Date: Fri, 5 Oct 2007 10:24:21 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: OSKAR AND TOMMY - 2

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.

Finally: Enjoy. If you have spare please donate a little cash to
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DEDICATION: I don't normally do dedications but here goes. This particular
Chapter is dedicated to the Royal Automobile Association of Great Britain
and in particular for their online European Route Planner. I still don't
know whether to send them a copy or not.




OSKAR AND TOMMY


Chapter 2


by


G. Cutter



Another fine day and we were hovering around in the garden awaiting the
arrival of Zervo the photographer, he with delusions of power and I mean
that nicely. He was a tart, he got behind his camera and thought he was a
red hot Hollywood item but he had money. His story was that he did a lot of
photography in the old Eastern Europe and especially down in the naturist
hot spots in the Crimea. Dad seemed to accept it all so who was I to worry,
Tommy, Robin and myself had been gifted for the stuff we'd done the
previous summer... you'll note I said gifted and not paid and there is a
subtle differerence. Dad got paid and he promptly spent it on the abortion
of a garden which was looking more and more like a building site as time
went by. Anyway, enough of that, we were clothed and tidied up all ready
for his arrival, both Tommy and I were dead keen to get away for a couple
of weeks and the Czech republic sounded fine. We'd been looking at maps
earlier and if he could make the Ukraine he'd need a spaceship not a motor
home but we'd see what he had to say.

He rolled up at ten and we all sat around in the front room, once again
Tommy's dad was there but the mums were away doing some shopping so it was
a men only meeting which naturally enough included myself and the partner,
lover boy Tom. We probably both looked a bit shipwrecked after a more than
active night but we thought we were hiding it well.

Zervo, who I always though of as being very butch until he went into arty
mode produced a folder of photographs and even some film brochures of his
work and we saw his letter of authority (a sort of commission) from this
Russian company which specialised in this sort of thing. He also showed us
a letter which approved his expenses relating to new models which were
presumably Tommy and myself. It doesn't need saying that everything we were
seeing was all very legit and they emphasised that in their
paperwork. There were letters for the parents or guardians to sign,
signatures on travel documents and miles of other stuff and our dads worked
through it all. In the end it was all was signed, sealed and delivered
without too much discussion.

'My friend Anton is coming along,' Zervo fished out more paperwork and
scuffed his short fair hair. 'He's going to share the driving and he can
give me some intelligent conversation.'

'Cheers,' I said dryly and the dads laughed but Tommy pulled a funny face,
he was probably thinking the same as I was. Anton was going to give Zervo a
bit more than conversation.

'How old is Anton, is he German?'

'No, he is Czech and nineteen, we are family, distant cousins.'

'Oh,' I glanced at Tommy and he was smirking. Zervo was bringing along his
boyfriend which was good, it would keep him out of our knickers although
with my new found freedom I wouldn't have minded a bit of a tumble with
Zhervo, he didn't look his age, he looked barely twenty and wasn't a bad
looking guy. As I've said he looked a toughy and dad said he drank vodka
like a fish and that's making the wild assumption that fish drank jungle
juice.  The dads seemed to like him and they seemed happy enough with the
arrangements. I suppose any thoughts of their sons being driven away by a
perv were allayed, their sons were being driven away by two pervs and
probably going to be gangbanged for two or three weeks solid. Hee hee.

'Route plan,' Zervo spread his papers. 'Regensburg to Prague, Prague to
Brno and stay overnight. Brno to Uzgorod just inside Ukraine via Bratislava
is nominally an eight to nine hour run but we can break it. We can stop
over at Uzgorod and then head for Kiev which is the long leg or break en
route. Our destination and base for the holiday is Tripolji a small town
south of Kiev.'

'Sounds easy,' Tommy's dad laughed. 'Done the trip before.'

'In the old van and it was murder, with Anton sharing the driving we could
do this within two days if we didn't stop.'

'But you are stopping?' My dad got in on the act.

'For the boys, to take pictures and let them see something of the
country. We'll be passing through the Czech Republic,a bit of Slovakia,
through Hungary maybe and into Ukraine... we may even do a trip to Crimea
if time allows.'

'It's a good holiday,' my dad agreed and Tommy's nodded his head. It also
got us out from under foot for the two or three weeks and cost nothing
apart from funding our postcards and fizzy pops.

'Why the tent and sleeping bags?' Well, I had to ask.

'So that you and Tommy can have your privacy and Anton and I can have
ours.' There, that told me and I saw Tommy's dad give mine a knowing
grin. They too had the Zervo and Anton scene thought through. 'Of course if
we hit bad weather you can both bunk down in the 'van but being teenies I
expect you'd like the tent option,' Zervo looked at me with a slightly
knowing smile and I dropped my eyes. The guy knew or had his suspicions,
that's the trouble with queens as I found out later, they assume everyone's
at it and sometimes they're right. Still, I was happy and Tommy was
grinning like a squirrel, well, looking like one anyway.

'Well, it all seems OK,' my dad finished signing what was required. 'No
visa application for the Ukraine?'

'Not now,' Zervo grinned. 'Their new government have put them in abeyance
for the time being, we just need Euro ID.'

