Date: Sat, 17 Nov 2001 12:07:13 EST
From: AmateurishWriter@aol.com
Subject: From Russia with Bear Hugs - 7

From Russia with Bear Hugs

Warning: Except as noted, the following story is a work of fiction.  It is
a fantasy.  It never happened, except in the author's imagination.  This
story contains sex between teenaged boys and/or between a man and a teenage
boy or boys.  The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults
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authority on adoption, here or from Russia, the conditions of orphans and
the homeless in Russia and certainly does not mean to imply that those he
describes in this story actually do exist.  He chose the country solely
because it goes with the sound of the boy's name which is, in reality, the
name of a once online friend that the author genuinely cares for deeply.

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Near the end of Chapter Six:

I got up and lay on my back and Micha began to fondle me.  He seemed
transfixed by my hard cock and balls.  He brought his face down and began
to kiss them all over and then slowly the kisses turned to licking and he
finally licked his way up my shaft and engulfed my cockhead in his mouth.
His tongue swirled around and around while he let out a continuous series
of delightful sounding little moans of excitement and pleasure.

He was totally inexperienced and was going on pure instinct and desire.  At
my age, cuming 3 times in twelve hours was cause for a ticker tape parade
but he didn't understand that and I finally had to break it to him.
"Micha?"  No response.  "Micha!"  He looked up at me seemingly over his
eyebrows and then pulled off.

"Oh, I'm sorry.  I guess I'm not too good at it yet but man that is so hot.
I just love your cock and all that hair."  I motioned him towards me and he
lay down at my side and snuggled up to me.  He was just as hard as when we
started.  We kissed and he smiled.  He asked. "Is that my cum I taste?"

"Mmmm, yes, I guess.  It was so good.  I would enjoy another helping soon."

I explained my problem and he was very sympathetic.  He wanted to know what
he could do to give me as much pleasure as I had given him.  I explained
that I was happy if he was and that was enough.  We continued to cuddle,
kiss and feel each other.


Chapter Seven - Leaving the home for Home

We had dozed off and when we woke up it was close to supper time.  Micha
wanted to go back to the home to talk with his friends but I cautioned him
to wait until I had met with the powers that be.  I suggested that he come
here after school and I'd tell him how things had gone.  I drove him back
and we both sat in the car holding hands.  Neither of us wanted to let the
other go.  It began to look funny so I broke our contact, leaned over and
gave him a proper hug for a father and son and whispered in his ear, "The
hot tub will be bubbling when you get home from school and so will I."

He gave me what could only be called a 'dirty knowing lustful grin and
exaggerated wink' and whispered back to me, "and I will 'prick' your
bubbles."  We both burst out giggling like a couple of naughty little kids.

Finally, he reluctantly got out and climbed the steps.  I shouted through
the window, "last week!"  He smiled brightly and I knew he understood.

The meeting with the home went pretty much as my lawyer had said it would.
They were as eager as I to make the adoption final, although for
unknowingly very different reasons.  Later in the day, just before Micha
was to get there, I received a surprise call from the government agency
that had brought the kids over.  It seems that as part of the arrangement,
if Micha was indeed adopted, maintained the required grade point average in
school, graduated from high school and was accepted at a 4 year college of
his choice, he would receive a very nice scholarship.  I could not believe
it and knew that Micha would be thrilled.

I was upstairs changing when I heard the front door open and close and
Micha called out.  "John?"

"Hi Micha!" I yelled down to him.  "I'm upstairs changing, come on up."  I
heard his footsteps on the stairs but it seemed like he was stumbling or
shuffling.

"How was school?" I continued to yell as his footsteps approached my door.
I started to turn saying, "I have great news about a college schol ... er
... ship."  My beautiful Micha stood in the door to my bedroom stark naked
and as hard as he could be.

He giggled, "Hi Dad, as you can see, I really missed ya'!"  then he ran and
launched himself onto me dumping us both on the bed.

