Date: Wed, 15 Aug 2007 17:20:58 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: ARTUR AND ZHENYA - 5

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. If this sort of
thing offends you then what the hell are you doing reading Nifty/Gay. Also
note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are
FICTIONAL. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular area of
the planet to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow minors
access but you knew that anyway.

These are stories of youth and boys and once again they are FICTIONAL. Any
resemblance to anyone living or dead is PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

Another point: I like to write on behalf of the boys but you must realise
if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is me
coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank... that's them.

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ARTUR AND ZHENYA


Part - 5


by


G. Cutterski



Here we go again. This one is set a couple of months after the main bulk of
the story and only brought about by the arrival of Vladimir. Not the famous
Vladimir Putin, the Premier of our big bear neighbour but Vladimir Kasparov
and with no relationship with any chess players I might add but to the
story.

The long summer holiday had began and my family had made no firm plans to
go away although the dads were still on about renting down in Koktabel or
somewhere in Crimea. Both my and Zhenya's dads had cars but with a family
of four with all the gear needed it was a bit of a hassle and to cut a long
story short they still hadn't decided whether to splash out or have a quiet
holiday at home. The mums were pro going away and the dads were anti, if
they left it much later (and maybe they had left it too late anyway) there
would be nowhere left to book. Koktabel was on the Black Sea and very
popular but with the extra hot summer it would be booked up. However, there
were no shortages of places nearer which also catered for families and
nudist families at that.

My relationship with Zhenya had cooled a little although the alternating
weekends still happened and we still had sex, well, we had to pass the
nights somehow and we were both healthy teeny pervs so why not? I did the
dirty with both Vanko and Alexis still but neither of them was Mr Right to
be honest, Vanko although delicious was far too young and Alexis spent far
too much time with Pasha for my liking. Anyway, here we were a few days
into the holiday and we had an event. Well, the arrival of new tenants in
the blocks is an event and we had new neighbours moving in today. The local
workmen had been in effecting repairs and decorating so it must be pretty
sparkly by now. They must have a kid or kids as our block was all family
flats so we and that is the whole family were on the lookout for their
arrival. Neighbourly not nosily you understand, chuck a laugh in there if
you wish.

My dad watched through the steel door's peephole and as soon as the pair
entered the flat opposite he waited five minutes and shot over like a
demented welcome waggon offering tea, cakes, vodka, you name it. My dad was
like that by the way. A few moments later he dragged this man and woman in
and we all did the hand shaking bit and settled them into our front room
complete with tea and some biscuits. The woman mentioned that she was
concerned about their son down guarding the car. The vehicle an old western
car was perfectly visible from our window and I was instructed to go and
collect the boy as the lorry with the furniture and stuff wasn't due for a
little while yet.

I'd gathered that they were from Kiev which is unusual as most people tend
to move away from the border not nearer to it but the man apparently worked
for the National Water Authority and it had been a bit of a promotion hence
the move. The boy's name was Vladimir which was a good old Russian name not
so popular with we Ukrainians but I put on my welcome face and rushed down
to collect him. I was expecting the worst, you know, big city boy amongst
the yokels, stuck up and all the rest of it but he was draped over the car
gazing into space when I arrived.

'Vladimir?'

'Yup,' he turned and grinned and it hit me like a sledge hammer. I was in
love. He wasn't too much to look at, probably the same age as I was but
very long hair like a girl but he was all boy. Cheeky and mischievous face
I suppose you'd say, a bit of a hooligan I'd guess but this was only first
impressions. Whereas his mother and father were dressed up and pretty tidy
this kid was a mess. Torn jeans, a scruffy old sweat shirt in spite of the
weather and a bashed up old wooly fisherman's hat (in spite of the heat)
that had seen better days. A boy after my own heart.

'Come up and relax, your people are inside.'

'Great,' he held his hand out and we shook. 'Vlad... ah, shit. You know
that already.'

'Artur,' I introduced myself. I couldn't keep my eyes off him, especially
his scruffy jeans. What pleasures they may contain... add a dirty chuckle.

I took him up and he met the family and Anya took an immediate shine to him
the cheeky little slut. A nine year old making googley eyes at my
prospective boy friend. She was completely over the moon when she found out
he had a little sister but the girl was with relatives whist the move took
place. After that it was all sunshine and light, a little girl to play with
right across the landing, of course I was thinking pretty much the same
only on the boy front. The blinding and incredibly good news was that Vlad
was also thirteen and would be coming to the Sports Academy after the
holiday so he would be in mine and Alexis' class or our brother class 3B.

