “OK Vlad, now, how
about you take a few shots of
both of
us-for
your research?”. I agree, and grab the camera.
First, I
shoot I shoot a full set of photos of just Gavrel, similar to the ones
I shot of Kiril before. Next, I bring both boys together,
standing, Kiril in front of Gavrel, who has his hands on
Kiril’s
shoulders. Then, I have them standing side-by-side, then facing
each
other, followed by them standing butt-to-butt.
Gavrel then suggests I picture them wrestling, but
I decline, saying, "You know, boys, I take these photos for records,
not for pornography!". Kiril smiles impishly, then replies, "Well, I'm
gonna wrestle him, anyways!", quickly jumping on his older cousin.
Gavrel defends himself from Kiril's attack, but despite having an
advantage in height, weight, and age, Kiril fairly quickly pins the
older boy by straddling his chest with his legs, resting his erect
penis on Gavrel's hairless chest, and holding his shoulders to the
carpet. Gavrel concedes defeat, although his now more hardened penis
tells me that he certainly enjoyed the exercise.
Finally, Kiril and Gavrel stand up, facing each
other very
closely, and Kiril points his penis up to Gavrel’s, slipping his
foreskin
under Gavrel’s, docking them together. Kiril then reaches over and
retracts Gavrel’s
looser
foreskin, and Gavrel does the same to Kiril. I watch them as they rub
their
glans’ together, which results in Gavrel’s penis increasing in length
and girth
by quite a bit. Kiril finally drops to his knees, taking Gav’s penis
fully into
his mouth, burying his nose in his cousin’s thick golden pubic bush.
Gavrel pulls out from Kiril’s mouth, and says
something
quietly to him. Kiril smiles, then turns to me and says “OK, enough
posing.
Let’s play together for a while!” I tell them to wait a second, as I
retrieve the ruler, drop to my knees and measure Gavrel's erection.
Measuring from the base to the tip, it's now at 18 cm, a quite
respectable length for a boy his age, and quite large in girth, as
well.
His foreskin is fully retracted on it's own, the more prominent flange
of his glans holding it back.
"Wait, he's longer than me now?", Kiril asks, seemingly surprised. I
take my ruler, and measure Kiril's erection as well. "Yup, you're only
16 cm, Kiril", I tell him adding, "Which is a VERY good size for a boy
who's not even fully into puberty yet. I can almost guarantee you that
you'll be longer in the end."
"Gee, Kiril has always been longer than me",
Gavrel says, "even when he was just a little kid. We've been comparing
penis lengths since we were, what, 7 and 9, and he's always beaten me,
limp or hard!" Kiril looks over at his cousin, then says "Hey, it's not
how big it is, it's how you use it!" Kiril then walks over to Gavrel,
and they start doing a sword fight with their 2 rigid dicks. Giggling,
Gavrel says to Kiril, "Well, Kiril, you've always been better at using
your dick, anyways!"
I’m still on my knees, and they both
come over and slap my
face with their rigid dicks, until I reach my arms out and bring them
both
together, their penises touching, right in front of my face. I look
up at
their smiling faces, and Gavrel says, “Go ahead.” I open my mouth and
fit both
penises in as well as I can, then switch off from one penis to the
other.
Stopping for a moment, I compare the 2 penises.
Gavrel's penis
has now increased so that it's about
twice the width as Kiril's. With both foreskins retracted, I compare
the glans on each of them; Kiril's is longer, with no real flange,
whereas Gavrel's is wider, with a definite flange to it. I remark,
"It's strange, isn't it, that you boys look so similar, and yet your
penises are completely different. Kiril's is very long, but doesn't
grow much when hard, but Gavrel's more than doubles in size when erect,
and each of you has a unique glans, as well."
Gavrel pulls away, and
asks, “Where’s the bed?” I
point in
the general direction, to which he takes off. Grabbing Kiril’s
buttocks, I lift
him up and carry him to the bed with me. On the bed, I place Kiril next
to
Gavrel, then lay down. Kiril bends over and starts sucking my dick,
then Gavrel
joins in, one on my dick and the other on my balls. Finally, Gavrel
lifts his
head up and asks “Will you fuck me, Vlad? I need to be fucked bad! I
haven't had a real dick in me for weeks now!”