'No problems,' my dad looked at Tommy's. 'OK, Otto?'

'Fine, leave Monday morning around nine. I shall have my boy gift wrapped
and ready for travel by then.'

'Likewise,' my dad grinned. There it was, signed, sealed and delivered to
repeat myself. The start to a fine adventure, the weather permitting of
course. Zervo offered to show us his new mobile home which he just called a
van, he collected his paperwork and was out of the door with us in hot
pursuit. He had promised to take his Anton around the club to meet the
dad's tonight so we would doubtless get a report on him. Nineteen sounded
good to me and we had a lot of miles to cover, had to be over a thousand
and in kilometres it was even more.

'Well, what do you think of it, lads.' Zervo stood basking in the sunlight
awaiting the admiration.

'Some food in fifteen minutes, Zervo,' dad called after us but we were on
our way clambering in the high side door into the interior. The old van our
photographer man had was an abortion on wheels but this one was the bees
knees. Perfecto and with Czech registration but no matter, we weren't
proud. Zervo ushered us inside and showed us the driving position which
would seat three as well as the driver so we could all look at the passing
traffic if we wished. Back from this was a general sort of lounging area
with a toilet and bathroom leading off and when I say toilet and bathroom I
mean on the tiny scale. There was a kitchen which seemed pretty well kitted
up and then a large enclosed area at the arse end which we were told was
the master bedroom. Zervo let us peep in and it contained one big bed and
camera gear strewn all over the place. He explained that on overnighters
all the basics would work off the main vehicle battery and it's backup,
this meant we could have the small TV and lighting. The cooking was done by
gas bottles but the small computer would only work when we could connect
with mains electricity which went for most regular campsights in the Union.

'Brill, I'll bring my laptop along,' Tommy commented and I had to agree.

'We'll cram the bikes in the lounge area when we're on the road and dump
them outside if we need to lounge,' Zervo smiled happily and I wondered
what was going through his mind. I didn't believe for one minutes that
Tommy and I would get through two to three weeks without something
happening and to be honest I didn't care. Tommy and I had each other and if
the older guys put a move on us we were both big enough to give as well as
we got. Well, if that sounds confusing I meant to say we could hold our own
and that sounds bad as well, hee hee. 'We can dump the tent and your
sleeping stuff in here as well,' Zhervo went on. 'If it rains you can bed
down here or risk the tent,'

'Whatever,' I spoke. 'We'll play it by ear, it is a holiday after all.'

'A working holiday,' Zhervo smiled at me. 'But it won't be too painful, I
have a list of contacts so you'll meet lots of other boys who strut their
stuff.'

I looked at Tommy and he slipped me a wink, I think we were both hoping
they did a bit more than strut their stuff, I had clear memories of those
Russian boys on the CDs and Ukrainians are Russians in all but name. Sorry,
to any Ukrainians who might be reading.

The tour was complete and we had a look around the outside of the thing, it
was nice, at least when we rolled up at these isolated places we'd have
nothing to be ashamed about. Two handsome Bavarian boys, two Czech queens
and one flash van... the outlanders wouldn't know what had hit them... and
I was still thinking of those Russian boys on the CD.

After Zervo had snacked and departed we stripped off and hit the pool, it
was still hot and by the time the dads informed us that they were off to
their club to meet up with the mums we were just about ready for what comes
naturally. In fact, Tommy had spent most of the time in the water grabbing
my cock or bottom and I was getting fed up with it, I wanted some action.

'Here, what about Robin?' He lay back against the wall of the pool and
looked at me as I floated on Mr Crocodile. 'He's got a lovely bum,' he did
his leer.

I laughed. Robin was our pal but he was a bit younger and probably the
shyest and the meekest of the three. He'd done some work for Zervo with
Tommy and myself but never really clicked with Zervo, he was tolerated
which I suppose is the way to put it. The reason was so bloody obvious now,
he didn't have a dick, his bum was a dream but his willy was like a child's
piece of string. I'd never seen him hard as he wasn't into the touchy feely
I had going with Tommy even before 'the happening' of yesterday.

'He's an innocent and in case you've forgotten he's away with his parents
on holiday.'

'I hadn't forgotten,' Tommy pouted. 'I was just thinking...'

'About that beautiful bum,' I laughed. 'One to remember when we get back,
we'll still have two weeks left.'

'Yeah, I suppose,' Tommy grinned and lifted himself from the water enough
to display his groin. Why wasn't I surprised to see his meaty dark skinned
cock at full stretch in spite of the chill of the pool. 'You like?' He
laughed and dropped back into the water.

I grinned and fell of the crocodile and then splashed to the ladder. I
looked at Tommy and spoke slowly, clearly and distinctly, I wanted him to
get it right.

'Last one in the bedroom gets to fuck and don't forget the lotion,' I
looked at the expression on his face and fled. He'd got the message and God
I was so hot for Tommy's warm boy meat, I was turning into a damn fairy and
I couldn't help it.

