Date: Wed, 06 Apr 2016 20:49:58 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: Dima's Choirboys - Chapter 10 This story contains scenes of a mild sexual nature and if you are not allowed to read it please don't. If you are not old enough please don't. If by reading this you are breaking any laws in your country, then please donot read any further. If however you do, you can legally and want to, then read on and enjoy the story. Please DO NOT make copies, or post this story in any other sites without my specific permission. Introduction – and reminder. If you want, you can skip the descriptions and go to the story below Here is some information to remind our readers about our boys. Pasha 14 was never the tallest boy of our group, but always well built, slim and strong. He has a winning smile, blue eyes with fine lashes and thick black hair, and the shortness of his stature causes attention to be drawn to his balls which are hung very low and are of considerable size and bulk. His penis is not large but of ample girth and grows considerably in erection. He now has a fine full black bush and thick hair on his balls. His speaking tones are a fine baritone but he still retains his soprano singing register but not for much longer now. His face is very boyish and, after he has carefully shaved his tash, and he and could pass for a less mature boy of his years. His hairy legs and arms give away his sexual development, especially when he is wearing shorts in the summer. He is very sexually active with his friend Kirill and has a weakness for pressing his trouser-clad penis into boys on the metro. He is a copious and quick spunker and this can sometimes be an embarrassment because he is apt to spunk his pants if he gets excited. In tight swimming clothes, which are compulsory in Russia in the baths, he looks very sexy with his splendid bottom. Of course, he cannot wear small European speedo-style pants but the supportive trunks which just extend a little further down the leg and have a well proportioned front pouch which can be well filled out by boys of ample build, the tip of his penis clearly showing in the material. In normal clothing, he wears his balls close to his right leg and snugly supported by cotton trunks. In tighter trousers like Russian jeans the bulge is very noticeable because he must wear his balls gathered at the front. Dima is 15 but still very boyish but tall now, and his pubes haven't started to grow yet and even his speaking tones are still light and boyish, although his balls are not far smaller than Pasha's; he is proud of his pubic development, and is the only one of our friends who is in a really passionate relationship with a girl. He is a strong spunker and his orgasms, which take a lot of working up, are very intense causing him to cry out in ecstasy. Artem, also 15 is the boy we have followed from the first story in Russian Choirboy Pubes and now he has nearly finished singing. He retained his voice for a long time but this is now his last concert. He has very large balls and a thick bush and in the younger days was proud of being able to spunk the farthest of all the boys in the choir. He has now grown out of playing with his friends and only has an appetite for his girl. Gena, aged 11, passed a milestone in his life recently: FUCKING EARLY PUBES! Some weeks before, the young watery spunker found the first hairs on his pubic region whilst wanking with the others. He was already the first spunker amongst his fifteen classmates when he arrived in September, (although several have started watery spunking this last month, and Roma is already producing white sperm, although not as much or a thick as Gena!); and in six weeks there has been a fast growth of little black hairs across the pubic region with a concentration around the base of the penis and where his balls join his body, His balls are already heavy and descended in the bulbous sac, causing the penis to point slightly outwards at the base before curving down to just below the balls. His legs and arms are already quite hairy but his voice is still silky and boyish. Sasha, aged 12, is completely smooth, his pubic region milk-white, but not innocent! His balls are shapely and large, still well formed and prominently forward, not hanging loosely as in later puberty but pear-shaped and elegant, looking great on his boyish boy The penis is of ample girth, long and supple, obviously active and well wanked, sitting elegantly supported by the balls and hanging just below. His orgasms are now getting intense and he is spunking, usually looking at porn on his tablet. His legs are athletic and strong, devoid of hairs, and his feet rather small. His voice is light and delicate Kirill is 12 and had the beginnings of a bush at the base of his penis since he had turned eleven and now it is thickly extended across his pubic region and his balls and penis are very large and hung low and still completely smooth and attractive, hanging like pears in an ample bag. His penis is very long when erect and he is able to take the head into his mouth much to the excitement of his