"Hey, what about last week when I fucked you?", Kiril demands, adding,
"You seemed happy then!" Gavrel smiles a bit sheepishly, and
replies, "Kiril, no offense, but your dick isn't exactly big, it's just
long. Besides, I thought we agreed to not tell anybody about what we do
together." Gavrel looks at me, and I reassure him that anything
either tells me will be held in the strictest confidence. I speak to
both of them, saying, "Boys, as long as you play safely, and neither
forces the other to do something they don't want to do, and you both
enjoy it, there's nothing wrong about sex play."
Gavrel smiles at me, then reaches his hand out and wraps his fingers
around my penis. I look over at Kiril, and he says “You can fuck
him, as long
as you suck me at the same time”. I smile, looking at his tempting,
long
boy
dick. I open the drawer and bring out condoms and lube. Gavrel opens a
condom
foil and rolls it over my rigid pole, then greases it up well. Kiril
straddles
my chest with his knees and points his dick at my face, while Gavrel
straddles
my hip and starts to lower himself onto my lubricated dick.
I lick the underside of Kiril’s penis and suck on his balls,
as I feel
my penis slowly entering Gavrel’s warm tunnel. I reach behind Kiril
with my
right hand and fondle Gavrel’s foreskin, as he slowly rises and sinks
on my
member. At the same time, Kiril slides his thin pole in and out of my
mouth,
pausing at full insertion long enough for me to rub my nose in his soft
blond
pubes. Retracting fully from my mouth, he grazes his penis over my nose
and cheeks, before re-inserting it.
I keep sliding Gavrel’s foreskin back and
I insert
my left
index finger into Kiril’s asshole. Suddenly, I feel Gavrel reach
climax, and
shoot several forceful streams of hot jism onto Kiril’s backside. This
makes me
speed up
the rate of my pounding on Gavrel’s hole, as well as the suction on
Kiril’s
penis. Finally, I hear Kiril grunt, and feel his prostate squeeze my
finger. I
extract my penis from Gavrel’s loosening hole, remove the rubber, and
explode onto Kiril’s back just as Kiril erupts inside my mouth. I feel
a
distinct
squirt of semen, which is new for him. His semen tastes sweet, and the
small amount
is very easy to handle.
I probably shoot 7 or 8 volleys of semen onto the
3 or 4
volleys that Gavrel just shot on him. “Wow, you cum a lot!”, Gavrel
exclaims. “Well, it’s probably because I’m having sex with 2
of the
most beautiful boys I’ve ever met”. I tell him, adding, “You 2 make
quite a
team.” I reach for a towel to wipe some of the mess off Kiril’s back.
“That was excellent”, Kiril exclaims, as he
squeezes the
last bit of semen from his dick. “I like the way you stroke my penis
with your
tongue while you suck me.” I reach over with my right hand, and
stroke his
slightly
fuzzy testicles. “I think you have one of the most beautiful penises
I’ve ever
seen, Kiril. Now, let’s get you cleaned up in the tub.”
Kiril dismounts me, and climbs off the bed. I get
up myself,
and then walk the 2 boys to the bathroom, one hand on each shoulder. I
start
running the water into the tub while both Kiril and Gavrel relieve
their
bladders at the same time. Once there is enough water in the tub, I
enter,
joined quickly by the 2 boys. They fairly quickly wash each other’s
bodies,
letting me watch them as they do so. They quite obviously avoid washing
each
other’s penises, though. Finally, Kiril stands up, with Gavrel
following him.
“Could you to wash our dicks for us?”, Kiril asks,
holding
his penis in his right hand. I get up on my knees, and, with one hand
on each
penis, slowly stroke them. Gavrel’s stouter penis has a much looser,
puffier foreskin, and his
length increases
quite dramatically when erect, considering it looks almost small when
limp.
Fully hard, his penis only reaches horizontal, whereas Kiril’s dick
goes
halfway to vertical above that. His balls are bigger and hang a bit
looser, and
his gold-brown pubic hair is getting thick enough as to need trimming.