I quickly dried off and flopped onto the bed on my belly and opened my legs
and was listening to subdued music on my little radio when I heard Tommy
enter the room and close the door snapping the catch. I wasn't worried, the
mums and dads were probably meeting as the club was right by the market
they'd be drinking and chatting to friends so we had an hour at the very
minimum and probably most of the afternoon.

'Delicious,' I felt him on the bed and then the feel of his lips on my bare
flesh, then the trace of the tip of his tongue from the bottom of my crack
upto my tailbone. I was as hard as a steel pipe but he could go first, I
just hoped that he knew that he was next, nothing comes for free on this
planet at least not in my room. 'Yummy.' As his lips drifted across my bum
and upto my back I felt his oiled fingers intruded into my crack and then
the lightest of pressure then he had two fingers in me and was moving them
to and fro.

'Nice,' I wriggled myself comfortable and pushed up onto his movements. I
don't know how safe we were on the time but I didn't care now, we could
hear if our parents come into the house and we had the catch on the door
anyway.

'Ready?' He whispered and I felt the smear of his glans on my quivering
flesh as his fingers withdrew.

'Yeah,' I croaked as I felt his bulbous glans push down, part my cheeks and
press against my pucker. A little jolt and he was in me and fucking his way
deeper. I was used to it by now and pushed up onto his thrusts helping him
on his way. One last contented sigh and I felt his smooth belly settle on
my back and his lips on the back of my back. 'Mmmm...' I clutched the
bedding savouring his thick warmth nestling in my gut and clenched on it as
he began to move.

'Yeah...' he moaned as he felt the pressure on his penis and started to
shag. This time he wasn't wasting any time, be fair, we hadn't had sex
since around dawn and we were both hot. I was hot for his thick juicy cock
and he was hot for my beautiful bum.  If I say so myself, Tommy had good
taste and I wondered about Zervo and his mystery mate Anton, I had ideas
but would Tommy approve. Then again he had mentioned Robin which I thought
was a bit of groundbreaking, maybe not, time would tell but Robin did have
a fine bottom and as Tommy lunged and plunged I thought about us both
sharing Robin's tight little arse. Once again time would tell and
everything comes to he who waits or so it says in the Good Book.  Patience
is a virtue even if a bit of a drag at times.

'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' he was rooting away now and I'd pushed myself onto all
fours and from my Russian films I knew this to be 'the doggy' and it was
great. He held my hips and now on his knees slammed and slapped into me
shaking my teeth with each thrust. 'I'm cuming...' he wailed and let go. He
slammed in tightly for the last time and I pushed back as I felt his meaty
organ spew and spurt juddering splats of his creamy juice deep into my
battered tunnel.

'That was good,' I remarked as he flopped alongside me two or three minutes
later after the kiss fest.

'Good? It was brilliant,' he lay there on his back with a big self
satisfied grin on his face.

'Whatcha reckon about Zervo?'

'In what way?' He asked cautiously.

'Sex way.'

'He's alright,' he smiled. 'A bit of a thug and he has a big dick.'

'How do you know?'

'Just watch him when he's taking pictures sometimes, he pops one and tries
to hide it.'

'I never noticed.'

'Because you're too busy checking out bare bums,' Tommy laughed. 'Anyway,
he's got his pal coming with him.'

'Two's a pair, three's a mess but four is two pairs,' I quoted from
something I'd read recently.

'So it is,' he looked at me and smirked. 'We'll have to get a look at this
Anton and take it from there. I reckon Zervo is easy...'

I grinned back, Tommy was with me, all of a sudden the road trip was
looking a whole lot better, now it was all down to Anton.'

We spent the next day sorting our stuff out, the very minimum of clothing
and toiletries but we had to make sure we had our own personal paperwork
correct especially our releases from our parents. We didn't want to get
arrested by any of the foreign police forces as runaways. We also took our
own cameras for the touristy stuff with spare memory cards of course. I
packed up my laptop as a backup for Tommy's and as Zervo said I could
charge the battery up at any legitimate tourist site as they invariably had
laid on mains electricity. Tommy and myself could always watch my Russian
disc if nothing local entertained us. I wasn't treating the trip as a
sexual escape but I had a funny feeling about Zervo and lets face it when
kids get together in the nude things can happen especially if some sweet
Czech boy or Ukrainian is putting it about.

At last came the day. Both Tommy and myself were out on our family hardpad
with tent, sleeping bag, bikes and personal gear all ready to go. Both
families were in attendance and it had just gone nine o'clcock when
starship Enterprise hove around the corner (very nautical that bit). I saw
Zervo in the passenger bit and this dark haired kid was driving, well, he
looked like a kid but he obviously wasn't all that young to be driving this
monster. He parked up alongside us and it was introduction time, Anton had
arrived.

'Dishy,' Tommy muttered and that said it all. Anton had a ready smile and
bounced about like somebody on speed. He was quite short compared to Zervo
and dark haired, he looked like an overgrown schoolkid and straight away I
put him down as Zervo's bit of spare. No way would Zervo bottom to this kid
but one mustn't make assumptions, Anton might have hidden talents. We got
all the kit stored and last in were the bikes which made it a bit of a push
as Zervo and Anton also had bikes. The lounge looked a bit like a junk shop
until Anton came up with the bright idea of putting our personal stuff in
the bedroom and sticking the tent and sleeping bags in the bathroom.

