Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2008 18:19:46 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: THE BOYS OF KOZLOVKA - 3

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

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PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex
in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular
geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow
minors access but you knew that.

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technical authors) but I write as I like. I do like to try and approach the
tale from the boys point of view... get into their tiny minds but you must
realise if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is
me coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank...  that's them.

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THE BOYS OF KOZLOVKA



Part 3



by



G. Cutter




We were both up and ready for the off for around eight. We'd both done our
bit last night, I'd done him around the midnight mark and then he'd done
me. Honour satisfied he slipped into his own bed and messed it up just to
keep the room maid happy and then spent the rest of the night with me. We'd
done enough together and I think I was excited at the prospect of meeting
the mysterious or rather the elusive Mikhail and he was looking forward to
renewing his passion with Yuri who he insisted on calling Yu-Yu. What a
tart but he was good company and even better sex, I was getting quite
attached to him, I'd already started thinking about offering to take him
back to Moscow with me. How's about that for getting carried away.

We timed ourselves to go down at eight thirty when the boys were due and
sure enough there they were all neat and tidy with carrier bags containing
towels and swimwear I supposed. Bo gave me a big sunny smile and Yuri gave
his friendly puppy dog grin although he'd been upto something. I had enough
students and even schoolboys passing through my hands in my job to know
when something wasn't quite right. I just hoped his mother hadn't been
hassling him for being out too late or anything like that.

We got through to the dining room for our breakfasts without Jo and Yu-Yu
breaking into a kissfest which was a relief and I ordered four so called
English breakfasts. My experience with Russian families (and kids) was that
their normal breakfast was a cup of black tea with a handful of poptarts or
similar but this time the boys and myself were treated to a mountainous
fryup large enough to fell a buffalo. They all looked at me waiting for
some pearls of wisdom but all I could come up with was telling them to tuck
in and pretend it was dinner. The two blonds attacked their food like
starving refugees but Jo and I took it easy, at least we had some meat on
us. I kept and eye on Bo, who I now knew to be called Boris, I suspected or
hoped there was news to come.

At the first pause Bo looked at me and finally spoke. 'Mikhail said that
he'll meet you at the jetty around midday if you want to do some swimming
shots and then he'll be at your disposal for as long as you wish.' Well,
that was blunt enough and I thanked him.  'We can stay down there and keep
out of your way,' he glanced at the other two and they nodded agreement
although Jo had to add a little smirky smile.

'Fine, thank you,'

'You're welcome,' he grinned. 'What we doing this morning?'

'Going to the funfair.' Yuri immediately spoke up and elbowed Josip. 'We
can go on the big swings.'

'Great,' Bo rolled his eyes but it was a suggestion at least and Yuri and
Josip had got to giggling again, apparently their mini ice age had thawed a
little which was a relief. I didn't really want a couple of sulky teenies
blighting what looked like a nice sunny day in the making. We finished or
part finished our huge meal, reassured the waiter that it was fantastic and
departed. I, of course, would have liked to have gone back to the room and
resumed where we left things yesterday but we had to let the chambermaids
or whatever do their thing. I made one lengthy phone call before we left
which had them all curious bordering on nosey but we made it out to the car
in the end... their curiosity could keep.

The funfair much to my surprise was a permanent thing not too far from the
town centre and immediately the kids were in holiday mode and I let them
get on with it, I sat in the sun catching up on the newspaperr and thinking
over my phone call. I'd phoned Moscow and talked to my immediate superior
who was a pleasant enough Englishman who I'd often suspected was aware of
my inclinations. Anyway, we had a vacancy for some time for a 'junior' and
I asked him if the job was still available. He'd replied that it was and
than no one seemed very interested. I came clean and told him that I had
recently acquired a pal who might fit the bill and might be interested. He
commented that, that was a lot of 'mights' but he'd put a stop on the job
advert and wait to hear from me. That suited well, all I had to do now was
investigate Josip a little further. It was a thought for the future and I
did like the boy. He had said he had no prospects locally and a lot of boys
finished up in Moscow jobless on the streets, he could take the fur lined
route as I'd heard it called and even you, dear reader can work that one
out.

Anyway, back to the boys, they were all over the place and as the funfair
was mainly for free they were having a ball. I'd slipped Jo a handull of
lightweight rouble notes so he could do the honours as they needed
refuelling from time to time.

He crashed down onto my bench at some stage and looked at me with a scowl.

'Whassup, Doc?'

'That fuckin' Boris took Yu-Yu around his home last night,' he muttered.

'And?'

'Bo managed to fuck the randy little perv,' he looked across at the
laughing Yuri and scowled again. 'Do you know what the little prick told
me?'

'Can't wait,' I laughed. 'This was better than old tapes of Coronation
Street dubbed into Russian (complete with Moscow accents).

'He said he wants to make love to me properly so he tried out a smaller one
first,' he laughed bitterly. 'Whatta crock,' he added surprisingly enough
in English with a thick Russian accent.

'You never said that you spoke English.'

'Learnt it at school and French... I'm better at English, I got a good
pass.'

'Wasted around here.'

'Maybe, Ivan Peterson,' he grinned. 'What do you reckon on that little
slut?'

'Take him at face value, he's not the only dishy little blond on the beach
and he might be telling the truth. He does like you, there's no dispute
there and if he spreads it around a bit, so what? You're hardly a virgin
boy yourself. You can't act the slut youself and then whinge when others
have a go.'

'I suppose.'

'Let's face it, Bo and Yuri would do it with you at the drop of a hat and
at the end of the day, we're on holiday, where's the harm?'