Kiril, on the other hand, has a thin, almost tight
foreskin, and taught, round testicles. The thin bit of soft blond
pubic hair at his base is almost
invisible against his skin, being obvious now only because of the nice
tan he
has over his entire body.
I wash both boys completely around their scrotums,
their
penile shafts, and under their foreskins. Both become very erect again,
but I
don’t bring them to orgasm. I suggest to Gavrel that he needs to trim
his
pubes, and he agrees to let me do this. Using a small pair of scissors
and a
comb, Kiril helps me trim his cousin, mostly by manually pointing his
stiff
member out of the way while I cut. Finally, I leave a nice light, short
patch
of pubic hair around his genitals.
Kiril remarks, “Gav, without all that forest
there, your
dick looks even bigger.” Gavrel exits the tub, and walks over to the
mirror. Turning sideways towards the
mirror, he agrees. Then he reaches for a towel, and starts drying off.
“Well, I have to meet somebody in a few minutes, so
I’m going
to have to leave you”, he informs us. I get out of the tub and grab 2
more
towels. I hand one to Kiril as he exits the tub. Drying myself, I wrap
the
towel around my waist, and then help Kiril to dry his own body off.
Gavrel puts his towel over his shoulders, and head to the office, where
our clothing is.
Returning to the office, we find Gavrel
wearing
only his
shirt, searching through then pile of clothing. “I assume
you’re
staying?”, I ask Kiril. "I'm free for the rest of the day", he replies.
Gavrel smiles, then says "You know, that was really good. I hope we can
all get together again sometime". He then pulls his pants on
over his
nude body, rolls his socks on, and puts his shoes on. He thanks me
again, and
heads for the door.
Once he leaves, Kiril looks up at me, and smiles.
Dropping
his towel on the floor, he says “Well, I’m all yours!” I pick up the
towel,
then scoop up my little damp boy, and bring him back to the bed. He
giggles as
I carry him. I place him on the bed, then seat myself down cross-legged
on the
mattress. He walks over to me on his knees, his rigid penis pointing
straight
ahead. I grab the towel and continue drying his hair.
“Ooh, you’re still damp”, I say, running
my hands through
his hair.
I reach down and retract his foreskin. “Looks like we still need to dry
here,
as well”, I say, as I carefully towel the untanned underside of his
hood dry.
“Ooh,..ahh..”, he says, “That’s sensitive.” I wrap
the towel
around his retracted penis, then my hand around the towel, and just
lightly
squeeze, without stroking.
“How can one boy always be so horny?”, I ask him.
I add,
“You know, I think you actually squirted today, instead of just
dribbling.”
“Did I really?”, he asks. “You know, I haven’t cum
at all
since the last time we were together. Maybe it’s because I saved it
up.”
I unwrap his penis and let the towel drop. “You
know, while
I was fucking Gavrel, I was imagining in my mind that my penis was
inside your
hot little butt. I’m sure Gav is a really nice boy, but I really wanted
it to
be you.”
Kiril kisses me on the lips, and then sinks into
my arms. We
lay over sideways on the bed, and I reposition him so that we are
‘spooning’
together. After a few minutes, we doze together, probably for a good
half hour.
Noticing that Kiril has fallen asleep, I carefully
feel his
body. I fondle his now limp penis between my fingers, carefully
retracting his
foreskin, which wakes him up. “Hey, Vlad”, he says, sleepily.
“Sorry, Kiril, I didn’t mean to take advantage of
you. It’s
just that I’ve never felt you when you weren’t hard”, I tell him, as I
slide
his foreskin back over his glans.
Kiril chuckles. “Aw, Vlad, you can play with my
weenie
anytime you want to. You don’t even need to ask. I love you, and I
trust you.”
I hug his body closer to mine, and reply “I….I
guess I love
you, too, kid. I’ve really never felt this way about anybody. It’s
funny,
though, you being so young. I wonder if maybe, in a year or 2, you’ll
suddenly
decide you like girls more. Things like this happen sometimes, you
know.”
