Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2004 00:39:16 EST
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Three Orphans

This story while a work of fiction has some factual basis to it.  It
contains scenes of gay sex, some involving teens and some a man and teens
so if that's not to your liking, illegal in your neck of the woods or will
get your butt whipped if found out then please move on.  Otherwise enjoy
and send all comments to SidG0714@cs.com

Three Orphans Come to America
By Sid G.  Copyright 2004

Thanks to the real "Misha" and "Sasha" for the inspiration and facts that
make this story possible.


TO SEVIAS: IN LOVING HONOR & MEMORY. YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTEN

	Misha and Sasha were sitting together in the lounge at the Russian
orphanage where the fourteen-year-old thirteen-year-old had grown up since
their parents had died when each was three.  Or at least that's what the
boys had been told though now neither of them was sure if it was the truth.
      While the orphanage was technically a state institution the
government had contracted out operations to fronts for the Russian Mafia.
The mob used the children in their care for various operations.
	Misha and Sasha each wore their regular uniforms, a white t-shirt
with "State Home for Boys #12" on the back with a pair of blue shorts that
went to bottom of thighs while they waited their turn for their latest
movie shoots.  These weren't Russian versions of Peter Pan but pure and
simple pornography.  Today, as mostly for them, it was a gay movie
featuring them and a third boy, Sevias, twelve.

	"You three, come on.  We are ready for you," Boris snapped, "You
two strip and get on the bed, boy you stay dressed by the door.
	Boris had just nodded as he talked but Misha and Sasha were naked
and on the bed by the time he said "the door."
	"Do a good job and maybe you'll get a bigger piece of fish in your
soup tonight.  Lousy job and don't bother going to supper.  You two start
making out, stroking gently.  Then my signal you open and close the door
and start yelling at how you're going to tell dad before you can turn back
they tackle, strip and carry you back to bed.  First you struggle but then
you start feel good and start a three-way.  Igor, get the camera ready."
	"Ready Boris, new batteries and plenty of film," Igor said.
	Misha and Sasha stretched out on the bed and smiled at each other.
They didn't mind making movies.  They were gay and lovers and these were
the only times they had sex.  Between the movies and at least three
customers a day every day they weren't in the mood for sex outside of work.
	But this was fun work because they enjoyed the sex with each other
and other boys.  Misha put his hand behind Sasha's head and pulled it close
and they began kissing.  First gently and then passionately as their hands
ran down the others back and around to the front where they took hold of
the others cocks.  They started stroking gently until they were nice and
hard.
	The boys could hear, see and even feel Igor moving around to get
different angles and close-ups but from desire and training just ignored
him.
	Suddenly they heard the door slam so they separated and stared at
Sevias.
	"What the hell you two faggots doing?" Sevias said.
	"Sevias, please be quiet.  Can explain," Misha said.
	"Hell no.  Wait till I tell Dad," Sevias said and began to back
toward the door.
	Before he got close Misha and Sasha were dragging him back.  Sasha
grabbed Sevias' shirt and began pulling it over his head.  Blinded the
younger boy struggled but was no match for the two older boys who had him
naked and on the bed inside a minute.
	"You two are going to get it," Sevias screamed.
      He couldn't get another sound out as Misha kissed him hard on the
lips and Sasha started working on the squirming boy's nipples.  The kiss
continued and Misha forced his tongue into Sevias' mouth while Sasha began
licking down the youngest boy's faint trail.
      By the time Sasha reached Sevias' navel all resistance had stopped
and the kissing had progressed into tonsil hockey and Sevias' hands were
firmly kneading Misha's ass.  Sasha slipped one hand into Sevias' crack
while slipping the other over the boy's uncut cock.
      "Oh shit, feels so good, never felt so good," Sevias moaned.
      "No telling Dad then?" Misha said looking at him.
      "Oh no, no way," Sevias said in a rising voice as Sasha's finger
entered his hole.
      Misha too advantage of the silent scream that followed to insert his
cockhead into Sevias' mouth.
      "Be careful, keep your teeth out of the way and let me do the work,"
Misha said.
      "Like this," Sasha said and inhaled the boy's cock while continuing
to press his finger up his hole.
      Sevias gasped and Misha took the opportunity to put the first couple
inches of his cock inside the younger boy's mouth.  He waited till Sevias
adjusted and then began sliding the rest of the way in.  He did it slowly
not because Sevias was a virgin in any sense of the word but because the
character was.  Truth was Sevias was one of the most popular boys and
usually had at least a half-dozen men a day, seven days a week.