Fond farewells were said and we were off for Prague which we would byepass,
Tommy and I had done the school trip there as it was very popular for inter
school thingies being so close to us. In fact it was two and a half hours
drive and if we pressed on we could be in Brno in five... all done with the
first leg completed by three or four in the afternoon. This would leave us
fresh and relaxed for a border crossing into Slovakia and hey ho for The
Ukraine. That was the big leg of eight to nine hours but I reckon Zervo and
Anton had their plans hatched, they were going at this trip like an army
maneuver... all pieces of paper and stopwatches.

The greatest surprise was that the speed of this thing which they'd only
used from Prague to Regensberg was far better than they'd expected.

'No need to rush,' Zervo told his pal. 'I'll relieve you at Prague and do
the Brno bit...OK.'

'Fine.' Anton had gone up in my estimation a bit, he slung this Leopard
Tank around like a sports car, to be blunt, he hammered it and it seemed to
like it. The nice regular sound of the autobahn under our wheels made me
quite dozy until Zervo opened up the hatch in the driver's compartment to
allow forced air to whistle through the van. Well, that lasted for fifteen
minutes until we all had frostbite and the van was knee deep in loose
paper. All the same, it was great fun. Zervo seemed to be poncing around
forever so Tommy and myself claimed the two seater alongside the driver and
ogled the passing traffic and the Czech Repuplic flashing by.

We passed Brno around three o'clock which was much better timing than
they'd anticipated and pressed on at warp speed for Hodonin and the border
but the traffic defeated us coming upto the border so we pulled into a
campsite near to (almost on top of) the River Morava. The gatekeeper or
whatever he was charged us up but we got a space and an electricity and
phone pole so we were set for the night.

'Those kids are in the buff,' Anton spoke quietly as he mucked around
sorting out the phone and power line.

Tommy and my heads whipped around and he was right, there were a gaggle of
kids swimming and generally splashing around in the river less than fifty
metres away and I could see the flash of flesh, we were just about in the
East and it was summer after all.

'Save a shower?' I looked at Zervo.

'Upto you,' he laughed. 'You're big boys, go and mingle. We'll eat in
around an hour. That's exactly what we did, we stripped off in the van
doubtlessly observed by both Zervo and Anton but who cared, they'd be
taking pictures of us for the next two weeks and the bulk of them would be
nude. We galloped over to the little mob with just our towels wrapped
around us but it was still hot enough not to need them. Once in the water
we soon made friends with what little Czech we could muster. Mine was
limited to 'please' and 'thank you' but Tommy knew 'hello' which got us to
splashing each other at least. I must admit we were the oldest there and
apart from a couple of sweeties there was no one worth inviting home.

We overstayed our swimming session and in the end Zervo came to collect us
for our supper or evening meal. He and his pal were down to shorts but they
had put our tent up for us and slung the sleeping bags inside so we were
set for the night. Now this is God's honest truth what I'm about to say but
please believe me. I don't know who first suggested taking a few pictures
and the not normal outdoor playing around outside kicking a ball around
pictures but I put it down to the booze. We'd drank (or been fed) two cans
of strong Czech lager apiece and somewhere along the line the suggestion
was mooted (you like that?) that we did some nudeys in the sleeping
comparment, their bedroom.

I shrugged, I was feeling a bit woozy and half asleep so I couldn't have
cared less, I looked at Tommuy and he seemed almost comatose. They say
driving's tiring well I guess sitting watching is tiring as well or perhaps
it was the lager.

'Just laying there doing what boys do,' Zevro suggested. Anton sniggered in
the background.

'How do you know what we do?' Tommy giggled and on reflection it wasn't the
smartest thing to say.

'We were boys as well a few years back,' Zervo grinned. 'Nothing over the
top, just companionable stuiff, maybe a brotherly kiss.'

'We're not brothers,' Tommy grinned, 'But we'll give it a go.'

I gave up. If it kept the high command happy and let us get into our
sleeping bags a little earlier so much the better. Anyway, I think there's
a bit of an exhibitionist in all of us and I'd been thinking dirty pictures
for the last couple of days. I just hadn't expected things to happen so
quickly and of course every good plan has a cock up embeded in it. As soon
as we got onto the rather comfortable bed and got our shorts off we were
lost. I think Tommy and I tried to keep cool about things and just made the
bodily contact and wrestled around but we popped hardons almost
immediately. Taking crafty looks at Zervo and his buddy watching I could
see that they were well pleased, we'd walked right into it. We could have
pleaded tiredness and probably got away with it but it had to happen sooner
or later and although I had the strong lager inside of me I was still
randy, maybe even more so.

'Pretty as a picture,' Zervo grinned. 'There aren't for publication, I'll
let you watch me wipe the card later.'

'So what they for?' I asked.

'Just to see how far you two go,' Anton smiled. 'No big deal but close
mates do sometimes mess around together.'

'We do more than that,' Tommy grinned. I could have bloody well killed him.