I let out a loud "OUAFF!"  And started to giggle.

"Oh John, I have been thinking of you all day.  I need you to love me."  He
began to pull off what little clothing I had on and when I was naked he lay
on top of me and kissed me like it was his last chance.  My giggles
disappeared.  Our hands were all over each other.  We gasped and groaned in
lust for each other.  Slowly I worked him onto his back and began to kiss
and lick my way down to his very hard cock.  When I got there I spent a few
moments looking and feeling this most delightful part of my young lover.  I
particularly liked his foreskin and played with it for a minute.  My
sliding it back and forth drove him wild with pleasure.

I moved to kneel between his legs and began kissing and licking on either
side of his boner.  I loved the feeling of it on the side of my face as I
licked his soft smooth skin.  He tasted of salt and pre-cum but mostly of
boy and my heart beat and beat and beat.  I licked all over and around his
balls and when I licked under them he gasped and shuddered.  Then I started
to work my way down to his hole.

"What?  Oh John!  Oh WOW!" he exclaimed.  He stiffened at first and then
lifted and spread his legs trying to help me find the spot.  My tongue
found its mark and he let out a moan I thought maybe the neighbors heard.
I kissed him there and tried to stuff my tongue into him.  He was so hot he
was writhing on the bed and I couldn't get in.  So, I let some saliva drool
down his ass crack and put some on my finger.  Once there I started trying
to get my finger in him and his writhing and moaning became even more
intense, if that were possible.

Eventually I worked my finger in, found, and began to gently massage his
prostate.  His moans became soft but urgent whimpers.  I brought my mouth
down over the head of his cock and took him all the way in until I had to
swallow to keep from choking.  The action of my spasming throat gripping on
his cock began to drive him crazy.  Between my finger in his ass and my
throat squeezing and rubbing the head of his cock he reached the point of
no return in seconds.  He arched his back and shoved his cock further into
my throat time after time as he grunted my name over and over in time with
his powerful shots of cum.  I swallowed and swallowed, holding his ass
tight and kept his cock in my throat until it finally began to soften.

When I pulled off him and looked up he was covered in a light sheen of
sweat and his chest still rose and fell rapidly.  I took in the whole sight
of him lying there and found him to be too beautiful for words.  I could
not believe that my dream of making love with this boy was coming true.  He
looked up at me and gave me a tired smile that was so loving, tears welled
up in my eyes.  I lay down against him burying my face in his neck and
sobbed out just how much I loved him.  He rolled over to face me and we
hugged tight as we moved against each other in pleasure.

After a few minutes of this most delightful cuddling I whispered in his
ear.  "Your hot tub awaits me lord."

We rolled apart and Micha went to pee while I snuck a peek down the stairs.
The sweet boy.  He had stripped while on his way up to me.  The stairway
was littered with his school clothes.  I wished I'd had a camera.  I
grabbed a beach towel and, handing another to Micha, we walked out to the
tub.  As it was not in view of the neighbors we slipped in naked and lay in
the hot bubbling water and each others arms.  We kissed and hugged and I
filled him in on all the day's news saving the scholarship for last.

He was so happy and excited that he climbed up on me with another of his
big Russian bear hugs.  As he released me from his grip he half floated and
half slid down my body a couple inches until my hardon lodged between his
buns and against his tightly closed anus.  It didn't slip away this time
but continued its delightful pressure.  A sudden mask of lust crossed
Micha's face.  "Whoa!  Tha-hat fe-heels so ga-hood!  Oh my God!"

He started to press back hard and I panicked heaving him off me with a huge
splash that sent water out of the hot tub and all over the deck.  Micha
swung around with a big startled look on his face that dissolved to great
concern.  "I hurt you!  Oh shit, I hurt you!" he shouted, very angry with
himself.

"No!  No Micha.  I'm fine, really.  It's you I was worried about."