Things were looking up and I didn't want to appear too eager or girly, I
just wanted to consolidate and anything else would come later hopefully. He
didn't look gay or anything like that, he just seemed a normal boy and
after an initial shyness we were nattering away like a pair of canaries in
a cage. His mum and dad were nice and we seemed to be getting on well until
the party was disturbed by the arrival of two covered lorries. Naturally
enough dad and I sprung into action giving a hand, that's what neighbours
do and thank God we live on the third floor and not the sixth.

God, that was hard work but Boyko (that was Vladimir's dad) had the two
drivers and their mates so they handled the really big stuff, Vladimir and
I took the smaller items, chairs, bedding and the like, the mums kept well
out of the way.

'Whatcha do around here?' Vladimir stood in what was going to be his
bedroom and gazed out of the window. 'Electricity's on anyway,' he clicked
the switch.

'Yeah and the gas,' I moved over and looked down at the kid's
playground. 'Boy's day at the gymn and sauna Friday morning. There's loads
of countryside and lakes, rough riding's very popular.'

'Great,' he grinned. 'I've got a good dirt bike... Russian.'

'Crap,' I laughed. 'I've got a Czech.'

'Race to the death,' he grinned. 'When and if we ever get sorted out.'

'Bet it's got a hammer and sickle on it,' I sneered as we left to get some
more gear for the flat.'

'Red stars,' he laughed. We were getting on fine.

When we got to his bike which was stashed right inside the second truck he
gave me a rather flash demonstration of wheelies and other moves. He was
good I'll give him that but the rough ground behind the blocks was a bit
different to Kiev's concrete playgrounds I'd bet. The main thing was we had
a joint hobby or play as did Alexis and Vanko, we had the makings of a
gang.

In the end we left them to settle in although my mum invited them over for
dinner and doubtless the wine and vodka would flow, God willing I could
entice Vladimir into my room or go out for a mooch around, it was summer
after all. That's the way it turned out, Anya, thankfully stayed with the
two mums and I and Vladimir made our escape for a couple of hours after the
meal.

'Let's go around and visit Alexis, he'll probably be in your class.' I led
off and Vladimir scuttled to keep up.

'He's got to be thirteen then, what's his speciality?'

'Track and fuckery.'

Vladimir laughed, earlier on he'd told me that his discipline was swimming
and fuckery so it was tit for tat. Luckily Alexis was in and after the
normal grunts to his mum and dad we piled into his room to listen to his
radio and chill out as they say which mainly consisted of all sprawling on
his small bed and nattering away like small groups of boys do. My new
friend and my old friend seemed to get on OK and we chatted about what we
could show Vlad as we'd got to call him of our makeshift cycle track behind
the estate.

I suppose this was the first breaklthrough. I noticed that Vlad's eyes
roved. Well. of course, people look around when in a stranger's room but
his eyes seemed to be fixated on Alexis. He watched him like a hawk and I
got quite jealous. I was going to say something and if it had been someone
like Zhenya or Vanko I would have but you can't make 'off colour' remarks
to someone you've just met. Mind you I suppose some of it could have been
Alexis's complexion. He was burnt virtually nut brown and with his overlong
and scruffy dark hair he looked gypsyish almost Romany. Yeah, maybe that
was it. We arranged to meet up for some bike riding and scrambling the next
day and left, dusk was on us and it was always safer to be indoors by
nightfall, the druggies were like vampires they only seemed to appear at
night.

'He's quite nice, Alexis. Nice colouring,' Vlad commented as we arrived at
our landing and peeled off for our respective doors.

'Yeah,' I replied unenthusiastically.

'Not as nice as you though,' Vlad laughed and opened his door making a
quick getaway. I stood there dumbstruck, had he really said that?

I couldn't go to sleep that night, it was warm and my mind was awhirl with
thoughts of Vlad. I reran every part of our conversations over and over
again and the final few sentences most of all. Had he made a little move on
me or had he just had a giggle at my expense? I didn't know but I did have
my nightly wank over images of him naked not that I knew what he looked
like but the thought of running my hands through his long dark blonde hair
and dragging his face to mine mouth to mouth got me going.

I awoke in the morning to the sound of the door bell and waited for a few
moments for mum to open up but there was just silence.

'Jeez,' I moaned and crawled from bed. I'd just remembered mum was taking
Anya to some playschool thing and I had the place to myself. I tottered to
the door in my briefs suspecting that it was a delivery of some sort. I
peered out of the peep slit to face Vlad pulling faces and grinning like a
loon. 'Shit,' I felt suddenly uncomfortable clad only in my skimpies but
what the hell. I opened the door and he barged in.