      Further down Sasha was enjoying the taste of the only circumcised
cock among them and while Sasha preferred Misha's uncut cock he enjoyed the
tender taste in his mouth.
      Sevias got into the flow and started bobbing his head back and forth
over Misha's cock and opened his hole to admit a second finger.
      Misha looked over at Boris followed by a quick glance down at Sevias'
ass.  Boris pointed at him and Misha smiled broadly.  Outside of Sasha he
enjoyed fucking Sevias the most.  Misha slowly withdrew his saliva coated
prick out of Sevias' mouth and the boy moaned.
      "I got your ass brother," Misha said and moved into position.
      "You can suck my cock instead," Sasha said and moved into a
sixty-nine.
      Sevias quickly swallowed Sasha's hard cock to the hilt.
      Misha quickly placed his cockhead at Sevias' hole.  It was still open
and slick from Sasha's finger fucking.
      "Going to fuck you and fuck you hard little brother," Misha said and
slid his cock into Sevias.
	Sevias opened his mouth and moaned as he felt the hot rod slide up
his ass.  When he saw Misha was all the way in Sasha reached up and pushed
Sevias' head down.
	Misha started stroking slowly as his two friends started sucking at
the same pace.  From previous experiences they knew this was the position
they would be in until the cum shots.
      If Boris wanted them to move he'd have told them before the shoot
started.  They wanted to take some time and enjoy it knowing they were
going to the coal mine to work after the shoot to put in the rest of their
shift in the coal mine.
      Boris shifted position and that was their signal to speed up and
finish.  Misha started fucking harder and faster and the other boys picked
the pace up as well.
      Sevias pulled his cock out of Sasha's face and started stroking and
Sasha followed suit immediately.  They were both moaning about how close to
cumming they were while Misha remained still buried deep in Sevias'
twitching hole.
      "I'm cumming," Sasha said and sprayed all over Sevias' face until it
was covered.
      As soon as he was done Misha pulled out and stroked lightly while
Sevias pounded his meat until he returned the favor to Sasha.
      Sevias and Sasha collapsed next to each other and kissed while Misha
stood over them and began to stroke furiously.
      "Get ready," Misha cried, "I'm cumming."
      A second later the thickest longest load of them all shot out and
landed on both boys' chests.
      "Misha, that was the best thing you have ever shown me," Sevias said.
      "Stop, you were brilliant.  Now move your worthless bodies; take your
showers and get to work and stop letting your colleagues do your work for
them."
      "Thank you Sir," the three boys said and left.

      The School Master stared at the man leaning back in the visitor's
chair and measured his words carefully.  The man was an American and he
still thought of Americans as the enemy.  But this particular American was
very rich and very well connected in the Kremlin and with his own bosses in
the Mafia.  Additionally he spoke the mother tongue like a native so there
was no deceiving him.
      "Are you sure these are the three you want Sir?" he finally said.
      "Are you going deaf or is there a problem you haven't told me about?"
The American spoke softly but clearly in a tone that was used to and
expected immediate obedience.
      "No problem, no, no problem at all.  In fact they should just be
finishing up a movie right now.  Let me call down and have them come up
right away," the School Master said and picked up his phone.
      "They're done?  Check the wash room," he waited for a moment while he
looked for his two-way radio, "gone.  Bye."
      "Gone?" the American said.
      "Finished movie, heading to next assignment," School Master said,
keyed a button on his radio, "Tunnel report."
      "Yes Comrade School Master," the voice cackled through the radio's
speakers.
      "Did three boys pass you yet?"
      "Yes Sir, they should be reaching the other side any moment Sir."
      "I'll call but you go get them now you lazy bastard."
      School Master keyed another button, "Foreman pick up now!"
      "Yes Comrade School Master, one second please I have three boys here
to instruct."
      "Are they Misha, Sasha and Sevias?"
      "Yes Sir."
      "Hold them there.  The guard is on his way to get them.  Instruct him
to bring them to my office and tell them if there are any problems they'll
never leave the mines again."
      "Mines?" the man said.
      "Uh, as part of their vocational training they work a shift in the
school's coal mine, only a couple hours a day a couple of times a week.
Helps them develop those muscles you like."
      "Don't kid me you're no good at it.  That's why they stuck you here.
It's more like ten hours a day seven days a week unless they're making a
movie."