'OK, give us a show, we promise not to interfere,' Zhervo held his camera
lightly and moved over so Anton could sit down.

'Nah, nah,' I put my hand up in the policeman's halt. 'We've gotta deal.'

'What sort of deal?' Zervo grinned.

'If we do some stuff for you, you've got to do the same for us.' Why did I
feel like I'd just walked into it again, probably as they both nodded like
noddy dogs instantly. We'd been had. Two cans of lager, Tommy's big mouth
and there was a foursome in the offing or not too far off.

'Go on,' Zervo nodded and looked at his mate for confirmation. 'We'll do
exactly what you do.'

'Alrighty,' I turned towards the befuddled Tommy and grabbing his smooth
body bore him onto the bed and glued my lips to his. A few seconds later we
were away, giving it our best shot, I also managed to whisper that we went
as far as a blow and that was it, no anal, we didn't want them knowing all
our little secrets. truth of the matter was that we were both so tired we
would be lucky if we had the strength to shag. As far as I was concerned I
tried to blank them out and concentrated on my lover Tommy. His smooth warm
skin, his firm flesh and his soft lips all came under my oral attack to get
posh and I finally held his hot balls in my hand and sank my mouth over his
jerking cock.

'Nice.' It came as a sigh out of the gloom.

'Aaaah,' Tommy lay there like a stranded fish as I attacked him and tried
to suck him to death and in the end he reversed himself on the bed and took
me into his mouth. At the same time I think he gave them a feast of Tommy
pucker sightings. However, we had one problem, we weren't going to cum, the
beer had virtually disabled us or desexed us. I was as hard as a steel pipe
and so was Tommy but no way were the nuts rising.

We tried and tried but in the end flopped back exhausted and admitted
defeat.

'No matter,' Zervo stood up and I could see the outline of his cock in his
shorts, he was so hard it tented the material and it was big as in bloody
big. Anton was the same but not in the same league as Zervo, I made my mind
up there and then Zervo was mine when the time was right. He looked at me
and winked, he was clearly on the same wavelength. 'Sit on the side, we'll
give you a real show and then bed, we need to get away around eight.'

'OK,' I pulled the still hard Tommy from the bed and he collapsed in the
corner like a sleepy cat and to be truthful I wasn't much better but the
adult show was about to begin.

They went through the same routine as we had but it was plain to see who
was the bitch and it was Anton. I'd like to think that Tommy and I were
equals, we both gave and take to get gruesome but it was different with
Zervo, he did suck Anton to hardness but Anton couldn't keep it going, he
was more interested in getting his lips around Zervo's very hot and hard
cock. Yeah, Anton was the lady and he made no bones about it, he nearly ate
Zervo and right at the end when Zervo flipped him around and with really
minimal preparation rammed his hot cock into Anton's sweaty hole it was no
great surprise.

'Come on, Tommy. Let's get to bed,' I got up and said good night but the
other two were doing the dirty. I didn't know if we were invited to watch
but I wasn't interested, they'd made the point and I didn't want anyone
jumping my bones right then. We had a tight schedule for a couple of days
and we needed our drivers bright eyed and bushy tailed in the mornings, not
shagged out. I suppose the bottom line was that we had little say in the
matter if they decided to stay there for two days but we could certainly
make a point.

I heard Zervo mumble a good night as I nicked a torch and blundered out
into the dark. There were loads of lights from vans and other tents so it
wasn't pitch black just enough to be a bit spooky. A few radios going and a
guitar plunking away and the sound of grunting from the van. Shit, half in
and half out of the tent I leapt back upto shut the door... the least I
could do. By the time I got back into the tent Tommy had claimed both
sleeping bags and the old duvet we'd brouight with us and was making like a
hibernating whatsit.

I managed to get in close and in the end we slept on the bags cuddled up
and with the duvet wrapped around us. It wasn't cold and we just cuddled
and dozed, there was no desire there, the lager had seen to that.

'Fuck that stuff,' Tommy muttered right at the end.

'Ditto... and your breath smells.'

'Ditto, ditto,' he mumbled and turned his back on me pressing his soft
bottom against my hip but as I've said, all passion was dead.

We were awoken at the crack of dawn by Anton who hustled us around; crap,
shower, shampoo and coffee... everything you need for a day on the road and
we were actually moving by seven thirty. We were on our way to Bratislava,
the capital of Slovakia and then head for the Hungarian border and then
East.

It seemed after their get together last night our pilot and navigator had
decided what they called the lower route to the Ukraine which would skirt
the Carpathians and give us a better run, or so they said. They did,
however, promise to come back on the northern route to give us the scenery
and maybe have a camp out for a day or so. We just nodded agreement, we
were in their hands and Zervo had done this trip in his old van. The theory
being if that heap of shit could do it without too many problems, Starship
Enterprise should piss it.

The borders were easy, we went through from the Czech Republic into
Slovakia and then straight into Hungary the only country on our itinery
where none of us spoke the language which is Magyar. Not to labour
Twentieth Century history we were informed by Anton that most of the locals
should speak some German or Russian or they'd been dead for half the last
century. Once we got on the Hungarian autobahn or motorway we should make
good speed. SS Enterprise cruised at 100 kph and would do 120 if we had a
good stretch as most of Hungary seemed to comprise of flat farmland with
little habitation, we just flew along. Zervo and Anton drove for two hours
each and by around ten o'clcock I was feeling tired again.

