Date: Sun, 30 Sep 2018 14:45:16 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: Fedya's Fucking Bush - Part 3 Fedya's Fucking Bush - 3 This story contains scenes of a very 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 don't 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. "Wow, Fedya! What a wanker," Andrew kept saying as he now turned his attention back to the small boy whom he had just sat between his legs, his penis now hard between the boy's soft buttocks and his hand running over the slim stomach and through the boy's thick, curly bush. "Don't fuck me, Andey," Fedya said," feeling the man trying to penetrate. "Just wanking or sucking." And, with that, the boy broke free, stood up, and faced his new friend. "Here, just suck my fucking knob, because I am ready to blast, and I know you want it, you gay cunt! And I don't want your fucking dick up my arse!" Andrew was vey frightened by the boy's outburst and felt vey guilty of sin. But Fedya smiled and just told him to relax. It was just Russian directness! So, Andrew resumed his ministrations on the boy's hot member: first he ran his right hand through the thick brown bush, marvelling at the srong, curly hairs; at the same time his left hand began massaging the boy's left buttock. The flesh was full and firm but soft to the touch and very sexy. "Fucking hell, what a bush!" Andrew exclaimed as he tugged at a tuft of hairs on the ample balls, which were now drawn up clearly showing the large testicles which were in the process of generating their sperm and preparing to shoot it up the penis, hard and completely flat against the stomach. Andrew then started to massage the exposed knob and examined the foreskin which was loose and easily drawn and withdrawn over the fat knob. Andrew started to wank it! After some moments, Fedya turned to face his friend and this was taken as an invitation for Andrey to bend down the member so that he could easily take the tip of the knob into his mouth, Fedya placing both hands on Andrew's shoulders, and Andrew both hands on the boy's arse as he thrusted his member into Andrew's mouth. "Suck me harder, you bastard!" he commanded. Although the boy was fully into puberty, the taste of the member resembled a much younger condition. Because of Fedya's constant wanking sessions, the skin was very loose and Andrew was able to slip his tongue under. "I think this is better than your fucking a girl!" Andrew said, for a moment releasing the hot member, which flew back hard against the stomach. Fedya's experiences with girls had been very pleasurable, but he had to admit that the ministrations of Andrew were giving him the most intense pleasure. Soon the climax came and Fedya discharged hot into Andrey's mouth in three powerful blasts. Andrew was amazed at the power and quantity of the discharge which tasted very mature but still fresh as from a boy who has recently begun to produce real, active sperm. When he released Fedya's penis from his mouth, it sprang up, still fully erect and the knob fully exposed before quickly softening. "Wow, Fedya; when you got up that cunt, I think you gave her some satisfaction," Andrew remarked, now concentrating on his own wanking as Fedya excited him by relaying his first experience with a girl. It had happened like this: It had been in the spring before he had first fucked a girl at the camp described in the first chapter. Fedya was just eleven , and his pubes were already thick and his balls expanding. He had been meeting a girl named Kate after school for some weeks. One afternoon as they were walking arm in arm, Kate moved her hand down to fondle his smooth buttocks, so silky in his black school trousers. His penis began to swell, and soon the two were kissing passionately at the bus stop, his erection pressing hard against her, and his hand fondling her breast. "Fuck, this is so hot," he thought, as he felt the spunk rising from his balls. The skin had slipped back from his penis and the sensitive head was causing him the greatest excitement as it strained for release as Kate pressed him harder, her hands rubbing his buttocks Then he felt her hand softly fingering first his balls and then touching the hot head of his penis. "If you don't stop now, I'll be shooting in my fucking pants," he thought, so he pulled away a little and let the tension die down. Soon he was ready for another exciting moment pressing his hot member against the girl's cunt. It was in this state that Kate had to leave him as the bus came round the corner. Fedya rushed home, and it was there that he was to relieve his tension, quickly stripping off his trousers and his pants, his penis springing to attention. Fortunately no-one was at home, so he was able to sit at his computer flicking through some suitable photos and gently pulling back the foreskin over his knob, admiring his developing bush and beginning to wank. First he massaged the soft tissue of his exposed head which was still wet with pre-cum brought up by his earlier stimulation. Although he was mature, his hair was confined to his bush but his balls were still smooth. It was at this point of the story that Andrew discharged himself. The boys had calmed down, Fedya quickly pulling on his pants, his penis still half-erect but the knob now decently covered by the elegant foreskin. Fortunately there was no mess on their clothes, so all was soon normal. Andrew was feeling ashamed about having seduced small boys for money. "Sorry boys, I hope I didn't hurt you or abuse you." "Of course not, but you nearly had your fat dick up my arse, and that would have hurt; look at your fucking knob!" Fedya said, hoping for more money! The blackmail worked, of course and Adrew produced another 1000 rubles. "Wow, thanks!" Ilya managed to say in English. "Come on, guys, let's go Fedya commanded. "Ilya, you go first to check there are no guards in the building." And with that they said goodbye to Andrew after safely arriving in the street. "If you want to meet again before you go back, send SMS to this number," Fedya said as they left their new comrade in the metro and went their different ways. "Fucking hell! Two thousand five hundred Rubles for that!" Ilya exclaimed to his friend. "Yes, and a good lesson in spunking for you, I think," Fedya replied. " I did all the work!" "Yes, I thought the blue cunt was going to fuck you!" Ilya conceeded. " Did he hurt you?" "No, I stopped him before he put the fucker up me," Fedya laughed. The boys decided to keep the money at Fedya's place because Ilya's mother would have been sure to find it, and Fedya had a secure box. "Come on; let's go there. We need to was and no-one will be at home now," Fedya suggested. So that it what they did!