Once my cousin Mishka went to our country house. Mishka was twenty years old, he came from the army, almost immediately entered the preparatory department of some institute, lived in a hostel and from time to time came to visit us. On that day, the three of us – father, Mishka and I – wandered for a long time in the vicinity of the forest, my father managed to shoot a hare, and in the evening he left home, and Mishka and I stayed in the country to spend the night and return to the city for the first morning train.
There was nothing to do with the onset of darkness.
“Let’s bet on the bathhouse,” Mishka suggested.
A small log bath stood next to the country house. Mishka and I quickly made fire, succumbed to the heat, and the bathhouse soon turned into a real steam room.
Dressing, I noticed how Mishka gave me a gently curious look, but did not attach any significance to this. If I were older or more and more, I would, of course, think and could even guess what this look like, like a sliding look at me …But then, in my fourteen, I-with all my external bravado-was naive, absolutely inexperienced and even in some ways, in some matters, stupid.
-Come on, brother, bend …I would like your back, ”said Mishka, and, gently taking my shoulder, turned back to his back. In his touches, passion and impatience were already felt, but I, not suspecting anything, bent gullibly and when he said …- below …Below a little …- I, resting my palms on a low wooden bench, stood in front of almost cancer. This was what he needed …Mishka spent several times a washcloth on my back, then, as if by chance, slipped a washcloth between my half -wound halves, again ran along the back …Apparently, he tried on …And suddenly, clasping my buttocks with his palms, he pushed them in different directions-and at the same second I felt something large and solid in the hollow that formed between us.«?»- I wanted to ask, but did not even have time to open the mouth …The soaped bark of the Mishkina penis rested on my tightly compressed hole, Bear pulled me with force, clutching me, gently, tearing my point, slid inward, and I, bending, howled in pain. The pain was terrible, cutting – especially in the first moments …
I groaned and jerked, trying to break out, but the bear, hooking my hands, jerked me on my stomach, on a low wooden bench, pressed my penis even deeper into me and, leaning my chest on my back, hurriedly and warmly whispered over my ear …
– Nothing, Zheka, nothing …Be patient, I’m fast …
– Throw …- I croaked, – Throw, Bear! It hurts …
He did not answer. He slightly raised his ass, he completely drove a member into me with a short, powerful impetus to me, to the very bottom, even tightly squeezed me in his arms and, breathing heavily, pushed back the back – he began to quickly and frantically crush my naked body …From a strong, now stupid and unbearable pain, I felt how slowly it begins to darken in my eyes and my face is covered with cold later. It seemed that a huge Mishkin member, permeating me through, with his hot and firm head, reaches me to the larynx …
– It hurts me, Bear …- I whispered with all my strength, biting my lips. Bear did not respond. Turning his head and hard, intermittently sniffing, he kissed me in the neck, not stopping to drive into me his firm, like a rolling pin, a hot cock …
I woke up because someone splashed cold water on me. I opened my eyes and saw a bear leaning over me.
– What are you, brother, so weak? – He, smiling pretty, patted my buttocks with his palm. There was no pain, only strongly burned in the anus …Seeing that I woke up, Mishka straightened up, and I saw his thick, heavy down-hung dick with a naked dark red head.
– Why are you with me …So …- bewildered, not yet believed to the end that this happened, I whispered, looking at the member of Mishkin, at Mishkin, at Mishkin. As if from somewhere from afar, I slowly came to me that …Yes, here …now …I was just fucked …Moreover, in the most banal way – in the ass …and did this cousin …Bear …
– How – so? – Bear sat in front of me.
– So …- I stumbled, not knowing how to answer, – how …like fagot …
– God! What a word …- Mishka laughed merrily. – Get up, let’s blame …-He splashed a water stove-bourgeois from a bucket on a red-hot wall of a stove, and a pair of steam rose from the stove, hiss. -Just think, things …They drove him in the ass once …Get up!
Mishka and I got in, and I tried not to turn to Mishka backwards, and silently went into the house. He tried to speak with me, asked something, but I looked at him as if he were an alien. « he is fagot …He fucked me …Fucked me …Pidaras …Fucked … »- the same thought spun in my head.
