Date: Fri, 11 May 2018 09:15:39 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: Gleb's Fucking Buch - Pt 1 Gleb's Fucking Bush -- Part 1 The Boys Return - Moscow January 2017 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. Sometimes our boys use very bad language, so if you don't like it, don't read! Please remember I am not a native speaker of English. Please send nice comments if you can. This story is intended to blend and carry on our various stories written in the past: Russian Choirboy Pubes; Dima's Choirboys (about life in a Moscow Choir School); Fucking Puberty (about Pasha one of the ex-choirboys); Gleb's Puberty; Gleb's Big Knob; and What a Knob (both about Gleb a 14 Year old Soprano Soloist in the choir). Please do read the other stories about Gleb if you want all the information, but I will include as much here as I can for those coming new to our stories. In our last story "What a Knob Part 10", we read about Gleb with his friends on a singing tour in England. This was set in November 2016 when Gleb was 14-and-a-half and had just become chief soloist with his choir. Gleb, Oleg (14) and Gena (13) were representing the choir, leaving the others in Moscow to sing in some important concerts. Gleb is a very religious, cultured and usually controlled boy who intends to train for the Russian Church when his voice hardens. But he still retains his beautiful soprano voice and exquisite good looks. He usually has perfect manners except when his sexual urges gain control of him. In those moments he gets much activated and is a strong an highly active spunker capable of producing children. Oleg is a normal boy and never tried to control his growing urges. He is very interested in music and singing but rather shy in new company. He is small for his age but well built and strong, especially in the chest, arms and legs because he like physical training. He is also a strong and rather quick spunker and his sperm is also mature. He has become a close friend of Gleb ever since Kirill (Gleb's best friend, who had taught him all about wanking) had to leave the choir. He has even taken Kirill's bed next to Gleb in the dormitory. He looks to Gleb as an example but is too shy to say so. Let's take up our story in January 2017 at the beginning of the second quarter of the school year. The choir school had been closed for the New Year holiday from 31 st December and was about to re-open after ten days' holiday. The school houses around 50 choirboys, all boy sopranos, aged between ten and fifteen and is in its second year of operation, being founded as a special music school for the training of choirboys and soloists in traditional methods. James, the popular and handsome English teacher, who is in his mid-thirties, is eagerly awaiting the return of the boys, but especially for his friends Gleb and Oleg. He came to the school from England when it opened two years ago and is very popular with the boys. However, he has a special interest in two certain types of boy: one young with early pubes; and the other the class older and completely smooth. He has constantly thought about the latest pubertal condition of the two choir boys, and is very keen to see them again naked so that he could record their progress on secret files on his computer under the various titles. He has many classifications and was discussing the subject with our friend Pasha, the now seventeen-year-old boy, who had once been such a great singer in the choir. Pasha is now at university but comes over occasionally to help with the boys and to see his old friends. He is a natural leader and he was employed at the last summer camp as a helper where he got to know the boys very well. He featured also in our first story Russian Choirboy Pubes' when he was 12, and a small but stocky `Bald Spunker', a category invented to describe ripe boys who are still completely smooth. Pasha and Artem (then 13 with a full bush) had had the largest balls in the choir, with Pasha in first place on account of his very heavy ball-sac which hung far down his leg. Even at 12 years, he had worn supportive cotton trunks to support and confine his equipment and James had been wild with lust for him when he saw him undress for the shower. Pasha had been very close to James ever since.. He has grown a little since then, of course, but is still not a tall man, and very handsome. When he is clean-shaven he looks very boyish and can easily pass for much younger with his neat jet-black hair and clean complexion. His deep bass voice fits strangely on the boy because of his young looks. We also know that Pasha is the only one who is exclusively blue: in fact, he has never even given a sexual thought to a girl in his life. Of course, he is very discreet, and only his closest friends, know this. As his friend Artem joked: "He has never even had his knob up against a girl in his life," unlike most of the boys in our stories. Pasha was attracted to young Kadets in their stylish uniform, especially cadets of the Black Fleet, of which there was a school near his house. His favourite relief is