Date: Sat, 07 Apr 2018 06:48:43 +0300 From: Ivan Ivanocich Subject: What a Knob - 9 What a Knob! - 9 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. This also contains some very bad but usual schoolboy language! If you like this story please tell me! Because if you don't reply Vanya feels as it no-one reads and likes! In the last part, Oleg and Gena had their magic on the two teachers in the music rooms, leaving both in very compromising positions. Of course they related their stories later the to Gleb, Artem and the older English boys in the dormitory that night. The following day was the joint concert between our visiting boys and the cathedral choir in which when the choir sang so well that there was rapturous applause. Not only did our boys lift the tone but the whole ensemble was improved, and there were several solos by Alex and Roger. Gleb was spectacular, not only in sound but in looks. Unknown to the others he had made an arrangement to meet Julia after the concert, so he had made himself ready for his encounter. He was always a very clean boy but he made himself especially so and put on his most attractive underwear. Into his choir tunic he placed two condoms ready for use because he fully intended to press for the full option at this meeting. He had noticed Julia watching him as he sang his finest solo and felt a strong stirring in his loins as he effortless soared to the top notes, hoping it did not show. "Gleb's got a hard on", Gena whispered to Oleg as the boy returned to his place in the choir. "See who is watching him," Oleg replied softly. "I knew he was up to something when I saw him washing before the concert. He'd got the skin right back over his knob in the shower and was washing it. A sure sign that he is expecting some action!" "Just because he washes his fucking knob doesn't mean he's going to fuck a girl -- or a boy for that matter! If you don't wash your knob you stink!" Gena whispered before they had to rise to sing their next piece. At the end of that item there was a break of five or ten minutes. Oleg went to talk to his friend. "Have you got a hard for that Julia girl?" Oleg asked, looking down at the increased bulge in Gleb's black concert trousers.. "Got to get it up her cunt!" Gleb replied in uncharacteristic style. Usually he was a very controlled and religious boy, but at times his emotions completely took over and banished all religious thoughts from his mind, even though he fully intended in training for the church. "Sure she's big enough to take that knob? " Oleg joked, softly touching the head which was pressing against the material of his pants. "Fuck off, you cunt!" Gleb replied, but smiling at his friend. "I'm meeting her after the concert." "Wow, we had better help you," Oleg said. "And hadn't you better wank it before the meeting? You don't want to cum too soon! You look fired up already." "You know I am a slow spunker, not like you shooting at nothing! so it's okay: I'm just at a premium state, I think," Geb replied. "Come on, let's stun them with some more solos. I sing even better when I am feeling spunky." "Don't forget, you will have to confess this to your priest," Oleg warned. "Yes, but he will understand: he is a good friend; and I am a growing man and need relief, at least from time to time. It is a pity you don't try to be more controlled, Oleg, my friend," he joked. The last part of the concert was mainly solos, sung by Oleg, Gleb and Gena, followed by a finale of a chorus. And at the end many people wanted to congratulate our boys. Mr Preston was on hand to interpret for Gena and Oleg, although Artem or Gleb could have done it, but it was expedient that it was so, because Canon Preston was still highly respected in the cathedral city. After all, he had been headmaster for forty years and now still officiated in the cathedral despite his being in his 90's! "Thank you for your work," Mr Preston said to Gleb and Artem: "And I don't just mean for your singing. All opposition to continuing the boys' choir has been defeated, and there will be no girls! It is all up to you. I will not ask how you managed it," he added to Gena and Oleg in Russian. "How did he know? " the two boys asked Gleb. "He is a very wise man and knows many things," Gleb replied. "He is of Soviet soul, and must be careful here," he continued. "But no doubt your session with our pedarast friends yesterday has had a big effect! "We both enjoyed it," the two boys admitted; "And it was worth it to preserve godly traditions. But what about the promise to provide girls for me and Gena?" Oleg asked. "Don't worry," Artem replied. "Julia has arranged a surprise for us all!" "Fucking hell! Do you mean we are each going to get it up a girl's cunt today?" Genea asked, already feeling a reaction in his groin. "Just wait, my friend!" Artem replied. "Here is Julia now, and look at the three gels she has with her!" Comments to Vanya, please