I laid to sleep on a raft, Mishka laid out his chair …He soon fell asleep …In any case, I began to scrap measuredly, and I lay and thought who I was now …It was clear one …My cousin fucked me in the ass, fucked me, pulled me like a young cock, in the point …In a word, I focused me …so, what is next?.. Who am I now?.. And – what now?.. Putting my hand into my panties, I carefully felt my finger between the diluted legs, touched a tightly compressed hole, as if there could be an answer to my questions …And at night I woke up because someone quietly, carefully pawed me for a member and egg. The thought that Bear could hurt me again was to come instantly, I jerked in fright, and at the same moment I was a whisper in the dark, a whisper …
– Come on, Zhenya …Lie down on the stomach …Do not be afraid, brother …In the evening you …It seemed to be a whole – that’s why it hurt …And now …It will go well, I will not rush …Come on …with Vaselin, Zheka …I’m slow …neatly …You will see …Lie down …
While I was asleep, he inaudibly lay down next to me and now lay on his side completely naked, gnawing on my thigh with his stressfully stretched hot member, with persistent greed caressed and pawed my body, his palm glided over my back, over her buttocks, he stretched his lips.to the neck and, pouring me with his hot breath, whispered excitedly …
– Zheka#8230;Well, I ask you#8230;Once again#8230;Only once …Well, what are you afraid of …Come on, Zheka! – However, I could not do anything with me …I didn’t want to try again. In the bath, Mishka took advantage of my inexperience, did everything quickly and unexpectedly, I would even say, with extraordinary ease for myself, but now, in bed, it was not so easy to repeat it. I moved away from him, pushed him away from him, removed his hands – frightened, silently pulled out, he did not lag behind, climbed …
– no …no …- as the starting, I muttered, trying to dodge, – it’s better not to ask even …no …I’m not fagot …go …Let me go …
How much time has passed, I don’t know. The room was dark …We struggled, floundered in bed already naked, because Bear pulled off my underpants, I had a member, at the bear, too, he persuaded me, begged for …Finally, having apparently exhausted all his arguments, he crushed me under himself, piled on top, spreading my legs with his knee, and began to do quite incomprehensible for me …squeezed in a strong ring of his hands, I lay on my back, naked, with my legs diluted in different directions, and he, breathing hotly, fidgeted for me, twitched, fought in hasty and sweet convulsions, then pressing his tense member in my stomach,then gliding them in my member, the same tense as his, and I no longer burst out – I lay under him with a mixed feeling of curiosity and fear, vaguely guessing how all this should end …I waited for the bear to finish …He will not finish, but he will finish, let him down – he crumpled me like a pillow, burning hotly, burning in my ear, his hands glided alternately along my hips, and …lying under a bear, I already started – completely unexpectedly for myself, besides the will! – From all these friction and fidgets, first experience lightly, as if timid and uncertain, then an increasingly stronger, every minute increasing pleasure …It was the same as I experienced, from time to time by enjoying myself before going to bed under the covers …Suddenly, Mishka, squeezing me with all his might, quickly and quickly twisted his backwards, tensed and, breathing heavily, shedding later, dropped his face into a pillow-I felt my stomach burned hot and sticky …
For some time we both did not move …It was clear to me that he had finished – he was lying on me tired, sweaty, with a whipping heart, buried his face in the pillow …then he crawled off me and stretched out nearby. I touched my stomach – from Mishkin’s sperm my stomach was sticky, and my member, sticking like a bayonet, was also in Mishkina sperm …
– Now …I will bring a towel, ”Mishka said quietly, rising. He returned with a towel, sat on the edge of the ottoman. – Come on, I will drag …
– I myself! – I hastily answered, tearing out a towel from him.
– Zheka …What are you pulling? Do you want me to eat? Come on …
It seemed to me that Mishka wants to bend …
– No! – I jerked aside.
“You are a fool,” the brother grinned in the dark. – Okay, sleeping …- Bear, rising from the ottoman, struggled the yawn with difficulty.