Kiril is quiet for a minute, then says, “You know,
Vlad,
I’ve always liked guys, even when I was really little. Sometimes my mom
would
bring men home, and I’d always look through the keyhole into her room,
just so
I could see their hairy dicks. One of them paid me to suck his dick
when I was
about 6 or 7, and I knew from that moment that this was what I wanted.
When I
started living with Gavrel a few years ago, I introduced him to oral
sex, and
even caused his first ejaculation. I really doubt that I’ll ever desire
a
girl.”
“Oh, Kiril, you are so beautiful”, I whisper, as I
nibble on
his ear. “You fill a place in my heart I thought would never be
filled.”
Kiril pulls away from my grasp, and turns to face
me. I
notice that his penis is hard once again. He kisses me on the lips,
then says
“Vlad, it’s not just sex. I like just being with you as much as I love
having
sex with you. That’s something different than I’ve had before. I….I
know it’s
new for me, but I really can’t imagine ever finding anybody who could
ever mean
more to me than you do.”
We spend the next few minutes cuddling, until
Kiril decides
to break free and act silly. Laying on his back, he brings his knees up
to his
shoulders, opening access to his butt hole. “I want you to fuck me”, he
whispers.
I reach over and guide his knees back down.
Straddling his
chest with my knees, my hard dick grazing his erection, I speak softly
to him:
“Not right now, kid. I want us to have fun outdoors first. We can
always
screw later.”
I kiss him on the lips. He closes his eyes and
relaxes. I
move downward, and suck on his left nipple, then his right one. He
moans softly
in pleasure. Sitting up, I start massaging his chest muscles. “Looks
like
you’re developing your chest muscles rather nicely here, Kiril.”, I
say,
admiring his well defined pectorals.
“Yes, my coach is having me do some more chest
exercises. My
upper body is stronger now, and my chest is almost 2 cm bigger around
now!”, he
replies, proudly. I can see that my beautiful little boy is slowly
turning into
a very handsome young man.
“Let’s go for a bike ride today, just you and me”,
I say to
him. “Do you have a bike?”
Kiril frowns a bit. “No, not since my bike was
stolen when I
was 9”, he replies, adding, “but I do know how to ride. Maybe we can
rent a
bike for me?”
“That’s a good idea”, I tell him. I reach under
the bed and
retrieve a bag I had hidden there. “Here-a present for you”, I say,
handing him
the bag. He opens it, and finds the clothing I had bought for him-a
pair of
Lycra bike shorts and a multi-colored athletic shirt, made with
quick drying
material.
“Oh, Vlad, these look nice!”, he exclaims. He seems
more
interested in the shirt, which is blue and white, and would look very
nice on
him. He holds up the shorts next, then asks me, “I assume you wear
these
without underwear?”
“Well, Kiril, I guess that’s your choice”, I
reply, “But, I
think you know which I’d prefer.” Kiril smiles when I tell him that. “I
like
looking at that firm butt of yours, Kiril, and these should show them
off very
nicely.”
He jumps off the bed, then squirms into the
shorts. He arranges his penis such that it's laying sideways, and is
quite noticeable through the shiny black fabric. "Gee, Vlad, if I wear
it like this, anybody can see how big my wiener is!"
"Is that a problem, stud?", I ask him, as I reach
over and stroke his penis through the fabric. I slide my feet over the
edge of the bed, then say "Come here-let me arrange you better." I
maneuver Kiril so that he's facing away from me, between my knees. I
slide my hand under his waistband, then move his stiffening penis so
that it points upward. "See, as long as you can keep from getting an
erection, it won't be too noticeable."
Kiril pulls free, then puts on the blue shirt I
bought him. It fits him perfectly, and really complements his hair
color. He models the clothing for me, then comes over and hugs me.
"Thanks, Vlad-you're too nice to me", he says. He kisses me, very
sweetly.
I put on my own bike clothing, and get my bike out of the closet. Kiril
puts on his sneakers, and we leave together, and head down to the bike
shop, where I plan to rent a bike for the afternoon for him (and to see
about buying a bike for him later, as a birthday present).
If
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