Date: Sun, 26 Feb 2017 13:30:30 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: Dima's Choirboys 23 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 do not 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. Dima's Choirboys 23 An update of the boys in this chapter: Fucking Puberty August 2016 -- Choir Camp Kirill -- just 13 years old. August 2016 -- full bush and balls covered with hair, and hairy legs. Some under-arm hair. Had not shaved since last school day in May and had an impressive tash until he shaved for the camp concerts. He now has a boyish face again except for the slightly longer than usual sideburns, which indicate that he is shaving. Soprano voice still good but in danger of going soon. His penis is impressively thick and long, especially when erect, enabling him to pleasure himself with his mouth! Genady -(or Gena, as we call him) will be 12 years old in October. He is about average height and has dark hair but a light complexion. He has had a crush on James, the English teacher since he arrived. In May, curly hairs began spreading across his pubic region. Now, in August, he has a full bush and large balls for his age; and a heavy, average-size penis when soft with foreskin well-stretched by wanking. He was now speaking mainly in a baritone voice, but his singing voice, like Kirll's had not yet been affected. However, his facial growth is most sexy. He has never shaved his tash since it started growing just before his first pubes appeared just after he joined the choir school almost a year ago. Now it is quite thick and has to shave it for the new school year. Sasha - He is 12 years old and a real character and story-teller. Some weeks ago had been completely smooth: his pubic region milk-white, but not innocent! Now he has had a quick growth of pubes just at the base of his penis. 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 and swinging when he walks naked. Ilya, Gleb's friend, who has just arrived from St Petersburg is, at nearly14, an experienced soloist. His penis is thin but very long when erect, and the skin easily slips back indicating it is well wanked. His arse is rounded and inviting. His balls are smaller but respectable for a 13-year-old in puberty, and there is a strong but small tuft of pubic hairs around the base of the penis, and a fringe of pubes just where the balls join the pubic region. `Little' Dima -- now 16 years old. The most experienced sexually, he had just broken with his latest girl. Although his balls have been fully mature for some time, he had just begun to grow light pubes around the base of his penis and even his speaking voice is still unhardened. As he is blond, they still aren't very noticeable, except at close inspection His balls and penis are of average size for a teenager, and the head of the penis peeps out from the foreskin, even when he is soft; but his orgasms give him the most intense pleasure and he managed to sustain to the point of cries of ecstasy. He used to enjoy his sessions with his friends but had progressed and now regarded it as rather kids' play. Just as soon as they entered the outer changing room, Pasha closed the doors. "So, guys, we have about 30 minutes before our time is out for this place and the other camp boys will come," Dima told them. "See the timetable on the door," pointing to it. "Speaking as one of the only two boys of the original choir," Pasha said, looking at Little Dima. "And I, as the only one still singing!" Dima interrupted proudly. "Shut up, Dimka," Pasha commanded: "You may be the eldest and most famous with the everlasting voice, but you were our little mascot when you were a little kid of 13." "And you a kid of 12 without pubes!" Dima's shot back. "But, go on Pashka; you know we all love you," he finished, making all laugh loudly. It is true: as we know, Pasha has always commanded the respect of all, even older boys, by his assured manner and charisma, and now, all sat on the benches to listen to him. "Guys: you know we will never have a rival for a long time to our dear Artem and now Dima. God has blessed them with beautiful voices and preserved Dima's beyond the usual spell. But we have our dear Gleb, and when Dimka's voice is broken, we have to replace it with others, and Gleb is the best so far. So, you, Oleg, Sasha, Ilya: try your best, and don't forget our little kids in the training. The choir is only as good as the worst boys in it, so remember that." It seemed to Pasha that everyone was listening carefully. "We must keep our bond, guys, and some of us have been indiscreet with chavs and rednecks from other camps, I included," he continued, looking at Kirill. "It was Gleb who made me see