'I suppose so,' he looked at me and smiled. 'I'm in broken heart mode,' he
laughed and getting to his feet rushed across to the other two. I settled
back to my newspaper, I felt like an Agony Aunt but at least the three of
them were running around playing grab arse again.

Around eleven I fed them candy floss and milk shakes and then we piled back
into the car, it was swim time and my appointment with fate. I just hoped
that I wasn't going to be disappointed. I also had a proposal for Josip but
that would come later when we had time to ourselves. I glanced at him in
the rear view mirror and he was in a snuggle with his little Yu-Yu, friends
again. Bo sat alongside me with a self satisfied smile on his face and I
wondered who was next on the evil little sod's shopping list, probably my
Josip. By the way that's what I'd call the pot calling the kettle black.

We got to the pond and sure enough my vision was propped against a fence
bare chested and just soaking up the sun. He must have been on the lookout
for as soon as my dull old red Volvo hove into view he stood and walked
across with his light shirt hooked in one finger. As I parked up and got
out with the boys he zeroed in on me and gave a nervous smile which I
thought was a bit surprising under the circumstances. Here was the dream
boy of half of Eastern Europe and places beyond and if the Gods were on my
side I should have him naked, ready, willing and able before the day was
out... and that was taking huge leaps of faith and imagination.

'Hello, Mikhail,' I spoke in Russian naturally enough and he gave a shy
smile and nodded. The first thing that struck me was that he was tall, as
tall as myself and handsome when he smiled. In the original pictures he was
very po faced, in the flesh he had this shy grin and looked nervous in
spite of being quite capable of looking after himself. He was well built
although not a fatty, a nice broad chest and strong arms featuring a blonde
fuzz, a typical Rusian boy but hey, I was in love with an image and this
was him.  Aaah, he was fucking nice... how's about that for the short
version.

Bo grunted and gave a brief smile, Josip gave a tentative grin and Yu-Yu
clung to Josip.

'Come on lads,' Bo took the lead and they proceeded to strip to their
skimpies and rescued their towels from the car.

'You liked my pictures?' Mikhail perched on my bonnet and grinned, a
genuine and comfortable grin.

'Very much. Very sexy,' I laughed, all my chat had gone, dispelled by his
youthful beauty... aaaah. Soppy sod that I am.

'I know,' he looked at me sideways. 'You aren't going to use my name and
hometown when you take your pictures?'

'No way, Mikhail.'

'Mik or Mikky will do, Ivan isn't it?'

'Right, Mikky,' I smiled.

'So what do you want,' he moved around and squatted on the dusty
ground. 'To take photographs and...'

'Everything,' I cut him off determined to go the whole course. 'Did Bo
mention yesterday aftyernoon or evening?' No beating about the bush with
this one, he damn well knew exactly what I wanted.

'Yeah, Bo told me about last night,' he smiled. 'Then I let him have the
bedroom with that little blond over there, I know my little brother, Bo.'

'I know,' I'd come to a decision. Not too much, not too little, bearing in
mind we were in the sticks and from what I'd gathered things were a damn
sight cheaper around here than in the big city. 'Some nice wet bodied and
dripping underwear swimming pictures, some of the same in my hotel only
dry. Also some nudes.' I paused and he just nodded. 'Maybe some with you
and Bo later and then you can both stay the night and maybe fraternise with
Josip and myself.'

'Fraternise,' he laughed. 'That's one way of putting it but Bo says you're
good fun... and Josip's rather sweet.'

'A package,' I grinned. 'Two thousand five hundred roubles.'

'Three thousand,' he came straight back. 'And I'll look after Bo.'

'Deal,' I pulled him to his feet. 'Could be fun.'

'It will be,' he grinned. 'I'll joint the gang,' he threw his shirt into
the car with the other clothing and propped himself on the car starting to
take his trainers off. Well, I'd allocated myself double the price for the
actual photographic part of my little venture. I'd done well, mind you that
would release money for other things. I realised that these kids were poor
or poor in regards to myself, I had to refrain from chucking money around
like water.

Mikky finally shed his tatty jeans and now in y-fronts remarkably similar
to the ones in the photos flashed me a grin and stood silently letting me
view his well formed body. He had changed very little from his photos and
his penis was already visible within his underwear and so far he was dry.

'Just play around for an hour and I'll snap what I want,' I sorted out my
camera and took a couple for starters. 'Just act normally, I'll drive up
and collect some Cokes and munchies later.'

'OK, Boss,' he grinned and ran upto the pier, ran along it and took a nice
clean and crisp dive from the end. I captured a couple of his jiggly bottom
as he ran and then wandered onto the jetty. I had a couple of spare
memories in the car and another camera, I could get all the pictures I
wanted and the rest of it was organised. Once back at the hotel I wanted
some of him with Bo and then with Josip but after supper, who knew where we
would go. True to my word I did a series of the three of them in their wet
underwear and a load of Mikky solo. They were probably pretty close to the
ones that had lured me here but I coaxed a few more smiles and got him
wrestling and skylarking with the others as well. I broke off after a spell
and drove down to the nearest cafe and bought a load of cold drinks and a
heap of munchies.

As we sat around by the car I broached the subject of a trip to the capital
Kazan, the capital of the neighbouring republic that was. It was supposed
to be quite a place and would make a nice day out, a sightseeing trip for
the following day and Mikky and Bo readily agreed, not so Josip.

'Er, Yu-Yu and I were wondering if we could hang around and just
relax... you know...' he tailed off.