      The Russian turned red and stood straighter.  "This is very important
position taking care of Mother Russia's poor unfortunate orphan boys," he
stopped and laughed, "If we use them for purposes that aren't exactly in
the book who is to know and who cares."
      The American held his tongue.  Blowing his cool over that remark
would not be helpful.  Finally there was a soft knock on the door.
      "Yes," the School Master snapped.
      "Comrade School Master, I have the three boys you requested."
      "Bring them in and then get back to your post."
      The door opened and the three still naked boys entered the room and
as always went and stood at attention against one wall.  As they crossed
the room the boys took a quick look at the man and Misha and Sasha
recognized him at once.  They'd both had him as a client and liked him.
      Of course they really weren't concerned with the man they knew as Sid
but instead on why they'd been summoned to `Stalin's Trainers' office.
      "Boys, you are to take this gentleman to Room 9 and follow his
instructions precisely.  Whey you are done and washed up you will return
here with him.  Now go," School Master said.
      Misha gave a tiny shake of his head and prayed Sid noticed and
understood.
      Sid smiled, "I think we'll take Room," he paused and looked at Misha
quickly extend four fingers, "4 instead.  I've always liked that one."
      The School Master sighed and nodded.
      "Go boys, are you made of that coal you'd rather be digging?" School
Master snapped.
      "Yes Comrade School Master," the three boys chorused
      Sid nodded and followed three sets of tight buns out the door.  When
they were on the stairs he whispered, "I thought all the rooms had cameras
and microphones."
      "They do, but I know where they are in 4 and can get around them if
you choose Sir," Misha said.
      "I choose to, at least for a little bit when we first get in," Sid
said.
      Misha nodded and said he'd go in last and where the others should
stand so he could disable the spy equipment.  Sid smiled as he watched the
three boys and was reassured that he'd chosen wisely.  It had been through
his influence that the three boys had been kept in good shape and out of
the S&M, B&D and snuff films that made the orphanage the most money.
Unfortunately the clod was right.  Nobody would notice or care if any of
the boys in the school just "disappeared."
      "It is safe," Misha said.
      "Thank you, now the three of you sit on the bed and begin stroking
yourselves like it's a contest for who cums last," Sid said, "Misha on the
left then Sasha and Sevias on the right."
      As the boys got settled and hard he admired them.  Misha was the
oldest and tallest.  He had dirty blond hair and hazel eyes that shined
with the intelligence the boy had demonstrated twice.  Sasha was six months
younger and shorter with true brown hair and eyes.  From personal
experience Sid knew that the boy was more sexually instinctive than his
lover.  Sevias was a newcomer to him but looked like he could be Misha's
younger brother they looked so alike, and it had been Misha who had begged
him to extend the offer of protection to the younger boy.  What the three
boys had in common physically was thin but muscular bodies with out a trace
of hair except for patches under their arms and small pubic bushes.
Sevias' was so small he sensed they were new and he was proud of them.
      "Are you not going to undress Sid?" Sasha said.
      "Sasha!" Sevias said obviously shocked.
      "I have been with your friends before and given them permission while
we are alone and so can you Sevias," Sid said.
      "I am sorry Sir," Sevias said.
      Sid moved to the youngest boy and kissed him gently on the lips.
"You are forgiven my friend and if things go well you all will be more than
that."
      "I don't understand Sid," Misha said.
      Sid took a deep breath and slowly let it out but before he could
continue there was a sharp knock on the door.
      "Is everything all right?" a stern man's voice asked.
      "Yes and go the fuck away now," Sid said in a tone that even
surprised him.
      "Yes Sir," the voice was a lot more timid now.
      "Wow,' Sevias said.
      Sid smiled and received three blinding smiles in return.
      "The reason I'm here is not just to see three hot boys jerk off but
to tell you that I have made arrangements to adopt all three of you as my
sons and take you home with me today.  Is that fine with each of you?"
      "What will happen when we get to old for you?" Sasha said
overpowering the other boys desire to say yes.
      "You will always be my sons and I will never kick you out of my home
or treat you any less on that you have my word on my mother's soul."
      "No more work in the mines?" Sevias asked.
      "No more being sold to other men?" Misha asked.
      "You will be normal boys again.  I have arranged for teachers so you
can speak English as well as I speak Russian and then you will go to school
and get a real education."
      "Yes," said Sevias.
      "Yes," said Sasha.
      Misha jumped up and wrapped his arms around Sid's neck and cried his
yes.  The other two boys were on top of him a second later.