"Me?  No, it didn't hurt at all.  It felt wonderful.  I want you to do
that.  I've dreamt about you doing that with me, making love to me."

I was very happy to hear that but glad that I had prevented him from
possibly doing something that might be noticed.  I explained, "Micha,
another thing that I had to tell you is that you must pass a full physical
to be adopted.  That means their doctor not just looking at you there but
looking IN there.  If he saw anything unusual it would mean either someone
at the home, or someone you knew outside, was doing it.  In any event, it
would be a serious problem.  We have to wait."

"Oh God. You mean he's going to put something in me to look?"

"Yes, a special scope made just for that.  It will just feel a little
funny.  Please don't worry about it hurting"

"Oh, I wasn't worried about that."  He let out a small self-conscious
giggle.  "I'm worried I might get hard and maybe even cum when he does it."

I giggled too and then apologized. "I'm sorry, but wouldn't that be a thing
to see?  It would probably embarrass the hell out of the doctor."  Micha
giggled kind of nervously again but I reassured him, "I've had it done and
believe me, getting hard is not going to happen, not even at your horny
age."

I got a pouty teasing kind of smirk for my wise crack.  He again slithered
up on top of me in the warm water and asked sweetly, "I want to make you
cum and feel as good as you made me feel.  What can I do?"

I turned him around and had him sit on my lap.  My boner rested between the
cheeks of his ass pointing up my stomach.  The soft round globes of his ass
felt exquisite against me and as I caressed his chest and nuzzled my face
in his hair, I became very excited.  "Micha, I think that you will find
that snuggling with you this way will always get me very turned on.  There
is something about that beautiful bottom of yours that turns me on full
blast and feeling it against my cock and abdomen drives me insane with
lust, even if we were fully dressed.  If you ever want to get me in the
mood just remember that."  That got me a very devilish smile.

Slowly Micha squirmed and rocked against me and the length of my hardon fit
closer into the crack of his ass.  My hands were all over him and my breath
was rapid and hot on his neck.  I was in heaven and so was Micha.  The two
of us breathlessly declaring his love for the other.  This went on for more
than 20 minutes with me almost constantly at the brink of orgasm, but not
quite going over it.

The timer on the hot tub went off and the jets with it and that broke the
spell.  "Oh wow!" I said, "Micha, that is so hot but I do think I will look
like a prune from all the hot water."

"I love feeling you back there and knowing how hot I am making you.  Let's
dry off and go lay on the bed?  I have an idea."

It took a few minutes to put the hot tub cover on and get completely dried
off.  By the time we were ready to lie down together we were both soft.  We
stood on either side of the bed and looked at each other's soft cocks and
watched as they slowly came to life again.  It was very erotic.  Then we
each looked the other in the eye, smiled and moved in unison to the center
of the bed.  There, on our knees we embraced and kissed deeply, each
feeling the others hardon pressing against our bellies.  Micha nibbled my
earlobe and whispered; "snuggle up behind me, I want to feel your hard cock
between my buns".

He lay down on his left side and I snuggled up behind him in what I call
the spoon position.  I lined up my now very hard cock along the crack of
his ass and shivered as I felt him push back and the soft roundness of his
bottom filled my lap.  I slipped my arms around him and nuzzled the top of
his head with my chin.  My left arm was under his neck and he grasped my
left hand with his and held it tight against his chest.  With my right hand
I lifted his right cheek to let my cock settle down in his crevice.  It was
warm and soft and very very sexy.

I very slowly and rhythmically pushed against him, each time making his
buns swell outwards to the sides.  It was very hot to watch.  He took my
right hand in his and guided it to his boner where I filled my grip with
his hard boyness.  Each time I slowly slid back his foreskin he shuddered
and that stimulated my cock between the cheeks of his ass.  I took a few
moments to softly feel him all over moving my hand over his hip and down
his leg, up his tummy to his nipples and down his side and over the firm
round globes that held my hard cock.  Our soft moans of pleasure filled the
room.