'You've overslept, Artur my man.'

'Come in I just need my jeans.'

'You look alright to me,' he grinned and followed as I wobbled back into my
bedroom, I was still half asleep and my repartee wasn't really upto
scratch.

'My mum's gone down the playschool thing with your mum and little
sister. My own sister Shura arrives later, my Aunty Catreena is delivering
her.'

'Good.' I was getting confused with all the names and flopped onto my
bed. 'Want a cup of tea, Coke or something?' I reached for my jeans but he
was sitting on them.

'You're sprouting well,' he observed straight faced.

'Perv,' I snapped covering my groin. I couldn't help it and it was nothing
to do with him, I was busting for a pee. 'I'll get you a Coke,' I said as I
fled the room heading for the toilet and kitchen fridge in that order.

'Take your time, Sexy,' he called after me. He was either a comedian or was
doing a Russian ice breaker, I tried to act cool as I returned with his
drink.

'Here you go.' I gave him his drink and sat down, I'd managed to thrash my
burgeoning hardon into submission and sat with my own can balanced on it
keeping it cool and yes, he was still sitting on my jeans.

'You use those lycra speedos at school?'

'Yeah.'

'Problem with those I spring an instant stiffy,' he grinned quite
boldly. 'Hard as a rock.'

'Nice,' I risked.

'Nothing wrong with getting a hardon, just show's that you're healthy.'

'True,' I admitted. This wasn't the sort of conversation to be having with
a brand new friend but at least we were talking slightly dirty and neither
of us had said too much so far.

'Gonna ask you...'

'Yeah?' I was all ears and other things.

'Do they allow skinny dipping around here or have they a ban like in
Kiev. In Kiev you can only go nudey if it's signposted. Probably not to
shock the tourists.'

'We don't get tourists around here and no one's every said anything to us
about skinny dipping. We have to wear costumes at the school baths though.'

'Fair enough as long as I know, I don't want to get naked and find all the
local yokels in costumes.'

'Wet boxers, briefs or nude... depending on taste. Alexis likes nude.' I
stuck the last bit in as a bit of a tease.

'I bet he looks good,' he grinned. 'All smoothy and brown and...'

'Shurrup,' I laughed. The bastard had done it, my flesh was hardening up
and I couldn't stop it.

'Smooth and brown,' he repeated. 'Slender and lithe, huggable and
loveable,' he whispered.

'Shut up, Vlad, he's not like that.' Now that was an outright lie but I had
to stop him somehow.

'Shame,' he grinned totally unconcerned. 'You better put your trousers on,
you're sticking out.'

This time I blushed, I grabbed my jeans red faced and felt his eyes on me,
he was driving hard and he'd driven me into a corner. I decided to turn the
tables once I got my trousers on. 'You sound like you fancy Alexis.'

'Not as much as you, Artur,' he replied quite calmly and stretched out on
my bed with his legs straight out displaying a noticeable bulge in his thin
old jeans.

'Really?' I spoke feeling such a fool as my voice broke into a squeak.

'Really,' he smiled and shuffled in closer. He was so close I could smell
his morning soap and the flavour of minty tootpaste, now that is
close. 'Really,' he repeated and we were inches apart.

'Really?' This was ridiculous I was beginning to sound like a parrot.

'Yes, yes, yes,' he took the plunge and dropped his hand onto my groin and
kissed my cheek. As I turned my head he kissed me on the lips and that was
it. Five very hot minutes late we came up for air and parted.

'Now that's what I call neighbourly,' he grinned. Jeez, this kid had so
much face, there was no putting him down. 'Pity we gotta meet Alexis.'

'Wait until we meet Vanko,' I laughed and stood up. I was as hard as a
poker but this was neither the time or the place. Now I knew where I stood
with Vlad I wanted to get onto stage two and that was to taste him and I'm
not talking lips here.

He came close and reached down grasping my nearly solid penis through my
jeans and I felt his minty breath. 'Nice one,' he whispered and sprang back
with a giggle before I could return the compliment. 'Just checking big
boy.'

'Tart.'

'Always,' he grinned. 'Who do you do it with then?'

'Alexis for one,' I laughed. 'But I'm not giving you leads all over
Lugansk.'

'Slut.'

'Always,' I retorted and grabbed my t-shirt. 'Come on, Romeo. Let's
adventure.'