to find Kadets in the metro or crowded places and press his penis between their silky bottoms and try to feel their knobs.. A month or two ago, he had followed a very attractive fair-haired boy f about thirteen with quite a deep voice into a very crowded place where people were watching a parade in the street. He had spotted the boy wearing thin, silky-black trousers, well filled by an ample bottom. He managed to get behind the boy as they tried to get through a narrow part of the street with people pushing. Several times he had managed to press his swelling penis into the well-defined crack between the buttocks. And then, the boy had got tangled up with a small boy's scooter coming the other way, and had had to lift his leg to get over it. The right buttock pressed strongly through the material for several seconds and Pasha cupped his hand over it and felt the inviting warm flesh beneath. The boy did not seem to notice and Pasha was able to get into a position where his right hand was touching the boy's penis for some considerable time. At that moment Pasha spunked his pants and had to stop. "So James," Pasha remarked, as the two sat together in James's room on the second floor next to the senior dormitory. "Our dear friends will be back tomorrow after one month of travel to England and the New Year holiday. You'll be able to update your files when they get back tomorrow," he said sitting down at the side of James at the desk. "Let's see again what you have of them already". "You are worse than I am, Pasha," James replied, opening his notebook and bringing up the files. "I'll show you if you tell me of your adventures with your little friend Misha. "Of course, but later," Pasha replied. "But what category have you got Gleb under?" "He was under `Bald Spunkers', James replied, bringing up the file of that name. "But I have now put him under "New Pubes" and may have to upgrade him again when he gets back. Don't forget he was starting a few pubes in the last photo taken when swimming, and that was over two months ago just before they left for England, so I expect he's getting a small nest around the base of the penis where they were just growing." "Fucking hell; yes. Do you have that photo? So sexy!" Pasha asked in excitement. Since Pasha's last visit, James had catalogued all the photos taken at the swimming rehearsal. Because the choir school was just for boys, they often swam naked unless women were present. At the rehearsal, just the sports teacher Misha, James, and the Director, Dimitry had been present. Of course, at the competition, some parents and visitors had been present, so they wore their regulation trunks. The great feature of Gleb is his slim, tall, handsome body and slim frame, with the impressive penis and huge knob, much wider than the shaft, which heavily weighs down the member when naked and is impossible to hide when clothed. The fact that he was so large and completely smooth made the sight all the more impressive. As for his buttocks, they are rounded and full of firm flesh with prominent curves, well defined in his well-fitting trousers.. "Fucking puberty!" Pasha breathed, as James brought up the photo and they saw the first dark hairs at the base of Gleb's penis, where there is a ridge of skin as the penis joins the pubic area, and this was the place, where two curly hairs were just appearing! The penis is of ample girth with a strong and prominent blue vein running down the side, obviously much aiding erection when swelled with blood. The balls are heavy and large, but not over-large compared with the long penis and knob. One testicular nut is prominent in the left side. "Oh wow!" he continued, as James zoomed the photo in to concentrate on his genital area. "Look at those two pubes; they are black and quite long and curling: I thought they would be fair like his head. Fucking Spunker! Zoom in closer, James," Pasha asked. "Can't you see those tiny black hairs just beginning to grow all over? You can't see them unless close up." "Wow, yes; I hadn't noticed them before. Fucking hell! The beginning of a bush, I think. He was just fourteen and three months there I think. And look, the skin of the penis is quite far back with the tip of the knob showing." The two then viewed the fine photos of Oleg, who was stocky and small but very well developed. The balls were full, rounded and very prominent, supporting the penis so that it pointed outwards even when soft; the penis was not so large but thick and with an impressive, but not oversized, knob, which, unlike Gleb, was completely covered by his elegant foreskin. His pubic area and balls were completely smooth. "Do you think he will have started a growth in the past two months? He's only a few months younger than Gleb and Gena is over a year younger with his full bush," Pasha asked. "I don't think so, but let's wait and see, James replied, turning attention to young Gena, the other soloists who was on the tour. The photos showed the 13-year-old athletic boy in full puberty and perhaps nearing the end of his soprano career. "Wow, look at the hair under