'We'll stop for lunch around the midday mark,' Zervo announced.

'What time do you expect to cross into Ukraine?'

'The way we're going four this afternoon, if we eat and take our time a bit
it could be six but no later than that.'

'Great,' I yawned and prodded Tommy. 'Can we ask a favour?'

'After last night you can ask all you like,' Zervo laughed.

'Can we go and have a snooze in the bedroom, your bedroom I mean, we had a
hell of a night in that tent.'

'Yeah, go on,' he laughed. 'If you do sex don't make a mess.'

'We'll see how we feel,' I grinned and grabbing Tommy's arm dragged him
from what I was now begining to call the bridge. There was going to be
payment for this loan of the bed but I didn't care and I had dropped a hint
about camping out being uncomfortable. Before we flopped out I checked the
big map in the lounge and it seemed we followed the E60 onto the E75 and
then the E79 took us to the Third World (sorry The Ukraine I meant... must
remember not to drink from the tap).

'I can believe how quick everything is hapening,' Tommy twittered as he sat
on the bed. 'We've visited three foreign countries and haven't even bought
a postcard yet.'

'Haven't had much chance,' I laughed. 'These two are speed freaks.'

'Yeah,' Tomy laughed. 'That Anton motors along for a kid.'

'He's nineteen, not a kid.'

'Well, I fancy him,' he laughed. 'Especially as you fancy Pervo Zervo's big
meaty ol' Oskar filler.'

'Cow,' I leapt on him.

'Slut,' he fought back and we were in each others arms. Yeah, we did draw
the curtains just in case one of these huge lorries past us, we didn't need
to give the driver a free show. 'Mmm... you're hard again.'

'Always,' I giggled. 'I feel better after that shower this morning.'

'Grotty shower place though.'

'Wait until we get into Little Russia.'

'we're not going to Russia, I hope.'

'That's what they used to call the Ukraine.'

'You live and learn,' he stroked my hair as I kissed his smoothy belly (I
love boy's bellies) and slid his t-shirt upto his tits. 'We doing it.'

'Beats I-Spy.'

'You're right there, lover boy,' he said and tugged at my baggy shorts, We
were in business.

Oh, it was nice, it was so soothing cracking down the highway at high
speed, the muted rumbling of the tyres as they hit the occasional join in
the prelaid concrete sections and the pleasant warmth coming from the metal
roof. This time we had a couple of windows slightly ajar so we didn't have
a gale force wind wind blowing us out of our knickers. Well, we had them
off by now and it was naked flesh on naked flesh and all that went with
that. Tommy must have been still hungry as he was making a meal of my
titties but the slight muzziness I'd felt on awakening was gone and I was
well and truly stiff, I desired sex and the sex I desired was laying
alongside me and from his smiles and little giggles as I stroked him ready,
willing and able.

'I bet you a pfennig to a Mark they've got some lube under the pillow.

'You'll have to settle for a Euro.' I grinned as I extracted the blue tube
from under the pillow and rolled on top of him pinning him to the bed. We
moved around and ground our stiffies together but we weren't into foreplay,
we had limited time and we were both a bit let down from the previous
evening.

'Come on,' he groaned shoving me away and hoisting his knees to his chest
exposing himself. 'We'll be members of the 100 kph Club after this,' he
grinned grabbing the lube and uncapping. The next thing I knew he was
slathering the stuff on my jerking erection smoothing it in until my pale
flesh gleamed in what bit of light came through the lightweight
currtains. 'Tasty,' he guided it down to his pucked and I did the rest. One
long gum numbing kiss, one slippery nudge and I was in his sweet tightness
once again... just like coming home. 'Yesssss.' he sighed with satisfaction
and his legs dropped and crossed on my back binding me in tightly as I
started to move to and fro.

'Mmmm,' I moved my hips slowly sliding in and out of his tight hole and
kissing him gently but then sliding my tongue into his mouth. 'Grrrr, you
are so hot Tommy boy,' I started to move faster and faster into his tight
heat.

'I know,' he grinned up and pressed on my back with his calves. 'Harder.'

I rammed away building up a head of sweat and screwed him around on the
bed, all the time he clung to me and when I finally came he just lay there
smiling and gazing into my eyes. I sighed, drained by happy. I could feel
my flesh wilting in it spunk sodden nest but Tommy was happy as I slid free
and lay on him belly to belly. We sat on the edge of the bed and parted the
curtains to watch the flat plain flashing by and in the near distance the
foothills of the distant Carpathians that straddled the border . It was
wonderfully romantic country with it's gypsies, vampire tales and had been
fought over for centuries by invading hordes of Germanic, Slavic and Mongol
tribes but all that was left was poor Hungary underpopulated and doubtless
waiting for the next invader. Still, it was part of the Union now and
things could get better but I had other things to think about, I could feel
Tommy pressing gainst me and not so subtley rubbing his hardon against my
thigh.