I walked down the stairs to the lockup where my bike was stashed and where
we'd parked his yesterday. I felt like I was walking on clouds. I'd heard
the expression but never felt like this before, not with Zhenya or the
others, I'd met a soul mate and prayed that it worked out and wasn't just a
flash in the pan. I had the feeling that Vlad would shop around, he seemed
the type but as long as he finished up with me then that was the main
thing. Time would tell... it always does. I'd be keeping him well out of
the way of Pasha Grigoriev that was for sure.

We got around to Alexis' and he was doing wheelies outside his block and I
was pleased to see little Vanko was with him, more introductions and we
were on our way. Now the only one of my close friends that Vlad hadn't met
was Zhenya and maybe that would have to wait. The last time I'd seen the
Zhen he was babbling on about being shipped off to his aunty in Kharkov who
had two sons. He might even have gone, our relationship had cooled so much
although I would have expected him to at least call around and let me
know. No matter I had friends and Zhen was the least of my worries. Alexis
led the way tailed by Vanko, Vlad and I brought up the rear as we left the
estate and climbed the hills to the south of the estate. It was wild
country and we took about half an hour getting there mucking around on the
way. There were some other kids around but it was a free country... well,
reasonably free as the land was owned by the old stoneworks which made for
loads of gravel pits and piles of discarded chunks laying around a bit like
a junkyard. Mother Nature had taken over and to my knowledge the place had
been deserted for five or six years. My dad said it had never been a hive
of activity in the old days just one of the old Soviet places to keep
people in work. As an aside, one of the old timer's complains was that
everyone worked in the Soviet era even if it meant you washed road signs in
the Gobi Desert you had a job. Anyway, back to here and now. Here I was
with my mates and it was fun, I didn't wear a helmet, I liked the air on my
face and the breeze through my hair. Vanko was the only one who had the
helmet, armpads, and kneepads... his mum was safety concious but they'd be
dropped off once he got into the spirit. There were some nice leaps and we
had great fun calling a halt after about an hour.

I found a shaded spot with Vlad and we dumped the bikes and flopped all
sweaty and with aching legs. The hyper Vanko fooled around at a short
distance and Alexis now shiny and sweaty fell down between us. I looked
over him to Vlad and he raised his eyebrows and grinned.

'You look nice all sweaty, Alex.' Vlad just came out with it, just like
that and I cringed. Jesus, he was going to get me shot.

However Alexis just laughed and tugged his t-shirt off displaying his
narrow brown chest. 'You're as bad as Arty,' he grinned at the sky as he
lay back.

'He's worse,' I commented.

'Really?' Alex lifted his head and blew down his chest onto his flat ridged
belly. Oh, God, here we go again I thought and leant over giving him a
another blow (of breath you understand).

'Air conditioning,' Vlad crowed and also leant inwards blowing on the
giggling Alex's body. Vanko saw something was going on and rode over
hopping off his bike and dropped it with a crash.

'He likes having his nips sucked,' Vanko spoke out and I didn't know if he
was being serious or joking, you never knew with Vanko.

'I dare you, Short Stuff,' Vlad looked at Vanko and then glanced at me.

'I dare you afterwards,' Vanko looked at Vlad.

'Yeah, alright,' Vlad grinned. He was clearly feeling his feet with my two
pals and I was glad. We had the afternoon to ourselves, we had isolation
and who knew where an innocent game could lead. My traitorous flesh began
to harden and that's what comes of having a dirty mind. Vanko like the
muppet he was got between Alex's legs and crouched over with his hands flat
either side of Alex's torso and started to suck one brown nipple and then
the other. I was going to say that I was shocked but I wasn't, Vanko was
one of those kids, you dared him and he did it... easy as that.

'Alright,' he looked up with his lips shiny with spittle. 'Nice tits,' he
giggled.

'Dare you to do, Vlad,' I challenged.

'It was my turn, to dare,' Vanko squealed.

'You next,' Alexis grinned, he knew or suspected the way things were going
and he was happy enough, he glanced at me and winked, it could be an
interesting afternoon after all.

'Alright,' Vanko grinned and clambered over and assumed the same position
with Vlad. Vlad was a different boy to Alex, he peeled his t-shirt off and
as soon as Vanko's head dropped he grabbed the boy's head and stroked his
hair and across his shoulders.

Vanko loved it, he slurped away and I noticed his hands dropped to Vlad's
hips, any more of it and he'd be in my new friends jeans.