Micha reached back with his right hand and softly caressed my hip and tried
to reach my butt to pull me tighter against him.  I reached over his arm
and again took his boner in my hand.  I love the feeling of sliding his
foreskin back and wondered just what it felt like for him.  As I did this
he slid his hand down between us and took hold of my hardon.  Ever so
slowly he slid the head down until it was touching his opening.  I softly
reminded him that we had to be careful.  He explained, "I want to get all
lubricated down there with your pre-cum and then have you slid it between
my legs and against my hole but not in.  I have to John.  It's the next
best thing to having you inside me."

Hearing him say that, 'inside me', was so incredibly erotic.  I longed for
the day that he would say; 'put it in me John'.  It has always amazed me
how erotic certain combinations of words can be, especially those.  Still
holding me, he continued to slide the head of my boner down and between his
legs where they met his ass.  With lots of pre-cum all over it, my cock
slid in and I have to admit, it was the closest feeling to fucking that I
could imagine.  I lifted my leg over his and locked him to me tightly.  I
took possession of his body and slowly started to move.  The feeling was
wonderful.  I could feel the roundness of his buns pushing firm yet softly
against me and my cock sliding along the crack of his ass and between his
legs.  Every once in a while I could aim up a bit and rub against his
opening.  If I moved just right it would go in but I maintained my
willpower.

He was getting very hot, as was I, yet he kept me from stroking his hardon
enough to get off.  "I want this to be all your cum John.  Cum in between
my ass cheeks John.  I want to feel your hard cock throb and shoot your hot
cum on me.  My strokes became faster and more urgent.  He moaned louder and
louder.  "Oh John!  Yes!  Oh John, cum, I want your cum" he moaned.  I
wrapped my leg around him tighter and squeezed him in my arms.  "Micha!  Oh
my Micha!  I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna shoot in your ass.  Oh God Micha!  Here
it cums!"  He squeezed down on me and pushed back hard.  I was afraid for a
moment that I'd enter him and I didn't care at that moment.  I had to have
him, had to cum.  I shuddered and thrust harder as my back arched and I
began to throb and twitch.  "Ugh, ugh, oh MICHA!  I'M CUMMING!  I'M
CUMMING!"  Torrent after torrent of cum erupted between Micha's buns and we
both grunted in unison and in time with my contractions.

Cum was every where and I began to giggle uncontrollable as I sometimes do
when I have such an intense orgasm.  Micha began to giggle too and I kissed
the back of his head.  We were still moving together slowly and my slowly
softening cock slid deliciously between his buns.  I was holding Micha's
boner and gently moving his foreskin.  He seemed to still be very excited
and I wanted to see him cum, something I hadn't seen yet.  I moved so I was
sitting up against the head board and had him sit, sort of, on my lap and
lean back on my chest with his legs over mine.  With my head next to his I
could see over his shoulder and down his small body.  I whispered my love
in his ear and kissed his neck as I slowly felt him all over.  I cupped his
soft full balls with my hand and began to stimulate his beautiful hard
cock.  The more I whispered and licked his ear the more aroused he became.
Soon he was writhing in pleasure and begging me to make him cum.  I felt
him begin to move more erratically and breath more deeply.  He tensed up
and held his breath.

"No Micha, relax and breath, let it take you away.  You'll be okay, I
promise.  I'm here with you.  Cum for me my love.  Cum, cum."  I could feel
him let his body go and his moans doubled and tripled in passion.  Suddenly
he let out a yelp of lust and I watched as a stream of cum shot out and up
onto his shoulder just under my chin.  He bucked and squealed as shot after
shot landed on his chest then slowed to a few small spurts and he stopped.
He lay against me, his chest heaving and slowly caught his breath.  I
kissed his neck and nuzzled him letting him know how much I loved him.  He
took both of my hands in his and wrapped our arms together around him.  It
was a warm and loving hug.  God!  How I loved him.