'You and Yuri want the use our hotel room for the afternoon,' I guessed.

'Yeah... please,' he grinned and his little pal did a deep red blush, all
quite charming and who was I to stand in the way of true love. I was now
aware that Yuri had been chastised at home and was under orders to be in by
six for his supper, so would miss the evening action, so why not let him
and Josip play catch up the following day on their own? It was pretty
obvious that Josip and he had some heavy romance planned and two passengers
would be a sight easier to look after than four. I think Josip knew he
could bank on me and that I trusted him to a certain degree, so, once
again, why not?

Of course Bo had to drag it down to gutter level but the moment passed. I
told the brothers that I wanted some camera action later in the afternoon
and that Josip and Yu-Yu could do some milder stuff of the next bed, this
mainly due to Yu-Yu's age. I know they were for my personal collection but
I was still a bit wary as he was so young. As far as his actually sexual
acts were concerned, certainly no pictures and no evidence.

Have another hour and make a move,' I suggested.

'Right,' Mikky agreed. 'It's set to get damn hotter later on, it'll be
cooler in the hotel.'

'Maybe yes, maybe no,' Josip laughed which just about set the tone.

Mikky was right the day got hotter and hotter and even they were played out
in the end, I just hoped they had the energy left for some camera
action. In the end they got their trousers and shorts on, I even prevailed
on them to put their shirts on before returning to the Excelsior although
they griped. What few kids and young men were around were nearly all
stripped to the waist, it was that sort of a day. As we drove through town
there were even people in the central fountain making merry. I parked the
car in the hotel car park where it would be reasonably secure and left the
windows slightly ajar. It was a risk but they had an attendant who stayed
there until darkness after that it was fair game.

We all clumped upto the room and yet again the clerk at the reception took
not a blind bit of notice other than to give myself and Josip a casual
wave. Very laid back but perhaps he thought I was helping the local economy
which I suppose I was. I couldn't keep my eyes off Mikky, it was peculiar
but my love had abated a bit after seeing him in the flesh. Don't get me
wrong, I still liked him, I still desired him but the love had gone, the
mystery had faded now I had him in the flesh. The problem was, I think I'd
fallen for Josip and coping with two major lusts was a problem. I also had
a thing going for little Yu-Yu but I don't want to go there.

I got the ball rolling and had some cold beers sent up which is always the
best way to start one of these sessions, Yu-Yu had immediately glued
himself to the TV and was watching cartoons, Jo had sat with him and they
looked like they were going to do the dirty on the bloody carpet in full
view.  Anyway, once the beer was in Josip sat back down with his little pal
and was feeding him sips of his chilled whatever but Mikky and Bo had
removed their trainers and were sprawled on the bed clearly eager for some
action.

'Why don't you undress each other, nice and slowly.'

'Yeah, why not?' Mikky gave me a lazy smile and it started.

God, they were a sexy pair and I finally got to see Mikky in the flesh. The
stripped each other and then got into a make believe snog or maybe not so
make believe after all, Bo seemed to be enjoying it although he went into
giggle mode a couple of times. Both of them were well and truly hard and
sure enough once I told them to do 'what came naturally' Bo was down on
Mikky and then Mikky reversed himself into a sixty nine. This was far
better than I'd expected and so was Mikky. I knew from the previous
pictures that he was adequate down below for his build but once he popped
one I was surprised. This kid was mansized and I mean six and a bit,
certainly no wimp in the dick department... and little brother Bo loved
it. He was sucking and slobbering and must have had brother Mikky right
down into his gullet.

Their humping into each other's mouths got more and more frantic and even
Josip and Yuri were watching the show. 'I've got to cum,' Mikky rasped'

'Make a mess,' I moved in closer clicking like a lunatic. He obeyed my
instruction to the letter and did a huge cum into Bo's gobbling mouth and
then splashed the remainder onto his face and chest. Poor Bo lay there
hysterical covered in dripping spunk and then as a finale Mikky messily
licked and lapped at the pearly puddles with every sign of enjoyment. The
other two had got on the other bed and this time, Bo lay in his older
brothers arms as I pictured Josip and Yuri performing the same routine. It
was all pretty hectic but at the end of it everyone and that included
myself were exhausted and pretty well drained. The pictures of the lovely
little Yuri squirting his boyish mess onto Josip's laughing face were
masterpieces in their own right. I had enough heavy sex pictures to last me
through the long Russian winter

The time came for Yuri to return to the nest and Mikky and Boris had to go
home for their own supper. We arranged to meet them in the bar for nine
o'clock and that was it all done and finished with. Well not quite
finished, I had paid Mikky half the money which was a fair chunk and I was
hoping that he and his brother would return for the evening's action and
not going to do a disappearing act.

Supper or dinner to be more precise was as good as ever and I finally
popped the question to Josip as one thing had become apparent over the
course of the day. My juvenile style crush that I thought was a burgeoning
love job had faded with Mikhail... the lust hadn't. I was in love, well,
half in love but with Josip. OK, so he was what we'd call an oik in England
but there was something there and it would grow, I was sure of it. With
Mikhail it was just his body, I wanted to shag and get shagged by the boy
and that was the end of it. Don't get me wrong, it was a good scene and I
was already thinking of a winter holiday (and bringing Josip) back to
Kozlovka. I liked the laid back scene and I... well, I just liked it. As my
younger students would say, it was wicked.

'How would you like to come and work for my organisation in Moscow, work
with me, be my boy Friday?'