'Dare you to kiss him on the lips,' Alexis murmured to Vlad and time seemed
to stand still for just a moment. Vlad grinned, this is what he'd been
waiting for. He put his hands either side of Vanko's head and brought the
boy to him. Vanko protested but not to much and they kissed. Of course
Vanko had to do the disgusted bit wiping his mouth and giggling but we knew
he'd enjoyed it and so had Vlad from his flushed face and bulge in his
jeans.

'My turn,' Vanko rocked back from his kneeling position and looked at the
three of us thoughtfully with an evil grin on his face.

'Vlad and Alex snoogle Arty all over.' He sat back proudly.

'That's three dares in one,' I retorted not too forcefully. 'You've got to
join in to even it up.' Was that brilliant or was it not?

'What's a snoogle?' Vlad laughed.

'Kiss, lick and snuggle,' Vanko gave a cheeky grin and moved over between
my legs I felt his warm hands on my thighs rucking up my baggy shorts a bit
and then his face dropped onto my belly. A moment later the other two came
in from each side and Vlad's lips found mine. His tongue snaked out and met
mine. I was in heaven. Vlad was French kissing me, Alex was sucking my
nipples and Vanko was sucking my navel but one hand had snaked up the
inside of my shorts and held my now totally hard penis through my
briefs. He gently squeezed and snuffled at my belly button as I got harder
and harder.

'Get those shorts off him,' I heard Alex say and Vlad laughed. I bet he was
enjoying himself, they don't do this in Kiev or maybe they do. My shorts
went down and I felt the warmth of the sun on my body as I lay naked with
the shorts around my ankles and Vanko was the first to go for it. I felt
his hot and wet mouth on my cock and then he took it in. Mission
accomplished.

'Whoa... nice one,' Vlad muttered and his lips left mine to be replaced by
Alex and Vlad started kissing down my body heading south. I was in
heaven. Hang on, I've just said that but no matter, it was so true.

On a sunny afternoon and a very hot one up in the dusty hills above the
estate I might have expected to have a bit of a lark around with Alexis and
Vanko pretty much like up the tower a month or so ago but with a newbie in
tow..?  The fact that the said newbie was my heart's desire was just too
good to be true and the fact that he'd joined in without a qualm indicated
free thinking to say the least. Free thinking and previous experience but I
didn't care, he was far removed from any previous pals he might have had,
he was on my territory now and he was mine.

'My go,' Vlad whispered and I felt Vanko's mouth leave my jerking cock and
transfer to my shrunken scrotum and then it happened. 'Alright, Art,' Vlad
whispered and I felt him take hold of my slippery member and his mouth
descend onto it. I nearly passed out with sheer bliss but my brown skinned
pal Alexis was on the move. Squinting in the sunlight and playing with
Vlad's long hair I saw Alexis raise himself and tug his shorts down and
then his underwear A moment later his dark skinned erection waved above my
lips and I allowed it's slippery glans to part my lips and I opened wider
to let him do what he wanted. I was fucked in more ways than one. Vanko was
back up sucking my nipples, Vlad was sucking and slurping my noodle and
Alex was plundering my mouth and we'd only come up here for a bit of rough
riding.

I wanted to warn Vlad that I was about to cum but couldn't, Alexis had my
mouth plugged and from the way he was grunting he was about to cum as well.

'Vlad...' I managed to splutter around Alex's slippery cock just before I
tensed up and shot a massive squirt of thick creamy spunk deep into Vlad's
throat and he quite happily swallowed it and then took in a lesser one and
then proceeded to suck me dry. I was shattered and then almost drown as
Alex pumped his long juicy streamers into my mouth until it smeared my lips
and my face. The final act was Vanko slipping up and lapping Alex's cum
from my face and then settling in for a prolonged kiss fest. It was all
over for the moment.

Eventually we parted and lay in the sun slightly shame faced and avoiding
each other's eyes until Vanko and it would be him spoke.

'That was good,' he stood up with his droopy shorts hanging on his hips. I
did a quick calculation and decided that there had to be a finale and it
involved the ever randy under aged Vanko no less.

'A last dare?' I looked at him and then down at Vlad who was laying with
his face on my belly gently blowing on my shrunken penis, he was the only
one of the four wearing long jeans and it was about time I saw what his
body was really like. I couldn't wait for sauna time, I wanted to see him
naked here and now in the dusty little niche we had found ourselves.

'Go on?' Vanko grinned and made a lewd fumble at his groin.

'Suck Vlad off and then I'll do you.'

'We'll both do you,' Alexis amended.

'You want me, Vlad? Vanko grinned 'You want little ol' me to suck you?'