********

The week progressed and so did the legalities.  Thursday afternoon after
school Micha was taken to the home's doctor for a full physical and the
much dreaded rectal exam.  I had asked my own doctor to be there but he
explained that it would be inappropriate.  However, he did ask for and
received Micha's complete file including the physical, on friday morning.
He called me personally to congratulate me on my impending fatherhood and
say that all was as it should be including urine and blood tests.

That afternoon I was waiting for Micha when he arrived back at the home
from school.  I stood on the sidewalk with a very serious expression on my
face.  He walked up to me with a questioning look but discreetly waited
until all the other kids had passed.  Then he looked up at me with real
concern on his face.  "What?"  He softly asked.

"You ready to go home son?"

The sun rose in his eyes and his smile was like a rainbow.  He threw his
arms around me and looked up at me with great tears of joy.  Then he jabbed
me hard in the ribs.  "You scared me!"  He followed that with a very
American sounding yell, "YAHOO!  WOOHOO!" and gave me another of his
Russian bear hugs nearly lifting me off the ground.  We both laughed and
walked together into his old home.

It didn't take him long to pack what few belongings he had.  Some things he
had already given away and some he just didn't want.  Then came the hard
part, the saying good-bye to his fellow 'inmates' as he called himself and
them.  The friends of his who were less fortunate.  He hugged each of them
as they came into his old room to say good-bye.  A few guys even had tears
in their eyes.  He was ready but said he had to stop by the girls wing
before he left.

We came into a nice little living room.  A lady and a little girl were
waiting there.  The little girl ran to Micha calling his name and sobbing.
I was so impressed with how Micha kneeled down and took her in his arms and
soothed her.  He switched to Russian, I assume trying to reassure her that
he wasn't going far and he would visit but she was nearly inconsolable.  He
indicated to her to wait a moment and he came over to where I was talking
quietly with the lady who was the head mistress for the girls.

"John?  Mrs. Simons?  Could we drive Anastasia by our house so she can see
that it isn't far?"

I looked at Mrs. Simons and said it was fine with me if she was comfortable
with the idea.  She praised Micha for his caring and suggested that we all
go.  I indicated to her that she should wait a moment and said to Micha,
"Why don't you take Anastasia out to the car?  We'll be right along."  He
nodded as if he understood and took his young admirer by the hand and out
to the car, explaining what was going on as he went.

I turned to Mrs. Simons and asked what the connection was.  She explained
that, because of his speaking Russian, Micha had been asked to help care
for the child when she first arrived here from Russia a few months ago.  As
a result, the girl had become attached to him.  She again praised Micha and
said that his capacity for compassion was a great gift and from what she
had heard of Micha's plans for helping kids, she thought he would be
wonderful at it.  I told her that I was going to suggest to Micha that we
keep in touch with the home and his friends and that I would be sure that
Micha was able to continue his big brother relationship with Anastasia.
However, I hoped that with her young age she would quickly be placed.

The drive past my ... our house, was a good idea and the little sweetheart,
who insisted on sitting on Micha's lap the whole time, seemed to accept the
idea that he was still close and would see her often.  When we returned
them to the home and Micha walked them to the door.  He knelt down hugging
and kissing Anastasia and then, as he stood up got a kiss on his cheek from
Mrs. Simons.  He was both teary eyed and blushing as he climbed in the
front seat beside me.  I didn't start up right away but patted his knee and
said, "what a good guy I have as a new son."  That did it.  We dissolved in
tears and hugged each other.  Sniffling, we tried to wipe away the tears.
I looked up at the door to the home and Mrs. Simons was smiling and wiping
her own tears away.  We all waved as I drove out nearly blinded by tears
and barely missing the mailbox.