'Boy Friday?' He looked mystified and shrugged. 'Love to,' he
grinned. 'But... there are problems. I don't know anyone in Moscow, I don't
have anywhere to stay and my English isn't as good as your Russian.'

'They're not problems, they're details. How about your family? Friends?'

'My parents suggested I go to Cheboksary, our capital or Kazan, Samara,
Saratov or one of the other big cities some time ago and find some
work. Friends; you lose them and make new ones, that's life.'

'Your points... You've dealt with the friends bit, I've got a spare room
you can have for a nominal rent and your English will improve the more you
use it.'

'What's a nominal rent... I don't know the word, nominal?'

'You're my boyfriend,' I dropped my voice. 'The only rent you pay is with
you being there.'

'And shagging?' He laughed.

'Mind reader,' I grinned back. 'Interested? I can let you know the starting
wage tomorrow once I make a phone call. I can have the paperwork sent here
so that you can leave with me in a week or so. Spend a week in Moscow
finishing my holiday and meeting people and then down to working for a
living.'

'Busy, busy,' he nodded. 'Yes. To everything, Ivan.' He looked at me and
smirked. 'Do we get to have sex with these English and Russian students.'

'Some,' I called for another bottle of wine. It was done, no going back
now. I had a boyfriend, a workmate and a lodger all rolled into one.

'Everything happening so fast,' he mused and then smiled. 'Good things all
the same.'

'I'll write out a list of what paperwork you need from home, Registration
of Birth and others. I need to get you a passport.'

'We going somewhere?'

'Maybe. England, France and other places, I travel a lot and as my
assistant you'll have to come along.'

'Wow.'

'Just one thing before we go to the Bar. Speak as much English with me as
you can, you're on a tight learning curve.'

'Whatever that is...' He thought for a moment. 'I vish to buck Yuri...' he
spoke in English with a thick Russian accent to thick you could have
cemented blocks with it.

'You want to fuck Yuri, you mean,' I laughed. 'Anyway 'bonk' is a more
polite word in company.'

'Bonk, bonk,' he giggled with glee clearly liking the sound of it. 'Bonk
Yuri.'

'Let's have a drink before our guests arrive.'

We sat on a table towards the back of the bar and sure enough Mikhail and
kid brother rolled up on time, Josip rescued them from reception and we had
a couple of the local beers which were rubbish but a damn sight better than
getting hammered on vodka although both Mikhail and Josip seemed to handle
it better than I did, then again I like something a little more
subtle... like a decent whiskey.

We didn't rush upto our room, we all knew what we had organised, it was a
double fuck, as easy as that. Very mechanical and businesslike but then
again that didn't need to stop us having a nice drink and a natter. The
boys were quite excited about their day trip to Kazan on the following day
and Jo boy was even more excited about the prospect of finally topping his
Yu-Yu. He explained the English word 'bonk' to Bo and soon they were both
at it and soon it was 'bonk off', 'bonking weather' and all the rest of
it. I tried to explain that it was used to describe the sex act and not
used as a swear word but they liked it.

'Talking about bonking...' Mikhail looked at me and then his watch, it was
coming on ten and if we lingered much longer the muppets would be legless.

'Yeah, let's go,' we stood and left leaving the others to follow us in
their own time. Once in the bedroom I pulled this bloody great screen
across and positioned it between the beds and then did the ambience bit,
dimmed down lights, soft background music and Mikhail's tough young body in
my arms. God, he was strong, I wasn't quite sure who was going to be the
dominant partner but who cares if you're taking turns. Josip and Bo rolled
up twittering like a pair of canaries but once they had a couple of kisses
and got undressed they quietened down. I did hear the new word being used
again but accompanied by giggles. Eventually they went real quiet but by
then I was in bed naked with my Mikky.

'You are oozing well,' he giggled. 'Juicy man.'

'Big boy,' I whispered as I lay alongside him mouthing at his smooth neck
and holding and massaging his fat cock, It was big as I may have said and
it was a good handful. He turned into me and took me in his strong arms
feeding my hardness between his legs and then binding us together by
cupping my buns with his hands. I dry fucked and wriggled against his warm
body as he worked his way onto his back with me laying on top. He did like
my bum, he squeezed and stroked my buttocks as I slowly moved between his
legs but he had his own little plan. He parted his legs and I sort of
slipped between rubbing my belly on his hardness sandwiching it between our
bellies . His legs slowly parted and his knees rose allowing me to move in
nearer and nearer his pucker, at last with a dint of effort I felt my glans
slip across his ring as he lifted his middle. Finally, he finished his
playing around and folded his knees back to his chest.

'You have some stuff?' He whispered but there was no need, I could hear
movement from the next bed, they were doing their thing and not interested
in us at all.

'I reached out and found my lube under the pillow which I did hide from the
chambermaids every day before you comment and managed to uncap it one
handed. As he lay there looking at me I smeared some on his pucker, not a
lot but enough to ease the portal with just a smidgeon inside. As a bonus I
daubed a bit on the end of my dick which was precuming already and then
bent for the task.

'Slowly,' he whisped and held his knees to his chest in open invitation. I
leaned in to kiss him and then down a little to guide my erection to his
pre-oiled ring, located and gently pushed. He opened up easily and he just
gave a little murmur as my glans parted his ring and slipped into his hot
flesh. 'Aaaah...' he held me tightly and grinned although I noted a tear at
the corner of his eye, maybe not such a well used bitch boy after all. I
moved in deeper and then he relaxed as I started to move. Slowly and
fractionally at first, I became more bolder as his tenseness eased and I
moved in deeper feeling my penis clamped by his hot, sweet and totally
willing flesh. He gave a sigh of satisfaction as my pubics nestled under
his tight scrotum and my full length lay encased in his firm young body. He
was just emerging from boyhood and he had some meat on him, I pinched and
squeezed his nipples as I moved faster and faster until my movements were
slick and easy. He clamped and eased on me and pressed his calves onto my
back as I went faster and faster beginiing to fuck for real. He began to
moan and wriggle on me as I went for my climax ramming and hammering into
his soft bottom mashing my lips onto his as I neared the end.