'Try me,' Vlad laughed and flopped onto his back alongside me. 'You tasted
nice,' he grinned at me and then stretched his arms out on the sparse grass
as Vanko knelt.

Vanko was a great little actor I'll give him that. He unbuttoned Vlad's
flies and peeled the jeans aside displaying my new pal's floral boxers
which were a nightmare but I didn't say anything. As Vanko tugged on the
jeans and Vlad lifted his middle my eyes were fixed on the meaty lump
plainly visible tenting the boxers and then the jeans were over his feet
and off.

'And now for the unveiling. Ta ra ra.' Vanko imitated a trumpet call and
tugged on the hem of Vlad's boxers. Slowly a healthy brown haired pubic
bush was revealed, he had a damn site more than myself or Alexis but when
his erection popped free I couldn't believe it. He was uncircumcised but
his foreskin was in full retreat and his glans was slippery and shiny with
precum. It was gorgeous but I didn't have time to study it as Vanko's head
dropped immediately and he was sucking at this new plaything like a right
little slut. I was so jealous I must have been tinted green and Vlad looked
at me and smirked. He knew, he knew bloody well that I wanted him and I
just hoped that he wanted me half as much.

Vanko's head was going up and down like those old nodding dogs you see in
cars and I swear his eyes were flashing like they do in the expensive ones,
he must have a well charged battery up his sweet bum. Vlad had grabbed
Vanko's head and was vigorously face fucking the kid and I could see that
he wasn't going to last long. I risked it, I dropped my head and took a
cautious kiss and he grabbed me by the neck mashing our lips and slipping
his tongue into my mouth. 'You and I, all the way soon,' he whispered just
before our lips met.

'Yeah,' I croaked into his mouth but his motions were getting frantic as
Vanko sucked and slobbered. It was soon over and Alexis and myself rolled
the giggling boy free with his mouth full of cum and his face smeared with
Vlad's massive squirts. Vanko was the last and Alexis and myself shared him
as Vlad lay there after pulling his boxers up and draping his t-shirt over
his face. Vanko went through his giggling and squealing but and finally did
his little clear squirts and we were all done.

'Let's go over the quarry,' Alexis suggested after about ten minutes and we
hopped on our bikes. Vlad pulled his jeans on and Vanko recovered his
shorts but Alexis and I cycled naked clutching our clothing. It wouldn't
have been to clever to fall off onto the gravel but it was only around a
kilometer and really deserted. I mean this huge site was like the surface
of the moon and we were the only inhabitants.

We dropped the bike and dumped our clothing in the shade of a
tree. Ignoring all the 'danger' signs we were in the water. It was
dangerous the other end but this was gently shelving probably the old
roadway and it was well used by kids, it just so happened that this was a
lucky day and we had the place to ourselves.

'Welcome to the club,' I said to Vlad as we splashed around keeping an eye
on Vanko and Alexis who seemed to be going through some sort of weird
mating ritual or maybe it was a pre shag routine.

'Some club,' Vlad frowned.

'You're not upset are you,' I felt a twinge of alarm.

'No, no,' he laughed. 'It was brilliant and we have another five weeks
before school.'

'And you're working out who to fuck first.'

'No discussion there,' he declared calmly. 'You're my number
one. Arty. Definitely my number one,' his hand snaked out under the water
and I felt him cup my balls. I leapt on him and we went under the cold
quarry water kissing, groping and eventually choking until we broke back
into the air.

We swam upto the end that was sheltered by a cliff but it was too cold in
spite of the brilliant sunlight and I was scared of getting cramp. I knew
the 'danger' signs were there for a reason and we made out way back into
the sunlight and then to our shady little nook under the trees. The other
two were still in the water and after a quick glance at Vladimir with his
long hair plastered to his skull and neck I took his well muscled body into
my arms and settled in for a good kiss. Nice and peaceful and nice and
passionate and could that kid kiss. I was in heaven and that must have been
around the third time I've said that but it was true. We writhed around
drying out and getting harder and harder as the afternoon wore on.

In the end we just lay in the shade and both Vanko and Alexis joined us as
we lay relaxing and lazily chattering as boys do and remained there
silently happy with the world and happy with each other. It's great to have
friends especially when you have good sex with two of them and see the
third within your grasp. Now this really is the time to add on an evil
chuckle.

We cycled back in the early evening Kiev Dynamo were playing FC Poltava at
seven and it was televised, FCKD were long running champions of the Premier
League but Poltava was in what we called East Ukraine so we would be
rooting for them, anyway I normally supported the underdog. FCKD was too
big headed and had too many foreign players to be called an Ukrainian home
team anyway.