friends. His speaking voice is still light but with a mature tone of falsetto. His singing voice is still soprano. His tash is starting to grow and he shaves it regularly. Only Pasha and a few others know his secret that he is a blue boy and he has enjoyed many secret sessions with Pasha and has become attracted to older boys and young men and has been wanking to the thought of the young English choirmaster who is visiting the school. Peter is 12, tall and well built with a fine bone structure to his face and his balls have just descended and can be clearly seen in the growing sac but his penis is still small. When he came to the school six months ago the foreskin looks a little tight as if he had not done much wanking. Although he is still completely smooth, the foreskin is much looser from constant wanking and he is shooting watery spunk Victor is Peter's cousin and also 12 but not at all tall but more mature. When he arrived his penis was really quite fat, not overlong but well supported by his firm ball-sac which was quite devoid of hair, his pubes confined to a sexy tuft at the base of his penis. Just a few tiny hairs were spreading across the pubic area, but these were hardly visible. As for the foreskin, this was well-stretched and it was obvious that the skin slid far back during the process of wanking. Six months later his bush has grown in and the penis swelled. His balls have lost the elegant shape they once ad and are now hanging low and he is thickly spunking. . His speaking voice, once very boyish, is rough and husky but his singing voice is still completely delicate. James is English and is married with a son whom he brought to the choir camp two years previously. He is visiting the choir school because he is secretly very attracted to young boys in puberty. He gradually lost his inhibitions in the camp when he met pasha and the boys and was able to observe them in the banya and showers. He was seduced by young Pasha in the woods on the last night and has been going crazy to return ever since then. He is only 36 and still very youthful-looking. ......................................................................... At the concert, Artem and Little Dima had taken the show as the soloists with their beautiful soprano voices and winning smiles, Artem especially getting the acclaim as the audience had been told it was to be his last concert as a boy soprano. Pasha and Kirill had sung a duet and the choir had performed many classical and popular songs, including several Soviet pieces. Kirill had shown off his skills as accompanist by playing for Pasha. And it was that Artem's grandfather wept openly as he heard his dear boy sing the solo of the Anthem of the Russian Federation; the old man remembering so well the occasion when he had sung the great Soviet Anthem (to the same tune) at the Victory broadcast in 1945. The boys had looked stunning in their smart silky-black concert trousers, white shirts, waistcoats and red ties, standing in ranks of three, the tallest at the back and the smaller boys on the front row. Little Dima had invited his girl Masha, who was sitting on the front row so that she could get a good view of her sweetheart. The audience was invited from many educational establishments and the administration of the district, and many students. When the boys were singing their hearts out Kirill had started to get very excited as he felt something pressing into his bottom from behind. Realising it was his dear Pasha, he returned the pressure, giving Pasha's penis something to press into. At the same time, Kirill reached in front of him to fondle the young Gena's bottom which was bulging temptingly in his black trousers. Of course the audience saw nothing, just beautiful innocent choirboys singing most the beautiful music! "Must you do that, in the middle of a fucking concert?" Kirill said to Pasha after the finale. "I could hardly concentrate and got so hard I had to feel up Gena in front!" he added. "But did you see that slag Masha?" Gena joined in. "She was rubbing her cunt when her dear Dima was singing, and the wanker couldn't take his eyes off him." "Yes, she looks a fucking slag, teased Pasha. "You are right, Gena. I saw that too, and no wonder you were fucking hard when Kirill felt you!. She'd let you fuck her any day! And that girl of Artem's was here too drooling over her lover whilst he was singing. Just at that moment, Igor the security guard who had tried to have sex with our Kirill some weeks ago approached the group of boys. "What the fuck do you want, you pedorest?" Kirill asked as the man approached. "Are you searching for your dear friends Artem and Dima?" Igor asked slyly!" "What the fuck is it to you if we are?" Gena shot back. "Well, it may interest you to know that I arranged rooms on the top floor so that they could entertain their girls." He replied. "The fucking spunkers! I know Dima was always asking. I bet when when Artem knew, he also asked, and the paid this cunt here to arrange." "Less of the "cunt" you blue bastard," Igor retorted, cupping his had over Gena's bottom and feeling the