'Doggy,' he whispered and reached past me drawing the curtain.

'As you wish, Lord Dracul and don't bite my bloody neck.'

I knelt on all fours in the middle of the bed countering the sway of the
motor home as he moved in behind me and then with the smallest of smears of
the KY postioned and thrust. 'Vlad the Impaler,' he hissed and sucked at my
neck as he lay across me.

'Vlad the Wanker,' I countered as I felt his hot length enter me and root
deep. He was on the move and he was in a hurry by the feel of his randy
shag. Not one for finesse, my Tommy, not when he was on heat.

He held my hips and I pushed back onto his advances as he sweatily slapped
his way to a quick climax and then fell on me bearing me down onto the
mattress still lodged in me and stirring my mess filled gut with his
softening cock.

'Fancy a coffee,' he suddenly spoke sliding free in a dribble of excess
cum. 'Replace the fluids.'

'Don't be disgusting,' I grabbed a wadge of tissues and patted my pack door
dry and then slipped my briefs on. It was over for the time being and Tommy
wasn't one for afterplay. We wobbled our way past the bikes and into the
front of the vehicle to find that Anton was now driving. They must had
briefly stopped and changed around but we hadn't noticed. Zervo was sitting
behind and nodding off but awoke when we mentioned coffee.

'Alright?' He asked.

'Fine,' I smiled as Tommy clattered about in the small kitchen. 'When do we
next stop?'

'In around an hour, just outside Budapest. We need to get our tank topped
up with fresh drinking water and have a decent meal, it'll be the last
until supper around six. According to the guide the place we're stopping
has modern toilets and showers if you're interested,' he added with a
knowing smirk.

'I'm more interested in food,' I laughed. He knew what we'd been at, he
only had to go into his room and have a sniff... mind you that might turn
him on. But Budapest for our next stop, our third capital city in two days,
mind you we were bypassing tham all but we could at least say we'd seen the
tower blocks and church spires in the distance. Of course, the other thing
was he had promised us a more leisurely and touristy run on the way home.

'Where we staying this tonight?' Tommy asked.

'Over the border in the Ukraine, it's a place called Uzgorod quite small
but the have a big caravan park upto Euro standards.'

'What about the rest of the place, Kiev and whatnot?' I asked.

'Kiev's the same but some of the smaller ones are a bit hairy, don't drink
the water and carry your own toilet paper sort of thing,' Anton laughed. 'A
bit basic but the scenery's good.'

'Great,' Tommy said dryly and settled down to watch the surrounds. Traffic
was getting heavier but but slowing us down and and on the horizon we could
see tall buildings, it seemed Budapest was in sight, once we crossed the
river we were more or less in Eastern Europe proper. What we'd travelled so
far was, believe it or not, considered The West (with capital letters). We
were headed for vampire territory and the heartland of the communist buffer
states... great fun but hopefully we were going to find boys and that was
the aim of the game. To fill Zervo's coffers with stacks of nudist and
speedo pictures and maybe something a bit more 'private'. Of course Tommy
and myself were looking to meet some new friends, earn some pocket money,
see something of the country and maybe score some boymeat. You can put that
in any order and precedence you wish. We both knew that the straight
naturist and pin up stuff were part and parcel of the contract, our free
holiday contact if you like... porn wasn't and if they suggested porn,
which they would then they'd better be talking Euros. I had my own
priorities but they were between myself and my pal Tommy.

Around midday we pulled in at this big motorway halt on the Budapest ring
road and did all we wanted which mainly comprised eating like there was no
tomorrow. I was begining to get bad vibes about the Ukraine and had visions
of us starving for the stay. I actually got to send a picture postcard home
and talked Tommy into the same, at least the parents would know we'd
survived so far and would be over the border for nightfall. An hour spent
and fuelling up on the way out we were back on the road and this time it
was full speed ahead, the Ukraine was four to five hours ahead and then
after a good night's sleep (??) we would be heading for their capital Kiev.

The afternoon was far more interesting than the forenoon excluding the sex,
we were running across the foothills of the Carpathians and the road got a
bit hairy at times but we were soon on the flat again and onto the plain
hammering along. I heard Anton comment to Zervo about what good speed we
were making and I was pretty well pleased. I wanted to get out into the air
and bike around, being cooped up in a motor home isn't great fun but we
were covering distance and comfortably so I suppose that counted for
something.

I sat in the back for a while with Tommy and looked at the maps and the
heap of handwritten notes.

'Who's Pavlo?' I shouted through to the front.

'A Ukrainian lad we did some stuff with last summer, he has some nice
younger pals. We're staying at his family place for a week or so.'

'What's it like?'

'Waterworks, he's the boss or his dad is,' Zervo's voice drifted
back. 'Loads of water, dunes, islands... you name it.'

'Sounds fun, how old is this Pavlo?'

'Fifteen but his mates are all younger, he's the Alpha Pussy.' They both
laughed in the front and I wondered what that remark meant.

'The border and Uzgorod for five thirty or around six,' Tommy muttered
after playing around with the calculator.