We split from the others and Vlad and I locked our bikes away, upstairs we
found both families congregated in my flat and the two mums were preparing
supper for all of us and Shura, Vlad's little sister was busy making
friends with Anya. The next thing was to organise a sleepover... and that
goes without saying. I think or I was sure that Vlad and I wanted to 'get
it on' as they say, we had the hots for each other but this time we wanted
to go all the way, we wanted to mate in the purest sense of the word. A bit
funny that, it wasn't all that pure, it was sheer unbridled lust but 'pure'
sounds better.

After supper or dinner as my mum insisted in calling it and the dads
decided to go to the Club to watch the match, we boys got an invitation but
we declined, as sportsmen neither of us was too keen on sitting in a
tobacco fug all night and guys slugging vodka and getting loud didn't
appeal much either. I had a small TV in my room and invited Vlad into
watch. We settled in with some cold drinks and munchies, we were fine for
the night. The two mums and the girls decamped to the Kasparov's flat, I
expect mum was going to help Mrs Kasparov get sorted out and the little
ones would run around yelling and screaming as little girls do... or play
with their dollies so at least we had the flat to ourselves.

'You a Poltava fan then?'  Vlad made himself comfortable.

'No, FC Lugansk if any team but I'm not a great football freak.'

'So,' he grinned and stroked my leg. 'Not much point in watching the
match.'

'Don't get any ideas, my mum could walk in at any minute,' I dampened his
ardour a bit. I could see he was ready to play and so was I but this was
neither the time of the place.

'Jesus, Art. We gotta do it, you want to don't you?'

'Yeah, I do,' I snuggled up to him and drew his face to mine. 'We can't
risk it,' I gave him a gentle kiss and he was on me. God, that boy was so
hot and he was so bloody horny. I could feel his hardness in those tatty
old jeans he favoured and if I'd have shown one sign of weakness I'm sure
he would have stripped off there and then.

'What about tomorrow?'

'What about it?'

'Give the others the slip...'

'Better still, we have all of tomorrow afternoon.'

'How come?'

'The mums were saying earlier that they were going around the Infants
Hioliday Cooperative to sign Shura in and do a day.'

'What's that all about then, 'do a day' what does that mean?'

'Right,' I settled down to explain. 'The IHC is all the little girls and
boys that are on holiday, the fours to nines. The mums keep them at the
Infant's School with their books and pets and whatnot and the then the mums
act as minders, replace the teachers in fact. Your mum wanted to join in
and my mum said she'd take her around. Once they're there they'll stay as
it's one of my mum's days, she does one in five or maybe one in six. All
the mums take a roster turn so I'll have the place to myself for most of
the day.'

'Still a bit dodgy,' he was now the one to hold back.

'Or, as you said give the others the slip and make love under the sun and
stars.'

'Can't have them both together you dick,' he laughed.

'You know what I mean,' I dropped my head down to his crotch and dry
nuzzled the lump in his jeans.

'Prickteaser,' he played with my hair.

'I just don't want to risk getting naked. My family's into nudism but not
locked away in my bedroom with a school mate.'

'Turn that bloody television down,' he croaked as the trumpets and drums
sounded. The kick off was about to happen both at the Poltava Stadium and
in my bedroom. A minute later I had the front of his jeans open and
negotiating his awful boxers extracted his stiff meat into the open. His
jeans were spread and his boxers under his balls making his middle totally
exposed but easy to cover up if we heard the front door open.

'Nice,' I grasped it and ran the loose foreskin over his glans a few times
and it moved freely, the tip of his dick was shiny and when I took a lick
he shuddered in anticipation of what was to come and I could taste the
bland saltiness of his oozing. He was ready but there was no rush, the
match lasted a hundred and five minutes. I sucked his balls which had a few
hairs and then nuzzled into his thick pubes and then just licked up and
down his shaft until he begged me to take him in and I did so. I just held
his swollen knob in my mouth and wanked him gently not really wanting to
bring him to climax... let him suffer. Eventually he thust up into my mouth
and I went for the deep throat. I loved his cock and I know that's a
sluttish thing to say but I could taste his precum oozing and the hardness
of his flesh. His hoody was in full retreat and the steel hard shaft was
slippery with saliva and dribble. He was ripe and ready to fuck me but I
daren't and I really wanted him to more than anyone before. On my last
count I'd had four people do me from Vanko's little boy cock to Pasha's
seven inches or whatever it was but Vlad's was the one I wanted the most at
that moment in time and space. I wanted to give myself to Vlad totally and
then I wanted to take him and I just had that feeling, the tingly feeling
that told me he felt the same. Neighbours, classmates, same size, same
age... it was a match made in heaven.