'Mikky...' I groaned as I slammed in for the last time and he smiled at me
as I felt my hot cum surge up my shaft and splash into his belly in three
or four meaty blasts. He was done and held me tightly as we continued to
kiss and I slowly worked myself by hip action alone in and out of his
juiced up boy fanny. He was good and I was satisfied. I'd scored after all
the waiting, dreaming and hoping. There was one thing left to do and as my
belly rested on his hardness I could feel from his weeping knob that it
would be a quicky. Maybe something a bit more dreamy and sedate later in
the evening or in the middle of the night but his immediate shag was going
to be a quicky.

The point was that now the search was over. I'd fallen in love with a
photograph, an image and now I'd finally laid my obsession to rest and
gained a boyfriend in the process. The fact that the boyfriend was in the
next bed pigging out on a schooly was incidental. As I slipped free from
Mikhail and he flattened me on the bed going through the pre sex kissing I
wondered if Jo would pass his little Yu-Yu on after they did the dirty, I
may as well make a clean sweep whilst I was here.

'Lift,' Mikhail whispered as he knelt between my legs, I was back in
business.

He was very gentle and lubed me up slowly and sensually making great play
of his finger fucking and relaxing my sphincter and when he bent his body
and worked his big dick in me I was happy he'd done so. I know they always
feel bigger than they look but his stretched me and gave me a twinge but
once he was in and moving I just lay back to enjoy. He clearly been
practicing on Bo or maybe he had paying customers but he was clean, he was
very close shaven and he kept himself tidy... a bit more than meets the eye
to our Mikhail I fancied but maybe I was having an attack of the
cyncicals. I had the day in Kazan with he and Bo the next day and would
treat them to a decent restaurant meal and buy them some goodies and maybe
find out a bit more about them.

'Aaah, nice one, Mikky,' I ran my hands up and down his smooth chest
pressing my legs down on his back and he started to go faster. His cock
felt like a velvet covered steel bar as he plumbed my depths seemingly to
get that swollen glans of his into every corner but he'd just got it right
with the lube and I lay their relishing the feel of his warm body in me and
on me. As he stared to go faster I clasped his firmly muscled buttocks and
pulled him in tightly as he worked towards his climax.

'You like?' He moved in and out a little and then gave an extra dig just to
make sure I was awake.

'You'll do,' I grinned up at him and pressed my legs on his slightly sweaty
back, I didn't want him getting big headed but he was tasty, everything I'd
expected in fact. As he began to move for real I clung to him and sure
enough he wasn't that straight or rental (I lost the word there). His lips
met mine and there was feeling in the kiss, I've had enough boys to know
when a kiss is done for effect and when it's done out of affection... this
one was a loving kiss. Perhaps I was kidding myself but as I lay there with
his meaty Russian youth cock moving inside me that's what I preferred to
think. He made it last and got me going, he seemed to build upto a climax
and then ease off and then start again. In the end I finished up whispering
urgently for him to cum, probably just what he wanted as he went into robot
mode at the end forcefully and mechanically driving into me like a
machine. My head hit the headboard as he drove me up the bed with his
thrusts but at the end he groaned and rammed into me so hard I thought he'd
split me. His fat cock spewed his hot cum into my guts and he kept
going. He was fucking on empty (reminds me of that River Phoenix film) and
still he kept going until he collapsed in exhaustion with his thick cock
slowly wilting in it's own mess.

He was good and rental or not I didn't care, we'd do it again and out of
the blue I decided that I would do Yu-Yu if he was available. Mikhail for
all my dreams and subsequent mixed feelings was good, bloody good I might
add, Josip was a dream and then there was Bo... why not add Yuri as the
icing on the cake. I was on holiday.

It must have been midnight or after as we silently slipped from the bed and
made for the bathroom. Jo and Bo, who sound like a circus act were asleep
or silent at least in the next bed and we abandoned them. I don't know if
I've mentioned it but the bathroom was large, carpeted and quite
plush. Once we'd done discreet abortions we got ourselves into the big bath
with loads of foam and cavorted (a fine word). We were like a pair of soapy
seals if that doesn't stretch the imagination too much. Bugger me if ten
minutes into the game he managed to get behind me and drove his hot flesh
into me again. Remarkable powers of recovery that boy, he did me in the
soapy suds at great length and to keep the score equal I took him doggy on
the carpet later on.

I lost track in the sweaty animal antics in the end and barely remembered
slapping into his crouched body driving in hard and deep and him pushing
back onto me demanding more and more. I gave him my all and eventually we
returned to bed a damn sight more shattered than when we left.

We were awioken by the sound of the dairy deliveries and I was in a state,
my bum was sore, my dick was sore and Mikhail was laying alongside be
bubbling and snoring. I could even hear activity the other side of the
screen. Unbelievable, Josip and Bo were at it again. In the end we managed
to smuggle the boys out of it via the sauna and went down for breakfast but
it was non stop. Mikhail and Bo were coming back around nine for the trip
to Kazan but Yuri was waiting already in the lobby. We stepped outside and
sat on the veranda shaded from the morning sun.