this, so let's all stick together. That gopnik Igor has weakened us and for his own purpose. It was he who seduced Gleb and you, Gena. So be careful with him, and let's protect Gleb in his struggle We couldn't be like him, but we know he must do it, as it is his destiny." The others were deadly silent, as Kirill tried to translate for James. "Wish Gleb were here" he said: "He would know the correct words. "Guys, what is English for `Destiny'? Oleg looked on his telephone and gave the word in English. Oh, yes, I remember now!" Kirill continued. "So, before we have fun, I want all to come in a group and hug together tightly for bonding in true Russian style. James, join us; you are one of us now." And with that the little group came in a group and then each kissed his comrades cheeks. "Now, can we have fun and some sex?" Gena asked, breaking the atmosphere starting to massage his shaply penis through the material of his trunks. James was sitting now on the bench watching the show, especially admiring Gena's full, rounded buttocks! Kirill now took charge: "So, James, we know you like us very much, and of course, we love you too. You can choose two boys, who will come to your room tonight for some fun with you! Now, who will it be? And which one of us do you want to feel first?" he asked, as the boys gathered round him in a teasing way, all still in their trunks. "If you want small boys with full bushes and huge balls, you have your old friend Pashka. If he shaved his tash he would still look about 12 until you noticed his balls; and look at his hairy legs!" Kirill continued "Go on, James, just have a quick feel, " he joked as Pasha came and stood in front of his friend. "Fucking Puberty! I'm going to enjoy this game," James replied, as he ran his hands over Pasha's strong chest and onto the 15-year-old's enormous balls, snugly held against the left leg by the strong material. As we know, Pasha is the only really `blue' boy and the only one who could get no feelings of a sexual nature for girls. "What about the tash, mate: do you like it?" Pasha teased, taking James's hand from his hardening penis and placing it on his smooth face. James could feel that the fifteen-year-old was regularly shaving his face, just leaving the thick tash, and sideburns which looked very sexy on the otherwise boyish face. "But if you would prefer a really young boy with a bush, hairy legs and an unshaven tash, Gena is ready for you! With this, Gena, at nearly 12-years-old, stepped forward and stood before James, who immediately started rubbing the buttocks. The hot flesh moved gently under the soft material. The boy then sat down on James's lap, allowing for greater examination of his face. "Fucking wanker!" James exclaimed, looking into the boy's face, his right hand now slipping between the boy's speedos (which he had untied) and fingering the thick bush beneath. He had developed greatly since James had last seen him naked. His tash was now quite thick, a little untidy and uneven, but his face was full of puberty, small hairs thickening as incipient sideburns and a small tuft of hairs was appearing on his chin. "Your're going to have to shave that fucker at the end of camp before school start." Kirill joked, as James examined the growth. "Fuck off, you cunt!" he replied in his new baritone speaking voice; but when he added --"I know that!" he reverted to high soprano. Meanwhile, James was gently feeling for the boy's knob. The boy started swearing in Russian under his breath! Some of which could be roughly translated as: "Want to see me spunk, you fucking, bastard cunt?" "Oh, Gena,you bad boy: shall we tell James what you are saying? James, leave his knob alone. You can wank it tonight. He's getting too excited, so let's get on to the next boy!" Kirill commanded. With that, Gena rose from James's lap, pulled up his speedos and returned to his comrades. James was, by now, extremely erect and his penis was straining in his pants. His mind was spinning with all the delights he was being offered. "So, what about Oleg?" Kirill continued. If you want balls and a knob to compare with our friend Gleb, whom we know you love very much, he is the boy for you, although a bit on the sort side, compared with tall Gleb. Remember, friends, that Oleg at 12 years old is a very handsome boy. Well built in the chest and arms and legs, without a hair on his body, except for his head, which was fair, but turning darker as he progressed into puberty. Unlike Gleb, his hair was longer, especially at the back. But "Fucking puberty!" If he was small in stature, he made up for it in the size of his balls and fatness of his knob! A huge knob on a boy like Gleb does not