'Jeeezus... Art,' Vlad moaned and holding my head firm started to fuck
upwards as I bobbed up and down on him taking him right into the back of my
gullet. He was so hard and it seemed enormous filling my mouth with his
slippery meat and then it pulsed and I felt it throb.

'Gaaargh...' I spluttered and choked as a huge splat of his creamy cum
choked me and then another two squirts that filled my mouth with his sweet
essence. I sucked and swallowed and then another one, two and then the
dribbles. I sucked him dry as he went limp and closed his eyes. Aaaah, he
looked so sweet with his overlong hair all over the place, stuck to his
forehead with his perspiration and his fully extended cock finally starting
to soften.

'That was fantastic,' he murmured as I slid up alongside him and sealed my
spunk stained lips onto his. 'I'll do you in a minute.'

'I didn't do it as a trade, I did it because I wanted to.' I lied through
my teeth, of course I wanted him to do me, I was so hard I could feel the
dampness in my briefs.

Just then the bell rang. You can always trust a mum to spoil a decent night
of football.

'Shit,' I cursed as I got to my feet and Vlad got himself together in a mad
flurry, talk about panic stations.

I opened the door without the mandatory peek through the peep hole quite
expecting mum to be jumping up and down but it was Zhenya. Shit and double
shit.

'Come in,' I grudgingly invited. he must have sensed my unwillingness as he
gave me a funny look but tailed me as I stomped off to my bedroom.

'I gotta guest,' I announced as I walked into my room but Vlad was safe, he
was back to watching the television like butter wouldn't melt in his
mouth. 'Vladimir Kasparov let me introduce an old frined, Zhenya Durova.'

They shook hands as we do and I guess gave each other the once over, just
like a pair of cats meeting up, they did everything except sniff under each
other's tails.

'Vlad has just moved in next door with his family which includes a little
sister.'

'Another one,' Zhenya grinned and grabbed the only chair I had, I sat on
the bed with Vlad and was very concious of Zhenya giving us both the once
over. He must have known what was going on as even I could smell the vague
trace of cum in the air. It has that funny lingering smell. The scent you
can sniff around but never quite place.

I went off to refresh the drinks returning to find Vlad nattering about
Kiev and it's advantages over Lugansk, it's parks, it's river, it's
nightlife although I wouldn't think a thirteen year old got to sample much
night life.

'I just popped into say I was off to Kharkov first thing in the morning,
Uncle Andrei is picking me up and I'll be away for two weeks.'

'Looks like Koktabel is out of the window.' I remarked not really too upset
now I had Vladimir.

'Yeah, never going to happen. My dad spent to much on that bloody car of
his he's just about bankrupt.'

Poor ol' Vlad was being left out of the conversation, he was watching the
match but pretty clearly eavedropping.

'I've been to Kharkov, it's nice,' he chipped in.

'Great,' I remarked maybe a little sourly. I was the country mouse here,
they were bandying Kiev and Kharkov around and the limits of my adventuring
were walking around Lugansk watching the River Lugan and ogling the the old
monuments and statues.

'Well, I've got to go,' Zhenka rose and gave me a little pelvic thrust
unseen by Vlad. 'I thought I'd let you know I'd be away but you can take
always Vlad down the sauna tomorrow and introduce him around.'

'Yeah, why not.  I'll let you out.' I took him out to the door and saw him
off.

'Is he the one?' He hovered at the door seeming unwilling to go.

'I think so, I hope so,' I croaked, this was all a bit emotional. The
boyfriend is dead, long live the boyfriend sort of thing. In with the new
and out with the old... all those phrases sprung to mind. This was the
final goodbye.

'Still love ya...' he suddenly leant in and gave me a quick kiss on the
forehead. '... a bit,' he laughed and was off down the stairs.

I locked up although mum was still over the way with Mrs Kasparov and
returned to Vladimir who had turned the television down again.

'Alright?'

'An old boyfriend,' I muttered as I fell on my bed.

'Never mind, baby. You've got a new one now.'



			      To be continued



I was going to make the Artur and Vladimir a one chapter job but it
stretched and stretched. So, it will run into a second.  A few of the usual
dodgy quality screencaps to give you some idea what he looks like
available. Naturist not naughty.

Spme nice character pix of Vladimir as well.

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