'Anywhere between five and six,' Anton had walked back. 'Coffee?'

'Yeah.' We spoke as one and started to tidy up. It was a bit of a disaster
zone with the bikes, paperwork and clothing all over the place but once we
got to where we were going it would hopefully be better. I was having
second thoughts about the tent though, the next stop would be in the
Ukraine and I didn't fancy light fingered local lads nicking all our
gear. You'll note we'd taken the Third World comments to heart.

We sat and had our coffee after giving Zervo a mug and Anton returned to
sit with us. 'Kiev tomorrow evening.'

'We stopping or going through?' Tommy asked sounding a bit sour. Poor
Tommy, he was still disgruntled at missing Prague and Budapest.

'Passing through,' Anton laughed. 'We're heading for Tripolje which is a
small water board town on the Dneiper South Resevoir. It's only fourty
kilometres from Kiev which is less than an hour's drive on their
roads. We'll hire a car at Obuchov up the road and have a day in Kiev doing
the touristy bit.

'Hey, that's great,' Tommy grinned at me with his good humour
restored. Anton must have thought so too.

'Fancy a few bedroomy pictures, pass the time, pay for the fuel?'

I shrugged, it was warm in the van and getting stripped off and flopping or
flapping around on the bed seemed a good way to pass an hour or so.

Anton led the way to the rear of the van and we sat on the bed whilst he
fiddled around with a camera then changed his mind and got a camcorder
sorted out. I don;'t know how he was going to keep the battery alive but
supposed there was a charger rigged to run from the van or he had spare
batteries.

'Bit of a waste of time the stills,' he explained. 'The van's jogging
around too much... just get in a huddle on the bed and I'll have a go at
this.' We did as we were told and were just getting on with a bit of
snoggling and groping before he spoke again. 'Too much movement,' he
moaned.

'Tell you what,' I'd just had a bit of inspiration. 'Why don't you and
Tommy have a muck around if the film's going to be crap anyway.'

'Er,' he looked undecided but I knew Tommy fancied him just as much as I
fancied Zervo, pretty much on a one off or suck it and see as they say.

'Yeah, alright,' Tommy grinned as I knew he would and sprawled on the bed
looking inviting bare chested but still with his long shorts on.

'Well, OK,' Anton tried to sound as if he was being forced and unwilling
but I could see the lump in the front of his jeans, he fancied Tommy or he
fancied sex, Mtr Pointy doesn't lie.

'Go on, get snogging,' I instructed Anton after he'd given me a quick
tutorial on the webcam. I wasn't going to waste the capacity, I pretended
to film and took a series of stills which you could. I'd save the movie bit
for anything meaty, like Anton plugging Tommy or vice versa. They worked
their way to naked and both were hard, so far so good, the funny thing was
Tommy was much younger but he was doing all the leading, Anton was playing
the girly bit big time and he loved Tommy's now super stiff cock, he
couldn't get enough. Anton was crouched over Tommy giving me a birds eye
view of his pucker which had a surround of black hair something that didn't
turn me on at all but enough was enough. I saw the lube tube and grabbed
it. Anton still sucking Tommy saw me but didn't say anything as I uncapped
and leant over smearing his ring and ramming a finger in deeply. He just
gasped around Tommy's slippery joint and kept going, he might have thought
I was going to take him but I didn't, he was Tommy's and Tommy winked at me
as I made a sort of 'go for it' nod with my head.

Tommy made his move and grabbed Anton and pulled the laughing youth down
onto the bed and lay him onto his back.

'What I go through for my art,' Anton groaned but immediately lifted his
knees to his chest displaying his lubricated fanny. he certainly wasn't shy
and as I sat there with the camera now running Tommy put his swollen member
at Anton's hole and shoved. I got it all in glorious closeup even with the
van jumping and bouncing along but they didn't care. Tommy was in deep and
hard and Anton's legs were down pressing his little lover in tightly. Tommy
had a man sized cock when he was hard and gave Anton a good seeing to but
Anton was like a little girl, pulling faces and asking Tommy to take it
easy. Tommy didn't take a blind bit of notice but shagged his little heart
out until he gave a shuddering moan and I saw his tight little bottom
clench, I guess it was all over something that was confirmed as he slid
free in a gush of slippery spunk, Anton was well and truly done and to cap
it all he was soft not hard. When Tommy does me I'm as hard as a rock
waiting for my turn. Anton just lay there with a happy little smile on his
face, I think I'd met my first queen, he hadn't even had a wank and he
didn't seem even fussed.

Tommy looked at me and grinned, I knew exactly what was on his mind and I
shed my shorts and handed over the webcam. Kneeling in the centre of the
bed I lifted Anton's legs but he folded them back of his own accord
exposing his spunk gleaming pucker virtually gaping in eagerness. I aimed,
rammed in and he didn't say a thing just held me and let me shag.

Hell of a way to transit Hungary but it had to beat playing cards I suppose
and we were about to spend our first night in the Ukraine and all the time
I had an image of Zervo in my head and that was a naked Zervo but we had
lots of time for that... Uzgorod next stop.


			     To be continued.


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