''What time are you leaving?' Yuri looked at me and gave Jo a little look
of adoration. Aaaah sweet!

'About ten if they get here in time.'

'What time you coming back?'

'Don't worry Yuri, not until around five.'

He giggled and Jo grinned at me, Jo was looking unusually chipper after his
night's exploits . We hadn't discussed our lovers but we would in time. I
was thinkiing day's ahead all the same.

'Take time to get all that paperwork I listed,' I ordered him.' Business
before pleasure, my Jo boy.'

'Yes. Boss,' Jo nodded accompanied by Yuri's giggle again. 'Yu-Yu and I can
hop a bus over hiome.' I still had the feeling that as soon as the boys and
myself left for Kazan these two would be up in that room like a pair of
lovebugs, I needed to remind them of the chanbermaids which I did as I
slipped Jo the one and only key.

My two turned up on time and we set off to Kazan, it wasn't a long ride but
it was a dusty one and I won't tell you about the day as the story will
turn into a travelogue. Suffice to say I thoroughly enjoyed it and having
two dishy teens like Mikhail and his kid brother accompanying me with their
shirts open to the waist and in knee length shorts was a buzz in itself. We
ate in quite an upmarket place, toured the churches and other historical
places and when they (and I) began to tire I bought them some t-shirts and
flashy trainers. It was a good scene and I enjoyed it even if I spent half
the time thinking how I was going to bed my ever increasing circle of
'friends' one at a time rather than by the cartload. The solution came when
Bo reminded Mikhail that the family had visitors in the evening and they
had to be there. Whether it was contrived or not it suited me and I
arranged to meet them the day after at the pool around lunchtime. At least
it gave me the night with my Josip and we could compare notes. All in all a
good day and at least I could tell my boss, when I got back to work, I'd
been to Kazan, the capital city of Tatarstan. I should also visit
Cheboksary, the capital of Chuvashia but it seemed a lot more industrial
than Kazan and my time was limited after all. Jeez, I hadn't even
investigated Kozlovka yet which reminded me that Yuri's mum ran a sort of
touristy shop... I should check it out.

The drive back was hot and dusty on a poor road and I dropped the boys off
near their home with a firm promise to meet up the following
lunchtime. Mikhail suggested that we meet up before I returned to Moscow
for another prolonged session of 'bonking' to which I readily agreed, I
just needed to sort out my appointment's diary.  As I drove off and headed
for the hotel I wondered how the Josip and Yuri saga had worked out. Pretty
good as it happened .

I got back to the Excelsior around six which gave me plenty of time for a
shower and even a lie down before the evening meal but I didn't have a room
key, hopefully the boys hadn'd decided to go swimming. They hadn't, the
door wasn't locked and I walked in to find Jo sprawled on his bed in total
disarray but mustering a big smirk as soon as he saw me.

'How went the day?' he managed in passable English.

'Good, nice place Kazan,' I threw him a bag with a pair of nice khaki
combats and a rather skimpy pair of speedos which he tore into like a
savage. After all the expressions of appreciation which involved a load of
kissing and groping he flopped back onto the bed again, the poor dear was
exhausted.

'So, tell me,' I spoke in Russian and sat alongside him. 'How did Yuri
perform.'

'Ah... Yu-Yu,' he kissed the tip of his fingers. 'He loves it, I must thank
Bo... Yu is so demanding,' he giggled.

'Must be,' I laughed. His normal semi erection was as soft as a bar of
custard (like that one?). My Josip wandered around in a state of perpetual
half hardness but not today, he was as limp as a dead eel to be
honest. 'He's worn you out... more than once?'

'Three times,' Jo said proudly. 'The first time he said it hurt a bit but
he came back for more twice and...'

'And?'

'He's a bit of a raver, he has his eyes on Mikhail and...'

'And?' I laughed.

'You, Ivan. He wants you.'

'Great,' I grinned supressing a sigh of relief. 'Did you get your
paperwork?' I returned to planet earth.

'Yes, all of it. I got a bus just after you left and was back in stacks of
time for Yu. I have to take you to see my mother tomorrow. She wants to
meet you.'

'OK, no probs... shall we tell her we're getting married?'

'Are we?' He managed to look coy which was a struggle for the randy rat but
he tried.

'We are, back in Moscow .'

'Good. I have a present for you,' he looked a little uncertain.

'Really?'

'Yu-Yu is coming around after dinner. He says he's going to ask his mother
if he can stay the night.'

'Jeez, he's only twelve, his mum's bound to say no.'

'He's a very persuasive little boy and by the way, he's not that little or
that girly once he gets going.' Josip lay on the bed and stretched out with
a big self satisfied grin on his dusky features.

'We'll have to wait and see,' I stood. 'I'm going to have a shower and get
changed.' I left him admiring his cargoes and went into the bathroom. I
couldn't believe that Yuri would get to stay overnight but he was Josip's
friend not mine or that was the reasoning I used. There was an outside
chance I supposed and time would tell.

I was only under the shower a minute when Jo came in, he'd stripped and had
his new speedos on, he looked delicious and they fitted him well. Just a
little tight but no squishing his bits if you follow. 'I have been asked
around to Mikhail and Bo's tonight,' he declared striking a pose.

'You going?'

'It's upto you, you're the boss.'

'Ah, don't be silly. You're your own man,' I grinned as I drew him under
the warm waterd him cupping his tight litte orbs throught the smoothness of
the silk.

'I might get asked to stay the night,' he murmured. 'I probably shall get
asked,' he corrected himself. 'They both like a bit of asiatic meat,' he
giggled. 'Pricks.'