look so out of place, but on Oleg, it was mind-blowing. In case you think I exaggerate, we do have boys like this in Russia! James was very attracted to Oleg, because he resembled his friend Gleb whom he desired so much. Oleg, like Pasha and Kirill was wearing more supportive trunks than the others, who were just wearing normal speedo-type trunks that have to be worn for the public baths. Even so, his fine arse filled out the material nicely and there was plenty of room for the balls and penis at the front. However, the size of his knob had been increasing and the sheer volume of his balls very much swelled. Unlike Gleb, the boy was well used to daily stimulating his equipment and he was spunking thickly, copiously and more quickly than Gleb. James admired the fine sight of the small, athletic boy, whose penis was already becoming erect, the knob pushing strongly out of the material. "Go on, James; give his knob a feel: we know you want to," Kirill encouraged, and with that, James pulled the boy closer to him, cupping his hand fully on his left buttock, and with his other hand, feeling the knob. Oleg closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation passing through his groin. "Fucking hell; what a knob," James exclaimed, gently massaging the hard head through the thin material. In case you are getting too excited, right now, we had better say that the boys were still not yet naked. Next, the boys who were just starting pubes were introduced -- Sasha, who had been the only other smooth boy until recently; Ilya (who had not progressed so much since early summer); and Litle Dima, who even at the eldest at 16 had just begun a small growth at the base of his ample and experienced penis. Fucking Puberty! What a sight for James when all the boys teased him even more by devesting themselves together. There was Pasha with his full bush and huge balls hanging low down his thighs (in fact, you could not see his dick for hair!); completely smooth Oleg with his huge knob; Ilya with his cute long penis and sparse pubes just gathered at the base of his penis; Gena (the youngest at neatly 12) with his fully tufting bush and tash; and Kirill himself with his long- fat penis, and, of course, a full bush. "Fucking hell, Gena: what a bush!" James remarked. The last time he has seen the boy naked was at the swimming lesson when he had been completely smooth, together with Sasha, whom he had also wanked. He drew the boy to him again and ran his fingers through the bush which had spread across the entire pubic region and was tufting strongly in thick, curly hairs. He also had quite a growth on his balls. "Fucking, bastard cunt!" Gena said in English, for he knew that James enjoyed really bad language. "I think James likes wanking 11-year-old boy sopranos!" Pasha commented, as James brought the boy to full erection, exposing the elegant, but not large pink knob. "Did you do that with our English choirboys back home?! "It might surprise you, James, to know that our friend, Gena. is no virgin. In fact, he's had his knob up a cunt only last week," Pasha continued, as James began to slowly wank the boy. "Look at his balls, guys -- he's certainly producing the spunk like the rest of us." Even Gena's balls were starting to produce hairs, and soon he would, like Pasha be completely covered. "Hey, look guys! Oleg's got the skin back off that knob of his," Kirill called, pushing Oleg forward towards James. It was true: the helmet of the white knob was now fully exposed, making the boy a very tempting figure, his balls drawn up and his penis now fully erect, against his stomach. There was not a fucking hair to be seen, and James turned his attention to the examination of his pubic region. Like Gleb, he was perfectly smooth, although Gleb, a full year older, was nearing his growth. Oleg would preserve his smoothness for another year. "Am I like an English choirboy?" Oleg managed to say in English. "Fucking spunker!" James exclaimed. "I've never met English choirboys like you for years," he added. "Are you spunking or still having dry wanks?" he asked. Oleg did not understand the question, but Kirill translated and assured James that the boy was amongst the thickest spunkers in the choir, despite his silky voice and lack of pubes. "Not far behind Gleb," he added. "But unlike Gleb, he is still a virgin and his dick has never been near a cunt!" he added. "So, James: who will it be? But we think we know! Oleg, Gena, save your spunk for later. Let's go and wash, Pasha commanded. And with the, the guys went into the shower room and washed quickly in the short time left to them. So, guys, we had better stop there in case you are getting too excited!