ridge of his underpants through the thin black material. But if you want to watch your friend on camera you can come to my cabin for 100 roubles each." "Make it 50 and we will all come," Gena replied excitedly. "Come on, guys, let's go!" "Does that bastard have camera's everywhere?" Kirill asked Pasha, as they followed Igor. "Well, we'll check later, but not now." And with that, Gena, Pasha, Kirill and Sasha made off after the guard to his place on the first floor of the school. There were two monitors giving good quality reception of images from the street. "So, first we train the camera to our room I gave to your dear friend Dima," he said as he changed the reception on his monitor and the boys gathered round. The picture changed to a very clear scene where the 15-year-old boy was to be seen fondling the breasts of his lover, who in turn had her right hand on the front of Dima's concert trousers. "What a fucking slag," Pasha said. "That bitch is not good enough for our Dima!" Igor got up from his chair where he had been sitting and Pasha sat in it, Sasha, Kirill and Gena gathering round, their bottoms tightly outlined in their black trousers. Igor gently positioned himself behind Sasha, his penis swelling and pressing strongly into the boy's arse, his hands fondling the buttocks of the other two boys. "Fucking spunker: the blue cunt's shagging me!! Sasha thought as he felt Igor's knob pressing against his arse, right between the buttocks; but he continued to watch the spectacle of Dima and Masha, who were by now lying on the divan fully naked, Dima fingering the girl's cunt and Masha rubbing Dima's bare pubic region. "Go, go, go, Dimka, you spunker!" Gena whispered, his eyes on Masha's bulbous tits and his right hand rubbing his penis through his trousers. Kirill was intently watching Dima insert his penis into the girl and begin the necessary motions. "Still not a fucking hair on him," Pasha cried, getting excited as he watched his friend position his penis. The ridge of skin so prominent a feature of Dima was clearly visible at the base. Soon Masha was moaning and Dima sweating as his spunk started rising in his ample balls. Igor had now transferred his attention to Gena, leaning into him and feeling his erection through the front of the boy's trousers. "Fuck off, Igor!" he said, as the man was feeling his swelling penis, and without much conviction as he excitedly watched the scene. "If you are going to fucking wank me, do it properly!" With that he opened his trousers to expose the throbbing penis, which Igor eagerly took hold of, slid back the skin, and started wanking, his own erection pressed into his arse. Meanwhile, Dima had just blasted his spunk into Masha with a loud scream and had collapsed, still dripping from his twitching penis arched strongly in front of him. His bulbous balls were drawn up and the skin still right back fully exposing the silky head. Igor then reached over Gena's shoulder and switched to the camera that was monitoring the room with Artem and his girl. Being more experienced, he was taking his tame, changing positions and withdrawing from time to time, his fine penis fully erected and balls mature, covered by his forest of a bush. "Fucking, classic!" Pasha commented as he rose from the chair to let Kirill get a better view and to try to ease the strain of his swelling penis. "That's enough, now!" Igor said, switching off the monitors and having just spunked in his pants pressing against Gena's bottom. "I must go to work, but I will see you tomorrow," he continued. It was also time for the boys to go back to their friends because it was almost time for the gathering of boys inn each dormitory prior to the showers and bed. Pasha was not in a hurry to go home, as his mother was away and he knew his father would be very late. Dima and Artem had already left with their girls, so he made his way out into the corridor, which was now deserted. As he rounded the corner he saw the young English choirmaster, James with who he had been friendly two years before at the camp. James immediately called out to him. "Oh Pasha, I am glad to see you. I thought you didn't want to talk to me," he said, remembering their passionate time in the forest. Pasha was still excited after seeing Dima and Masha on the monitor and his erection was still straining in his pants. "Hi, James; nice to see you," he smiled, noticing that the man's eyes were fixed on his bulge, showing even though he was wearing looser trousers. "Did you like our concert? It was good to have you play some numbers for us." James told Pasha that he thought the concert fantastic. "You still have a beautiful voice, Pasha," he said, coming closer to his old friend. "It's almost finished now," Pasha replied. "But others will take over." James drew Pasha closer to him and the next thing the boy felt was the man's hands on his ample buttocks, moving the material of his trousers as James kissed the boy on the mouth in a way Pasha loved but only Kirill would let him do. Pasha's penis was at the height of erection and pressing into James's trousers. "Let's go to my