his arms and on his legs: quite a growth!" James exclaimed, zooming in. There was nothing unusual about Gena's penis and balls except for the amount of hair covering them and almost obscuring them from view. He had started pubes at the age of eleven just after joining the school and his growth had been rapid. "Yes, and what a bush. That photo of him before he was wet is super!" Pasha exclaimed. "Zoom in on his face and let's see where he is shaving." James obliged and they noted the smooth face to comply with school regulations that all boys faces must be completely smooth. But Gena had cleverly found a way of declaring his manliness by the longer than natural sideburns, which extended just far enough to make a statement without breaking rules. James flicked to a photo of Gena he had taken the year before at that exciting time when the pubes were just appearing, and then one when he was stunningly smooth and sexy all over. Just then Misha, the deputy director called on Pasha's telephone He knew that Pasha was with James and, as James's Russian was not very good, he wanted to give the message via Pasha. "Gleb is coming back tonight, "Pasha translated, after the call had ended. "He took an earlier train from St Peterburg, where he was visiting his family, and we must meet him in an hour at Leningrad Station. Oleg will also meet us there and come to school tonight. Dima and Misha cannot meet them as they are away until tomorrow. A car will take us in fifteen minutes." "So much for our planned wanking session," James exclaimed to Pasha; "but it will be worth it to see Gleb and Oleg." Soon the two guys were in the nice car being driven to the station. It took a little longer than expected because of traffic and they only just arrived in time see the train coming into the platform. "Good thing I am here to find the platform, James," Pasha said, as they arrived at the correct place. "You can't even read the Russian yet. Look this is the train coming and it's the 10 th wagon. Look there is Oleg already on the platform." It was true: Oleg was waiting, well wrapped up against the cold. When he saw James and Pasha, he ran to greet them, throwing his arms around James, who hugged him tightly. "Oleg, my friend: welcome back; and I think you may even have grown a little," he said as he examined his friend. "No, not much: my father measured me and it's only 8 millimetres," the small but strong fourteen-year old replied, still in his light silky voice. "Gleb has grown, but his voice is even more beautiful." "Even as beautiful as yours," a familiar voice called out from behind. In their greeting of Oleg, they had completely forgotten about the train, which had arrived, Gleb now standing on the platform: tall, handsome and wearing a long black coat and fur hat. "Gleb, my beautiful boy: you have come back," James cried, as the two embraced. He kissed Gleb on both cheeks and tried without success to find the boy's buttocks which were covered by the long coat. "Wow, you have grown," James added, removing the boy's hat. "You are as tall as I am now, and your hair has grown darker and it's a little longer." It was true, Gleb usually had his fair hair cut very short, but as it had grown very quickly in England, he had had it cut again just before leaving, and it was now slightly thicker and beautifully wavy on top, with a parting and nicely combed like an English gentleman. He had taken the suggestion from Julia, the girl he had befriended at the English school. Pasha also embraced his friend, and felt a stirring in his loins and they all walked to the street. "Love your hat," Pasha said, as Gleb carefully replaced it "Just like a Kadet". "Shut up, Pashka," Oleg joked. "You are obsessed by Kadet boys. Gleb is a religious boy, so don't get ideas!" "Come on, guys; let's go." Soon the four were back at the school. They took off their outdoor clothes in the cloakroom and James was able to admire Gleb's smart blue trousers, and rounded buttock as he bent down to change his shoes. He was wearing white shirt and sweater. The trousers were of a natural material and he was, like all people at that time of year wearing second trousers underneath for warmth. Just then, Dimitry, the director, called to say he had arranged for dinner to be brought to them from the Kadet School next door because the school kitchens would not be working until the next day. He also told Pasha that he had arranged for a banya and so Pasha agreed to stay to help with that and to stay for the night: he could go on to his university in the morning. Oleg and Gleb had gone up to the dormitory while Pasha and James were speaking to the director. "Come up to us when you are free, or meet us in the banya in 30 minutes," Gleb suggested, leaving the two in the office. "Fucking puberty!" James remarked to Pasha. "Did you see the size of the two in their trousers and the arse on Gleb? "Yes, on both of them," Pasha replied. " I've got to get my dick up Oleg., or at least wank him. Come on, let's go and wait for them in the banya." And with that, Pasha and James went down to the