'Why don't you stay to welcome Yu and make your mind up then.'  I soaped
his chest, worked down to his belly and managed to tug down the front of
his new speedos so that his flaccid but thickening cock sprang out.

'As sure as you don't mind,' he turned so that his beautiful sallow skinned
bottom came into sight. He had me wrong this time, I turned him again so
that this time his rapidly stiffening cock slipped straight into my mouth,
after that he gave up.

He stood there with his new speedos around his knees as I held his firm
bottom moving my mouth up and down on his succulent cock. Yuri must have
worn him out but after a lot of work and some sexy tongue action on his
nuts I felt them tighten up and went for the jackpot. He whined and clamped
his bottom as I slid two fingers into his slippery pucker digging deep and
hard as I took him right down into my throat and I was rewarded by two
decent blasts of thick boy cum. Even after three with his Yu he was up for
more and I cuddled him as he sagged.

'Sleep over with thiose two and I'll have to lay on my belly all night,' he
commented as we rinsed off.

'They won't mind,' I assured him as we dried off and got ready for the
evening meal. I was still a bit doubtful regarding Yuri turning up so was
doubly surprised when he wandered in as bold as brass and sat himself down
at our table.

'Good evening,' he ventured in shattered English. Seemed Josip had them all
at it.

'Bon soir.' That got Yuri but Josip beamed, I remembered he had a little
little French.

'I brought my tootbrush,' Yuri grinned opening his jacket displaying the
head of his toothbrush poking from an inner pocket.

'Meaning your mum's OK with you stopping over?' I called the waiter over
and got Yuri a Coke.

'Yeah,' he replied with a smirk.' She probably thinks you're a rich
Muscovite sugar daddy... I told her you were half English and had a
boyfriend but she wasn't listening.'

'You should have told her that the 'boyfriend' was rumping your sweet arse
all afternoon.'

'No, no,' he laughed. 'I didn't want to overdo it.'

'Er, Yu...' Jo finally spoke up. 'I'm going around Mikhail's tonight and
might sleep over... you going to be OK with Ivan.'

'Of course,' Yuri grinned. 'Ivan will look after me, won't you Ivan,' his
leg pressed against mine under the table.

'Done and dusted,' I gave them the expression in English which confused
them and then translated it into Russian which left them just as
bewildered. Never mind, I knew what I meant.

We sat at the table for a while, Jo and I had a beer and Yuri pigged out on
Coke and eventuually we made ourr way back to my room. By now and as you
will have gathered I was getting well and truly deeply in love with my
Josip but I just wished he'd bugger off and do his thing with Mikhail and
Bo. I wanted Yueri all alone and I hadn't quite got overt the fact that he
was overnighting. Jeez, the boy was only twelve, his mother must be mad but
I had to bear in mind he'd already been 'done' by Bo and done 'big time' if
I knew my Jo. Three times in one session was over the top even for a sex
mad sixteen year old and a nymphomaniac twelve. He was a beauty all the
same and was lounging about as they invaded the room's mini bar. It had
been a choice of vodka or vodka but I'd managed to get a bottle of
counterfeit Johnny Walker in there which wasn't bad as it was probably made
in someone's garden shed.

'Well. I'd better make a move,' Josip declared. 'Don't want to make the fan
club wait,' he ruffled Yuri's hair . 'You look after my Ivan.'

'You look after my Bo,' Yuri came back with, a remark that went down well.

Josip left us to it and I was alone with the blond, cheeky faced
munchkin. He'd really come out of his shell in the short time we'd known
him and I suppose that was reasonable, after all, he seemed intent on
shaging his way through our little foursome and that was quite an adult
ambition.

'Well, we may as well go up, Yuri,' I decided at last after glancing at my
watch. We were nearly last in the restaurant and the waiters were clearing
up and looked like they were setting the tables for breakfast. I got a
couple of curious glances sitting there with Yuri but ignored them. 'I've
got a bar in my room if you're thirsty.'

He looked at me and grinned. 'I wouldn't mind a shower.' Well, that's a
pretty good way to start of a night's debauchery.

We went upto my room as usual totally ignored by the one young guy on
reception and I wondered if they were instructed not to show any interest
in the guests and their companions. Probably so as I hadn't seen any young
men mounrting those stairs but more than a few females who looked to be
'ladies of the night' as they used to call them. I suppose there was a
police presence in the town but all I'd seen were a pair of rather dozy
looking militiamen and another vaguely directing traffic one morning. Yuri
was a chance but one I was willing to take, the greater the risk the
sweeter the fruit.

Once in our room he stood a little awkwardly which was surprising seeing he
had been supposedly shagged in that same room in the afternoon but aas soon
as I put my hands on his waist and drew him in he relaxed and cuddled in as
I guided him down onto the bed. He smelt boyish, of sunny, dusty days, and
school holidays, he was willing to try anything. I could feel the hardness
in his trousers as he rubbed against me like a little mongrel and I fondled
his tight little bottom. 'Shower,' I prompted.

'Yeah,' he giggled and parted sitting on the edge of the bed kicking off
his trainers and then peeling his socks off in the start of his
routine. I'd have to take him and Josip over to Kazan for a shopping
trip. This wasn't just paying people you understand, it was racking up good
khama as I fully intended to make the trip to Koslovka again. What I'd seen
performing on that jetty was a big enough draw and I did have friends here
already.