And in the morning, when the alarm rang, everything was repeated again – with the only difference being that there was no time, it was necessary to catch the train, and Mishka had no longer asked me for anything …He simply leaned on me, inserted his cock between my legs, under the eggs, and five minutes later, after the same frantic, voluptuous friction ended – I involuntarily squeezing his member with my legs, squeezing it, lay all this timeUnder the bear, without resisting and not breaking out …My member stood again, and again I felt how the very feeling that I experienced in me was growing in me, by enjoying my dick with my hand …
In the train, Mishka behaved as if there was nothing …laughed, joked …I didn’t really listen to him – I knew what I want and what I would do when I would be at home …At the station, Mishka, before saying goodbye, looked inquiringly into my eyes …
– I hope you have enough mind …- He hesitated for a moment, – not to chat that …that you pierced your ass. And then …in this situation …I mean the ass …- Mishka spoke slowly, either choosing words, or giving me the opportunity to think about what he was talking about – for other …- He was silent for a moment and repeated again, highlighting these two words, – for others you are no longer a guy …You are a girl …And you are …necessary?
– What – you need?
– to …some fuckers …depicting …real guys …They took out on you …their shitty complexes …
I was silent. I realized what Mishka was talking about. In our house, in the next entrance, there was a general general – a skinny pomach, obsessed with the idea of destroying fagots. Sometimes with burning eyes he told us how once again he was chasing someone somewhere with someone. Genchik had the surname Zakov, and in the courtyard we called him a bunny.
I did not want « normal guys »like this bastard genchik took their shitty complexes on me.
– Bear, and you …Pidaras? – brazenly looking into my brother, who was older than me for six years, I asked.
– No more than you. In our company …- Mishka suddenly smiled, – you know how they said? Vzhik-Wzhik-and again a man.
– And you …In the army, yes?
“And in the army, yes,” Mishka looked at me with some condescending friendliness, as the teacher wise by experience looks at an unintelligent study. – If you want, I’ll tell you …in the second episode, ”he added, smiling again. – Do you want …forget. There was nothing. Dot. In general, …You, Zheka, cool guy …Yes? – He winked at me cheerfully …
I was driving from the station on a trolley bus – people entered, went out, composted tickets …nobody cares about me. I suddenly saw myself from the side …An ordinary kid sitting by the window …Pidaras?.. Trolleybus turned into the street. I squeezed the muscles of the sphincter …I inhaled …He squeezed again, expecting to feel something unusual …Bear said …There was nothing …There was no, except that he fucked me three times …Fucked me, – the thought flickered. Some kid went at the bus stop and, slipping at me with an indifferent look, stared at the window …
At the entrance, I met Sanya, one of my friends.
– Where are you from? – He held out my hand.
– From the cottage.
– I spent the night there, or something?
“Well,” I nodded.
– One?
– with brother …cousin, – I added.
– And I am for products, the whole list here my mother wrote …Like a slave, damn it, Isaur …Sasha there, Sasha here …- Sanya spat.
We stood, talked …
Bear said …There was nothing …There was no …Or it was?.. And what, in fact, was?
– Okay, you call me, – Sanya held out his hand. – Gray promised to drag the game …
“Okay,” I said.
There was no one at home. I quickly undressed and, turning in the hallway to the mirror backwards, leaned over, with his palms diluting the buttocks. I wanted to look at my point. But watching was inconvenient …More precisely, it was difficult to consider anything, because the stronger I turned my head back, the stronger my naked ass went to the side. What, in fact, I wanted to see, I really did not know myself. Completely unexpectedly came to me another solution. I put a mirror on the floor and, spread my legs, squatted over it – now it was clear well …Bending my head, I examined my point-a pale brown circle in the form of a funnel, with a dot in the middle …Nothing special …ordinary point …I touched my finger..
Then I lay down on the sofa and, closing my eyes – remembering how the bear sniffed hot in my ear, how rubbing my stomach with his hard hot dick, began to hastily enjoy his fist..
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