room," James whispered as he felt Pasha's hand on his straining penis. Readers may remember that in our Russian Choirboy Pubes stories, Pasha, who was then just beginning to show a few pubes had been very attached to James at the summer camp. Pasha had already felt strong feelings for one of the English boys – Jack – and had his first real experience with him in the forest. It was on the same camp that Little Dima and Artem had fucked girls for the first time. He had known that James was attracted to him because of his behaviour in the shower when the man had seen the small, sturdy, dark-haired 12-year-old, almost smooth, Pasha in all his glory, his large, heavy, milk-white balls hanging loose and low and his pubic region just showing the sprinkling of dark hairs, not yet even long enough to curl. On the last night the two had had sex in the forest, an experience neither had forgotten in the intervening two years. Now Pasha was a little taller and broader but his still boyish face was even more so when he remembered to shave his tash, which he had done tonight for the concert. Now that James was back, he could not believe that Pasha was still singing, and he couldn't wait to run his hands over his fucking bush. "Go to top floor," Pasha said. "It is quiet there. I know a room." James followed, and the two went up the stairs to the third floor. Meanwhile, the second director, Misha, was organising the boys to the showers for the night. The shower room was joined to the wash room and was just a big, rather dark, room with twelve showers, four in each side of the room with a drain in the centre. Misha usually let the boys shower unsupervised except the younger ones, but if the older boys were too noisy he would watch them to control the situation. He was just walking in the corridor when he saw Pasha and James come up from the first floor. "Oh, Pasha," he said in Russian. "What are you still doing here. Have you no home to go to?" James did not understand and thought Misha was angry. "I'm sorry, Misha." James replied. "Pasha wanted to say goodnight to his friends." "No, it's okay, James; I am not angry. I was joking to Pasha about his not having a home to go to. In fact, you can both help for half an hour, as it is a busy time." Pasha understood this, as his English was better now. "What shall we do, Michael Nickoliavich?" He asked. "Well, I am short of staff today. The woman who helps is sick and away and Dimitry is dealing with guests. Would you and James go to the young boys' dormitory and make sure they all come to the showers and are ready for bed. And then when the 5 th and 6 th classes come, stay with them James while Pasha goes back with the young boys. I'll call your mother to say you are helping out. I am sure she won't mind. You can ask Kirill to help you." Pasha explained that his mother was away and that his father would be late but that he would call his father. "Well, you are welcome to stay. It is Saturday and I think you have no lessons tomorrow. You can ask your father and let me know after second supper." James was very excited by this news, and especially when he learnt that Pasha would be staying the night. He wondered where he would sleep. Perhaps in the dormitory with Kirill and the older boys, he thought. Kirill had just joined them, grinning at his friend Pasha and holding a pair of shorts and a shirt. "You better change into these," he said. "You don't want to mess your best clothes watching us wash!" As Pasha and Kirill were almost the exact same build and height, the clothes would fit. "He can change in your room, James, I think," Kirill added. "You have fifteen minutes before I must fetch the young boys to the shower and you come in some minutes." So James and Pasha hurried to his room and Kirill went to the young boys' dormitory to help them get ready. Of course, both Pasha and James were pretty worked up and wanted to have sex as soon as they arrived, but Pasha, being the most experienced (but younger by 30 years) told James to hold off. "I'm going to sleep here in your room, you spunker: so don't worry. Just forget your English reserve and take it easy." With that, Pasha divested himself of his smart uniform to put on the clothes given by Kirill. Of course, James was enjoying every moment but heeded Pasha's command. His attention was to Pasha's hairy legs, which he had not had at their last meeting in the forest. Pashs was now standing in just his tight blue undershorts and black socks, his balls clearly outline against his right leg. "Fucking spunker, Pasha," James moaned as he fingered the bulge. "It's fucking puberty, mate!" joked Pasha as he flashed his bush at James before pulling on his shorts. "Come on, let's see these wankers in the shower. You have seen some already, " he teased. "Fucking puberty, Pasha: you are son fucking hot!" James exclaimed as they both left the room and went down the corridor to the shower room. By this time, Kirill had assembled all the young ten and eleven year old boys ready for their shower, and what a fucking sight was to meet James' eyes when he entered the shower room.!