He did the pseudo shy bit after he'd taken his shirt off and I avoided
looking at him as he dropped his long shorts and stood there in his tiny
white briefs. His stiffness was very evident and looked a damn sight larger
than what I'd seen down at the pool. Well, it would be larger but what I'd
seen waterside must have been the really shrunken edition. This was nicely
meaty and around the four inch mark. He grinned at me and wriggled his
hips. 'Sharing?'

'Why not,' I shrugged and stripped off keenly observed by my little angel
who submitted to another bareskin wrestle on the bed but this time the
briefs went leaving us both totally naked. I was still a bit dubious about
going the whole way bearing in mind his age and size but in the end decided
that if he could handle Bo and Jo it was time for him to try the
mansized. If he was intent on having Mikhail he needed some practice. I
grabbed his wriggling body and bore him off to the bathroom stiffling his
boyish squealing with my lips.

We stood in the shower and I soaped him up until he was as slippery as an
eel and he persistently attacked my swollen member with his hands and at
one stage knelt and sucked it but I drew him upright again. I was so ready
to go and I didn't want to go into his mouth, I wanted his sweet bottom and
then again and again. All the same I got down and sucked his sweet willy
and fingered his pucker quite easily penetrating into his inner warmth with
my fingers until he was wriggling and squirming with evident pleasure. So
much for shy, he was acting like a well paid up menber of the Moscow Rent
Boy's Association. I reckoned he'd do pretty well at it as he shoved back
onto my fingers and then forward into my mouth. He did a frantic bit of
squirming and gave a grunt and cum into my mouth which was a nice one and
surprisingly thick and creamy for a kid his age. Almost eatable boy spunk
slipped down my throat as I buried my nose in his almost hairless mons
pubis taking his dick into the root. He sagged and I held him as the
refreshing shower cleaned the soap from our bodies. In the end I tood him
out and tenderly dried him with one of the hotel's bit towels and annointed
his clenched little boy fanny with a skin care lotion. No fucking around on
the bed with this one, the foreplay was over and it was now time for the
end game. He squirmed and clamped on my fingers and finally groaned his
disappointment as I slipped them free and slapped his bottom.

'Come, little one.' Jeez, I was talking like an Evil Stepfather and feeling
like one as I lifted his damp body again and took him to bed.

He quite naturally rolled onto his belly and shoved a pillow under his
middle splaying his legs. His brown upper body gave way to the whiteness of
his bottom and then the tan took up again just over his knees. He spread
his legs so wide I could se the gleam of his pre oiled ring in the now dim
lighting of the room. 'Come on then,' he whispered impatiently and wriggled
his sweet bum again.

I quickly slopped some of the lotion onto my rigid shaft and then just a
bit on my glans, I was weeping precum and was on top line to pop. I slipped
my hot cock right upto his pucker, he flinched but held firm as I pushed
again feeling his delicious back door open for me and his flesh gripped me
as I sunk in even deeper. He was obviously and clearly used but he was so
tight I nearly passed out with the equisite pleasure of his hot flesh
around me. He gustily sighed and clasped the bedding as I made my first
tentaive moves in and out of his sweet sugar pot. He seemed to experience
no difficulty until nearing the end with about an inch to go he began to
moan but I realised he wasn't in pain, he was enjoying it. At last he
accepted me totally, my full length was in his body and he craned his head
aoprund for a kiss and I moved. 'So big,' he pushed up onto me and I went
for it. This time I had to have release but the next time would take longer
and the third time, well, who knows.

In the end he'd pushed himself almost into a crouch and I slammed into his
sweet arse driving him up the bed until I felt my heat rising and then
spill in spurts and thick gouts into his tiny bottom. His head dropped and
his arse remained in the air as I grabbed his hips and hammered away
mercilessly until I felt myself begin to wilt. I stirred in his messy hole
and slipped free with a sigh of pleasure and he rounded on me grabbed me
fiercely slipping his tongue into my throat.

'You're my biggest,' he declared proudly.

'Good,' I kissed him on the nose and then the lips. There wasn't much left
to say.

Before the night was over I'd done him on his back with his legs in the
air, the full frontal. I also did him to the tune of the milkman's delivery
and he did me twice so it was a pretty busy night. I enjoyed it although I
was knackered at the end, so was he, the difference being he was all smiles
and as chirpy as a sparrow at the end. I managed to smuggle him out via the
public steam bath doors and he returned fifteen minutes later with the
local papers to join me for breakfast. Just as we started Jo rolled up so
we were a party of three once more... a good day for a trip to Kazan again.

Apart from getting the boys some goodies I could also post Josip's
paperwork upto Moscow. I had another week of holiday but I could relax now
and maybe visit some of the sights nearer to Kozlovka. I'd found the
attraction I'd been searching for and a couple of strays to be perfectly
honest. The main thing was that I'd found my Josip and things were
certainly going to change in the future both at work and in my personal
life. I'd never had a live in boyfriend so that would be an experience in
itself.

'Fancy a drive over to Kazan, lads?'

'I'll have to let me mum know,' Yuri smiled. 'She won't mind.'

'Excellent,' I nodded at Josip who I swear was a mind reader.

'We can catch a swim on the way back,' he contributed. 'I know a pond about
ten kilometres away, a bit near my home town. Might even meet some mates,'
he grinned at Yuri and myself.

'Sounds good,' I grinned at my comopanions for the day. 'Let's go.'



				  THE END


Sorry that this has taken so long but I've had a writer's block in spite of
having the story all planned out.  I also haven't been feeling too well
lately all keeping me from the keyboard.  So, dear readers... I'm well
behind on all my little soaps and serials.

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