      Sevias felt Sid's cock grow beneath them and slowly withdrew it from
inside his new father's pants.  For the first time in his life he felt that
the next step was his and he willingly opened his mouth and swallowed Sid's
cock.
      Sid bucked and the two older boys slipped away so he could see Sevias
at work.
      "Back to your contest," Sid gasped, "but now the winner is whoever
cums closest to me and that won't be long the way your brother is going."
      Misha and Sasha moved back to the bed and kissed as they stroked.
Sid leaned back, unbuckled his pants, lifted his hips and slid his pants
and boxer briefs down.  Sevias stopped long enough to move them down to the
floor and went back to work on the six hard inches.
      Sid reached down and rubbed the youngest boy's head and Sevias
responded with a purr and started bobbing his head.  Sid moved his gaze
from one boy to the next and enjoyed the lovemaking and loving in the room.
Felt a hole inside him begin to close, a hole he'd only recently realized
was there.
      It was a fitting place for the hole to close since it was when Misha
had kissed him good-bye on his last trip that it opened to sight.
      Sid moaned, he wasn't far from cumming and the two boys on the bed
knew it and picked up speed on their own hard dripping cocks.  Sevias
stroked his own in pace with his bobbing.
      "Oh yeah baby, suck my man cock.  Your mouth is so fucking hot and
I'm going to fill it soon," Sid said.
      Without realizing it Sid had returned to English but Sevias
understood what he was saying and picked up the pace and felt the prick in
his mouth respond.  Precum flowed freely from the pulsing rod and he
swallowed what he didn't use as lube.
      "Yes," Sid screamed first in English and then in Russian as he shot
his load down Sevias' throat.  It was a huge load but the experienced
youngster managed to swallow it all.
      Misha and Sasha got off the bed still stroking their quivering pricks
and stood over Sevias.  Together they stroked and shot their loads all over
the boy's back as he continued to work on Sid's cock and stroke his own.
      Suddenly he raised his head, screamed and shot his own load all over
the floor.
      "You guys ready to go home?" Sid asked five minutes later.
      "Yes," the three boys said but Sid saw Sevias looking around the
room.
      "Sevias?"
      "I know Misha and Sasha have some memories from before they came here
but this is the only home I know."
      Misha walked over and knelt by Sevias, "You are coming brother?"
      Sevias nodded right away, "I'm coming bro.  Would never leave you,
you never left me."
      "And I wouldn't leave you now.  But this isn't home, it's where we
live.  Sid will give us so much more," Misha said.
      Sevias nodded.
      "You are really brothers?" Sid asked.
      "Yes, Sasha is the only boy who knows and don't know how many staff
does.  Are you mad at me?  Please don't call this off," Misha cried as he
fell to his knees.
      Sid knelt beside Misha and put his arm around him.  "I will not call
this off for any reason.  When I was watching you before I thought there
was a resemblance, now that I know it's true it's even better.  Let's get
out of here."
      Misha looked up and nodded and they all stood and walked out the
door.  On the way out Sid took out a cell phone and made a quick call.
      "Bring the packages in," he said quickly in English and hung up.
      The boys heard, didn't understand but were too well trained to ask
any questions.  When they reached the office door they looked up at Sid who
nodded before Misha knocked.
      "What is it?  How can I get any work done with all these
interruptions?" School Master said.
      "Open it," Sid said and Misha did.
      "Who dares just walk into my office^Åoh sorry, I trust everything
went well."
      "It did," there was a knock on the door, "Come in Mikhail," Sid said.
      The head of the orphanage stood up and started to say something when
the door opened and a large young Russian man entered carrying a large
suitcase, a backpack and obviously carrying a large gun under his loosely
hanging jacket.
      "Thanks Mikhail.  From left to right are Misha, Sasha and Sevias.
Boys this is Mikhail who is my driver and bodyguard among other duties.
You will get to know each other better shortly.  Mikhail, please give Misha
the backpack so he can distribute the contents to his brothers."
      "Sir, before that there is the other matter," School Master said.
      Mikhail handed the backpack to Misha and looked at Sid who merely
flicked his wrist.  Mikhail gave a tight little smile and with a flick of
the wrist threw the suitcase at the School Master who caught it as it
crashed into his chest.
      "Come on boys, get into those clothes.  We've got some traveling to
do.  As for you remember your Mafia bosses know exactly how much is in that
suitcase and will be very unhappy if any is missing."