basement. "What shall we do, Pasha? Get undressed already or wait for them?" James asked, as they entered the outer changing room. "Why not now?" Pasha replied. "Do you remember the first time you saw me naked at the camp when I was twelve? You had to run off to the toilets to wank!" "Yes, it was my first visit to Russia and the camp. I'd never seen balls like yours, and the little pubes just starting!" James recalled, rubbing his hand over Pasha's underpants, then taking off his own shirt and vest and unfastening his trousers. He was a handsome man in his early 30's and very popular with the boys. "Couldn't keep your hands off me after that, could you, you wanker!" Pasha said in fun. "Remember the night in the forest when you had your knob up my arse and wanked me?" "Yes, it was my first time, and yours to, you told me," James replied, taking off his pants and standing watching Pasha take off his pants. "Fucking hell: look at the size of you! " he remarked, as Pasha lowered his supportive pants to reveal his large, shapely balls, hanging very low. "Have you been shaving your pubes? There aren't that thick." "Yes, I forgot: I got rid of them when I first met Misha because I wanted to look as young as he did." And he went on to tell James about his exploits with his young friend. Back in the dormitory the two boys were getting ready. The beds aren't made, but I know where the sheets are," Gleb said. "There is always spare in the little drying room in the corridor." "It's great to be back," Oleg said, as he took off his sweater and took his bags to his shelf in the corridor. "As much as I liked England, the boys in the school had very little freedom." "Yes, it's true," Gleb replied, weighed down with sheets. "They were watched and controlled all the time by their teachers. It was only because they opened an old dormitory for us to share with their senior boys, that they had any freedom." "Yes, everything was new and beautiful, but I like my place here, even if the toilets have no doors and my chair in the dormitory is still broken." "Well, who broke it: and what were you doing to break it?" Gleb replied, remembering that Oleg had broken it when sitting back on the two back legs wanking after a concert. In fact, the director had told him to repair it himself in the carpentry room, but Oleg had been too lazy to do it and had repaired it with some tape and binding? "Talking about wanking, "Oleg replied. "I want banya. Come on, Gleb; get your wash things and let's go. Don't forget you haven't seen James for two months: you'll be hot for him!" "And you for gay Pasha," I suppose. We may as well have fun before I confess all tomorrow." "What will you do when you are a priest and have to be very holy?" Oleg asked. Gleb replied that he would probably be married by then and could have as much sex as he wanted. "After all, our President wants us to have large families," he added. "It's Pasha I feel sorry for; he will never be able to have a family: just live a life of secret sex followed by repentance. "God will provide for him," Oleg added, as the two made way down to the basement where the banya and swimming pool were. There were three rooms in the banya: the outer, for putting off clothes; an inner room, with tables and sofas for relaxing, eating and drinking, and the steam room and a small pool for plunging. The two were just in their underpants and slippers, with a towel draped over their shoulders. Both boys were wearing boxer briefs with ample pouches and close fitting down the leg and across the bottom, designed for boys with ample equipment. Both had experimented with trunks that kept the genitals on one side of the thigh, but, unlike Pasha, who preferred this, it was more comfortable for them to have all secure in the front despite the bulge. "I think James is going to have a shock when he sees us naked," Gleb said, as they made their way downstairs. "I had only a few pubes when he last saw me.." "Yes You really had a growth over in England and quite bush by the time we left! Must have your been fucking that Julia that did it!" "Yes, my father couldn't believe it when he took me to the banya last week," Gleb replied. "It's not that thick yet, but dense all over. What about you, Oleg? You were still smooth when we left England." "Nothing yet, except my balls are even bigger. My father says it's normal for the boys in our family." With that, they entered the outer room and slipped of their pants. They then went straight through to the inner, where James and Pasha were sitting at the table. "Hi, guys!" Oleg called, as they entered. Imagine the scene as James and Pasha witnessed it! First came Oleg in all his glory: small, athletic and strong. His enormous and ripe balls looking out of place on his rather small body, both heavy nuts clearly outlined. His penis was not over-large but pointing forward, the knob quite prominent under the white foreskin. The last time James had seen Oleg naked, his foreskin was still quite elegant and fully covering the penis, but now -- Fucking Puberty -- it was quite retracted, the tip of the head