Date: Wed, 07 Jun 2017 15:36:57 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: Dima'sChoirboys 26 Dima's Choirboys -26 Gleb's Spunking! 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. Please be advised that our boys use bad language. "Fucking hell; what a knob! How much bigger will it grow?" James remarked, bending the penis down with much difficulty. He had now retracted the skin far back and the head had completely popped out. The blue vain that ran the length of the penis was excited with blood. He examined the base of the shaft closely for any incipient pubic hairs, but could find none, so he released the penis and it slapped strongly against the fourteen-year-old boy's stomach. James also noticed how much bigger his balls had grown over the summer. He remembered the size of his first Russian friend, Parsha, who had just been getting hairs when he first met him two years ago in the choir camp. Pasha was a smaller, more stocky boy, with well-built thighs, but Gleb was tall and slim with long legs and slighter thighs, so his equipment was all the more prominent in his slim-fit trousers. But Pasha could keep his balls down his leg in his fully-cut trousers, this was impossible for Gleb and the knob was always clearly pressing against the material of his uniform. "When you were against that girl you told me about, was your dick up like this?" James asked, taking the opportunity to stroke his own member. "No, my pants stopped it rising but it stuck out like a pole," Gleb replied. " She was fingering the knob at one point and then I was right in against her cunt, really moving against her, and then she must have had an orgasm, because after that she slapped me and left me in a state, just like I am now, so get on and wank the knob hard!" he commanded. James complied. "Tell me again about that girl you fucked in the street after the concert," James teased, lifting Gleb's heavy but smooth balls and gently feeling the prominent left nut. "OK -- Keep gently wanking and I'll tell you. You remember it was when I went to give a concert at my old music school, just after I left you in Moscow in May. At the end, when it was crowded in the hall I felt some fuckers feeling my arse." "I love it when you swear in English!" James interjected. "Go on, you are making me even harder," he continued. " One was a girl called Dasha. She had been in my class last year, but her tits were budding, and her nipples!! I thought `Oh my fuck!' and put my right hand on her left tit and squeezed the nipple. No-one noticed but my dick started swelling, and you know how tight these concert pants are." "Fucking hell! What did you say?" James asked, getting very excited. "Finger my knob more, James," Gleb commanded, breaking off from his story. "I want to feel the sensations in my groin." James complied, gently sliding the now loose foreskin over the silky knob and back again. Gleb continued: "I told her not to excite me because I am a religious boy! But she persisted saying it was I who was I exciting her and that she wanted to feel my knob! Of course, I went bright red: you know what I am like! She asked me to meet her in the street, in a quiet place she knew, in 20 minutes. To get rid of her, I agreed. Well, I didn't want to but couldn't get my erection down and twenty minutes later found myself outside the theatre looking for her at the place she said; and sure enough, she was waiting. She was saying all these things about my beautiful singing and how she couldn't take her eyes off me, so I took my chance and put my hand right on her cunt, up her dress. She took my shaking hand away and pulled me close to her, and the next thing my knob is right against her fanny, pressing hard and my hands on her tits." "You must have been close to spunking," James added excitedly, starting to wank his member. "No, I'm a slow spunker, as you know, but I was really getting some great feelings; and the next moment, I felt her finger round my knob, and the skin started retracting: "Fucking hell, Gleb,' she says: `What a knob.' Then I felt the zip going down and she had my belt undone. All this whilst I was trying to press into her cunt. "Next, she had my dick out and started pulling the skin back. `'Wait,' I told her, but then she was really fingering the head. I could feel the spunk starting to generate and some juice was already out as she was putting a condom on it. Fucking hell, James, it was a great feeling: I was at full erection and started gasping." "You mean, she was doing this!" James suggested, enclosing the fat knob in his fist and massaging the hard member! "Exactly," gasped Gleb, taking sharp intakes of breath and closing his eyes. "Then, I was leaning against the wall; my trousers were open and my pants pulled below my balls. My dick was up like it is now, and I managed to pull her pants down, and bent my dick up against her cunt. I started sweating and she took hold of the knob and helped get it in.It was really easy to slide in. Fucking spunker, what a sensation! And then I'm up close against her and I can start thrusting gently at first and then as the spunk starts to rise, like mad." "I'd never had my dick up a cunt before, James _ I hardly ever wank it, as you now - but I could feel the knob giving her real pleasure. Fucking hell, I was right deep down inside her and my balls were on fire. Then she started moaning and I suddenly started spunking -- really firing shots!" James was in the height of excitement, listening to this description from his friend: "Keep wanking!",Gleb moaned; " I'm getting nearer, so suck the fucker!" he pleaded. James sat down on a chair and stood the boy before him so that the erection was level with his face. With difficulty he bent the shaft downwards and was able take the now hyper-sensitive knob into his mouth, sucking and playing with it with his tongue. He took both of the boy's buttocks into his hands and massaged them sexily. "I need this in a girl's cunt: I badly need to fuck another girl, James and blast inside her!" Gleb moaned, as James sucked hard on the knob almost filling his mouth. Gleb was sweating and trying not to moan loudly as the final moments of the biggest explosion of his like happened. Weeks of stopped up spunk was being generated ready for firing. Suddenly it happened: Gleb's balls suddenly tightened and began the long-awaited process of discharging the weeks of build up pressure. The shock-waves through his boys were almost too much for him to bear. He was breathing in short gasps and the mature sperm erupted in four powerful shots: the first two shooting down James's throat before Gleb fell backwards on to the bed, the remaining two shots firing strongly into the air. James also came to a powerful climax and spilt his seed strongly onto the floor. He then fell on top of his fiend and they embraced on the bed, their penises still at the height of erection. Slowly, they calmed and lay still quite for ten minutes in each other's arms, Gleb's softening penis still flat against James's stomach. "Wow!" Gleb breathed at last. "That was the best! Now I have to repent of it and be controlled again, but it was worth it," he added, kissing his friend on the cheek as the two got up to get dressed and to clean up the mess. So, what do you think of Gleb and our choirboys? Tell Vanya!!! -- Ivan Ivanocich