      "Do not worry and I hope the boys give you much pleasure.  Good
afternoon Sir."
      Wordlessly Sid turned around, saw the boys were in their jeans and
sneakers and were slipping their sweaters on.  As soon as they were done he
smiled at them.
      "You are as good looking clothed as you are naked.  Now let's go
home," Sid said.
      "Yes Dad," Misha said with a huge smile.
      Mikhail turned and Sid motioned the boys to follow.  Sid turned and
gave a tight smile at the School Master before closing the door behind
them.
      The boys blinked in the sudden sunlight.
      "Sun's just coming out," Mikhail said.
      "First time I think I've seen it here," Sid said, "Must be an omen.
The sun comes out as my three sons start their new lives."
      Mikhail walked over to a black Cadillac Escalade and opened the rear
door.
      "In you go boys," he said.
      The three turned in unison and looked up at Sid who just smiled and
motioned.  The boys jumped in and started looking at everything.
      "I removed the two packages as you requested," Mikhail whispered to
Sid as they watched.
      Sid smiled, "I am sure his bosses will be most displeased and further
angered at his lies."
      They exchanged smiles and Sid climbed into the rear with the boys.
      "Sit down and put your seatbelts on.  Follow my example.  You always
wear one in a car because it's safer that way.  Especially around crazy
Russian drivers," Sid said.
      Misha, Sasha and Sevias quickly followed instructions and soon
Mikhail had them on the road.  They all looked out the tinted windows as
the car sped through the city and to the local airport.  Instead of the
regular passenger terminal they drove to the general aviation area and
pulled into one of the hangers and up to a Gulfstream 550.
      As Sid opened the car door and stepped out the workers stopped what
they were doing and came to attention.
      "Thank you.  Is everything ready for departure?"
      "We can roll out as soon as you're settled in and we just have to
notify the tower," a uniformed man at the base of the gangplank said.
      "Very good, Ishmael this is Misha, Sasha and Sevias, the three boys
I've adopted.  Boys this is our pilot."
      "Pleased to meet you Sir," Misha said.
      "My pleasure, now if you follow me up the stairs I'll show you to
your seats and we can get going," Ishmael said.
      Sid smiled as he watched his boys' heads swivel from side to side and
up and down trying to take everything in as they walked up and then inside.
Sevias slipped at the top step but Sid caught him before he fell backwards.
      He looked up at Sid and turned red.
      Sid stood him up and gently kissed him, "Its ok son.  Just watch
where you're walking."
      "It's just so much Sir," Sevias said.
      "I know, and there's so much more to come so move that sexy ass."
      That earned Sid a big smile before Sevias entered the plane.  Sid
followed and saw the three boys walking around the main cabin.  He walked
over to the bar and had a quick shot of vodka while watching his new sons.
      The engines turned over and three boys were hugging him.
      "Ishmael just started the engine boys.  It's time to pick out your
chairs, any one but the big one.  Once we're all the way up you can move
around again," the boys didn't move as the rumbling picked up, "Boys we
can't go until I signal them we're ready."
      Reluctantly the boys moved and chose the seats nearest their new
father.
      When he was sure they were strapped in Sid took his own seat and
buzzed the cockpit.  Within minutes they were heading out to the runway and
ten minutes later they were in the air heading for home.
      The fasten seatbelt light went off and Mikhail came out from the
cockpit.
      "Lunch?" he asked.
      "Please, I'm starving and I know the boys haven't eaten either."
      "Look of it they haven't eaten in a long time."
      "Had breakfast today, bowl of soup with piece of fish," Sevias said.
      "And that's been your meal breakfast and dinner for as long as you
can remember," Sid said, "And breakfast was a long time ago, right?"
      Sevias lowered his head, "Yes Sir."
      Sid sighed.  He knew he had to be careful at times like this.
      "I'm not mad at you son and I'm not going to punish you."
      "You're not?" Sevias said and Sid saw the surprise on all three
faces.
      "You didn't do anything wrong son."
      "But he talked back to you," Sasha said.
      "Sevias, were you talking back to me or trying to give me better
information?"
      "Don't matter," Sasha said.
      "You are getting close to being punished," Sid said.
      "More information," Sevias said his voice rising in panic, "I was
afraid if you thought we were greedy and wanted to eat when not time you
would throw us out door."
      Mikhail gasped and it took an effort by Sid not to follow suit.
Instead he stood and walked over Sevias who shook more and more with every
step Sid took.