clearly visible. All this, not doubt, had been assisted by sex with the girl he had met in England and heavy wanking sessions. His balls have become much lower, whereas, before they held an elegant shape, but now, the nuts seemed to be weighing them down. Puberty had clearly been working, resulting in a gross enlargement over the past weeks. But still, as yet, not a single hair. Oleg went over to Pasha and sat next to him on the sofa. No sooner James taken in this sight but Gleb entered the room, his heavy penis, weighed down by the enormous knob, swinging as he walked. "Fucking hell! What a bush!" James cried out in surprise, as the boy approached his old friend, the thick black hairs covering his entire pubic region and a thick tuft of hairs surrounding the base of the penis like a nest, completely hiding the once-attractive ring of skin that was beneath. "Not bad for a boy soprano, is it, James?" Gleb said, as he came close to James who place his left hand on the fleshy buttocks and closely examined the pubes. Clearly, the boy would have a very thick bush in a month or so. The hairs were not long or curling yet, but very dense and completely covering the entire pubic area. It was obvious that within a month or so, he would have a full and very thick bush. "Not affected my voice as yet, but giving me a lot of pleasure, I can tell you," he continued, putting his hands on James's shoulders and remembering the last time they had had sex together. James examined the heavy balls and discovered wiry black hairs already sprouting. The boy was obviously extremely ripe. As for the knob: it had swelled considerably and was now about one third exposed, causing constant stimulation to the boy in his daily life. James then caught site of the puffy nipples: another recent feature. Julia had found that stimulating the boy's nipples almost made him wild. He stood up and pulled Gleb close to him. His penis was already erect, and Gleb's was beginning to swell, the foreskin now slipping back further. "Get my fucking knob out and start wanking," he commanded, and James looked him in the face whilst taking hold of the fat penis and slipping back the skin. The pink knob was out and menacing." "I believe you have been shaving,!" James observed. "Those little hairs on your face are no longer there." "Yes, they were turning dark and thickening and some hairs shot out of my chin." "Fucking sexy. Let them grow for while, just to show me," James pleaded, lifting Gleb's elegant long arms to examine the pits and finding a small patch of new hairs in each. He then started to massage the nipples, making Gleb gasp a little "OK, but you should see Gena. I talked to him in Skype yesterday and his face is covered! "Oh, you fucking cunt!" he cried, as he felt James's ministration on his budding tits. "Do you think he'll be able to sing?" James asked. "No, his voice failed just after the last concert in England when he sang like an angel. He can hardly speak even now, just growl. He'll have to leave the school and he's only 13. Don't stop: wank just the knob now!" James was gently massaging Gleb's full buttocks during this conversation, pulling the boy closely to him: he could feel the boy stirring and becoming half erect. He was a slow spunker and took a long time to get aroused, so James took hold of the knob, which was now standing proud like a small fist with a very menacing head. James first wanked it and then gently took it into his mouth and tasted the sweet savour of a boy now in full puberty. After some time, he withdrew, Gleb's penis now fully erect, the shaft taking the weight of the knob and lifting it flat against his stomach like a rod of iron. "Fucking hell, James; you've really fired me up. I think I'm leaking already I really want it up a cunt, but what about you? I could fuck you for a change," he cried, turning James round and bending his penis down to gain entry to his friend. Despite his size, he found it easy. "I can feel your pubes against my arse, and what a knob. Keep thrusting, Gleb! You have had some experience in England, I think." "Wonderful sex with Julia, and necessary sex elsewhere," he replied, wildly thrusting into James, giving the man extreme pleasure. He now withdrew, his penis quivering and emitting some lubrication. They changed position to give more simulation of sex with a girl, the fourteen-year-old choirboy wonderfully dominating. "Fuck, James: I'm going to be blasting in a few minutes," now managing to wank his friend at the same time. The size of Gleb's erection and the hard knob was giving James the maximum pleasure, the knob hitting the spot with every thrust. Eventually, the climax came and the first jets of Gleb's mature white spunk fired from his penis, completely satisfying his friend who climaxed at the same moment. Gleb was making the most rude comments and noises as he fired a second and third time, before collapsing into James's arms on the sofa and remained in a passionate kiss for some moments, James constantly stroking Gleb's new bush! Meanwhile, what about Oleg and Pasha? Comments to Vanya, please.