I explained to Micha that I thought it would be nice if he wanted to visit
his friends at the home and occasionally have them visit us as well.  I
also suggested that if Mrs. Simons was as good at her job as she was nice,
perhaps she might fit in with his plans for helping children.  He smiled
and exclaimed, "You must be a mind reader but that's just what I had been
thinking.  We'll have to talk more about it."

"Well son I ..."

"John," He cut me off.  "You don't know how good that sounds to me.  Before
you say anything else I just want to say again how much I love you and how
happy I am that we are together.  Thank you for wanting to adopt me."  We
both got teary again as we drove quietly home.

"John?  I interrupted you before."

"Oh, yeah, I was just going to suggest a night out at the best restaurant
in town.  But, perhaps you would rather just have something from the
freezer and watch some TV.  You know, maybe get your things settled in your
new room."

He looked at me trying very hard to keep a straight face but he knew me too
well already.  "I know you John.  You have reservations some place
already."

I smirked and turned into the driveway and drove right into the garage.  We
brought Micha's things in and up to his new room.  Laid out neatly on the
bed was a complete new outfit for just such an occasion.  We had talked a
little about clothes at one point and I knew what he would buy if he was
looking for such an outfit.  I had checked his clothes for sizes and gone
down to the store to get these.  They would fit fine for tonight and then
he could have them altered as needed.

Micha quietly took up each piece and examined it; Brown leather moccasins,
blue blazer, with brass buttons, white with thin blue pinstripe dress shirt
with button down collar, Maroon tie with golf logos all over it, tan slacks
with a brown leather belt.  He looked up at me with pure happiness.  "Oh
John, these are perfect, just perfect."

Just as he spoke he spied a small flat bag that had been hidden under the
slacks.  He picked it up with a curious look on his face and peered inside.
Then a devilish grin spread across his face as he pulled out a pair of the
silkiest and sexiest bright blue very brief bikini briefs.  He said in the
most sexy adolescent voice he could muster, "When we get home from dinner,
you are going to take these off me with your teeth."

'My boy, you are indeed a mind reader."

We both giggled and hugged.  "Okay John.  Now.  Where are we going?"

When I told him his eyes grew wide and he exclaimed, "But John, that's the
best French restaurant within 500 miles.  Can you ... can we afford it?"

"Micha, this is a very special day for you and I.  I know you love good
food and good cooking so this will be a special treat that we can remember
forever.  How about you shower and change here and I will do the same in my
room and then I'll meet you downstairs?"

"Hmmm, how about I shower with you?"

I looked at my watch and smiled, "If we did that we would probably not make
our 6PM reservation."

He agreed with another of his devilish giggles but told me I was going to
pay for it later.  I told him he could over charge me anytime.  We both
giggled.  Oh how we loved to giggle.  His giggle even had a bit of an
accent, probably all in my mind but it was still very dear to me.  We each
headed for our own showers.  Soon I was ready in my very favorite business
suit.  I went down to the living room and sat down to wait for Micha.

Shortly, I heard his footsteps on the stairs and I stood up.  He strolled
confidently in and, as he so often does, took my breath away.  While the
new clothes could use a little tailoring here and there he, as usual,
looked perfect ... stunning.  "Micha, you are so handsome, so good looking.
I am so proud to have you for a son and this only our first day as father
and son."

He walked over and stood in front of me in a very formal manner and offered
his hand to me.  "Sir, I to am proud, very proud to be your new son and to
have you as my father."  He looked up at me with a gleam in his eye.  Then
he motioned me to lean down so he could whisper in my ear, "I'm even
prouder that we are lovers and I wish I could tell the whole world just how
much I love you."

I took his sweet face in my hands and put all the love in my eyes that I
could.  "I know you know what I'm thinking."  Again he beamed up at me.  I
gave him a quick soft peck on his full red lips.  "Okay!  Let's skidaddle."

"Huh?"

"Another old saying.  Let's hit the road.  I'm starved!"

"Me too."

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