      Sid knelt before Sevias and took his hands.  He took a long look
first at Sasha and then Misha before looking Sevias straight in the eye.
Sevias started to turn his head but Sid brought his right hand up and
gently held it in place.
      "Sevias, you are my son as are Misha and Sasha.  I did not buy you to
be just boy toys but to be my sons and have the life you should.  Lives you
should have lived from the day you were born.  If I have to punish you I
will but I will never hurt you for fun and I will never kill you.  Never
kill any of you.  You have my promise of that."
      "You mean you're not going to punish us?  Going to let us eat more
than two bowls of fish soup a day?" Misha said.
      "Hell yeah to that," Mikhail said, "Let me get you those meals so you
can start eating right."
      "Good idea," Sid said and stood.
      Twenty minutes later four large platters of sandwiches were empty
along with the potato chips and coleslaw that came with them, along with a
six pack of soda for each of the boys.
      A little while later Sid noticed the boys were nodding.
      "Let me show you one more part of the plane that you might enjoy
right now," he said and the three boys jumped out of their chairs and
followed him to the rear of the plane.
      Sid opened a door and stepped aside and let the boys go first.  He
heard each gasp and then rustling.  By the time he went in all three were
naked on the bed with their cocks hard and sticking right up.
      "The way you looked inside I thought you were ready for nap," Sid
said.
      "You said not just boy toys which means some times we are boy toys.
And your toys want to be played with," Sasha said.
      Sid quickly stripped down and crawled up from the bottom of the bed
growling like a lion to the head where the boys were sitting gently playing
with their cocks and giggling.  He reached out and gently swatted the three
cocks before going forward some more and kissing each one deeply and
passionately.
      When he broke the third kiss and leaned backward to decide his next
move it was decided for him.  All three boys shoved him onto his back and
started kissing and touching him all over.  His already hard cock grew
harder and twitched at the lightest touch.
      Looking at Misha and Sasha he immediately realized they were enjoying
this more than anything they had done with him before.
      Sid reached out and stroked whichever heads and other body parts were
nearest him.
      At an imperceptible signal Sasha pressed his cock against Sid's lips
and Sid greedily swallowed it.  Simultaneously Misha stood behind Sasha and
began fucking his lover while his younger brother sat on Sid's cock,
impaling himself in seconds.
      They held position for a moment until Sid wrapped his tongue around
Sasha's cock.  Sasha began fucking Sid's mouth and the motion took care of
Misha's fucking his ass.  Sevias started bobbing up and down and taking
every opportunity to lick Misha's ass.  Misha spread his cheeks and Sevias
started licking his rosebud.
      Misha loved getting his hole licked and it made him hotter, causing
him to take over control from Sasha and started pounding the boy's ass
forcing Sasha to fuck Sid's mouth even harder.  Naturally this caused Sid
to raise his hips faster into Sevias forcing his face deeper into Misha's
ass.
      When he was deep enough into his older brother's ass he started
tongue fucking him with each of Sid's thrusts causing another sudden
temperature rise.
      "I'm cumming," Misha screamed and shot his load into Sasha's ass for
the first time ever.  Tears started flowing when he realized this but he
kept thrusting deeper and deeper into his love's body.
      "In me, you came in me," Sasha screamed and shot his load down Sid's
throat.
      Sid heard them, understood that without worrying about the money shot
they had truly consummated their love.  This joy brought him over the edge
and he shot his load into the youngest boy.
      When he felt Sid's cock finish shooting Sevias stood and slipped his
cock inside his brother's moist hole and started stroking furiously all the
while feeling Sid's still hard cock bouncing along his own buns.  It didn't
take long for him to get to the edge and start to pull out.
      "Stay in brother, stay in me and give me your love.  It is all right,
it is all right," Misha said.
      Sevias rammed his cock back in and gave Misha his love.  He gave him
the biggest load of his life to date.
      Finally sated the boys collapsed on the bed next to Sid who gave each
one a quick kiss on the forehead.

      Next thing any of them knew was Mikhail's voice over the intercom.
      "We are on final approach to Orlando and will be landing in thirty
minutes.  You have ten to get dressed and back in your chairs."
      "Why can't we have giant seatbelt over bed?" Sevias said as he dug
deeper into his pillow.
      "Because that is not the way one arrives in their new country.  Now
move those sexy buns."
      Forty minutes later they were in Sid's Lexus SC with the top down
driving toward Sid's estate with Mikhail following in the LX with the
luggage and cargo.