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  1. The condition of the Irkutsk airport passenger terminal in 1992 personified the decay of the infrastructure of the Soviet Union. Crowded, dilapidated were understatements to describe this facility. In Moscow Vladek’s one small suitcase had been x-rayed prior to entry into the terminal. Again he waited in line, this time for his bag to be x-rayed before he could leave the terminal. There was no ‘Welcome to Irkutsk’ desk or kiosk, just tired looking guards with machine guns. As Vladek waited he scanned the faces of people outside the terminal wondering if someone was there to meet him. After he retrieved his bag he walked out the broken exit door and paused. Two handsome men in their fifties approached him. “Vladimir Melnikov?” When Vladek answered yes both men smiled and held out their hands to shake. “Welcome to Irkutsk. I am Maxim and this is Grigory. Papa is thrilled that you are visiting. I have not seen him this happy in years.” As they drove to Franz’s place Maxim told about his background. “When you called Papa, he told you he had two sons, orphan boys whose parents died as a result of the father’s war trauma. He and the late Ilya have two other unofficial sons, Grigory and I. Franz was my teacher when I was fourteen here in Irkutsk. One day I arrived at school with bruises. After class he talked to me and after much reluctance I admitted that my father had beat me and that I deserved it. Franz was very tender and understanding. After many questions I finally admitted my father had discovered me kissing another boy. We were both naked. I cried as I admitted this sin. Franz was totally understanding. He offered to let me stay at his room with he, Ilya, Piotr and Pavel. He became like a father to me. He and Ilya would take the younger boys on excursions to the playground or train station on Sunday afternoons while my friend visited me for a study session, or at least that is what we all called it. That was over forty years ago. Grigory and I have been together since. We both have engineering degrees from Irkutsk Technical University and are aeronautical engineers at the aircraft factory. We both took the afternoon from work to meet such a good friend of Papa.” When Maxim opened the door to Franz’s apartment the old man stood and walked to his friend. When Vladek put his hand out for a handshake Franz instead wrapped his arms around his former student. They held each other while starring into the other’s face. “It is so wonderful to once again hold my young friend of so many years ago. With tears in all of their eyes the two touched lips. The kiss was deep and passionate.” Grigory spoke, “We will give you two some quiet time to catch up on your lives and will return at 18.00 (6pm) to take you to dinner at our place.” As the two friends embraced the sons quietly departed. Franz spoke, “We will have plenty of time to talk later. Now I just want to hold you.” The passions of the two men were as strong at their ages of 72 and 87 as it had been when they met as student /teacher at ages 16 and 31 having last seen each other at the onset of the war when each was 19 and 34. As Vladek embraced his frail friend the two drifted to the bed. Franz felt the younger’s hardness. “You are as healthy as ever. At my age the passions run as high as ever, but the dick does not respond. While I cannot make love to you as we did years ago, I can appreciate your body.” Vladek stood and removed his clothes. Standing naked at the side of the bed he stroked his hard dick. Franz sat up and played with it. He pulled Vladek forward and kissed the uncovered head. “You still have the school boy smell and taste that I remember.” Franz gently squeezed precum from the dick hole and licked it clean. Vladek slowly stroked as his friend pictured the school boy jerking off. Franz rubbed his finger over the wet head as the younger man slowly hacked. When Vladek announced he was close Franz moved in with an open mouth. While at his age Vladek no longer shot geysers he did let go with spurts that landed in his teacher’s mouth. While the force of the cumming was not as intense as years past the feeling was as powerful. As Vladek shot he leaned forward and braced himself against the wall. He felt dizzy as the nostalgic cum squirted out. Franz then squeezed out the last drops and cleaned the dick head with his lips and tongue. Vladek leaned in and kissed his friend, tasting his own spunk. Vladek dressed. Franz stated that he had not had feelings of passion that strong since the death of his lover, Ilya. The two sat at the table drinking tea and discussing their lives over the past fifty years. Promptly at 18.00 there was a knock at the door. As Grigory drove them to his apartment he explained that Maxim was preparing the celebration dinner. “Grisha will also be there with his friend. They live in a building owned by Irkutsk State University where they share a room in an apartment. They have lived together for about five years. While no formal announcement has been made, I assume they share more than just living space.” Franz then reminded Vladek that his grandson Grisha was the person who answered the phone when Vladek called from Moscow. The dinner was a festive occasion with the three generations sharing life adventures. When Vladek and Franz kissed following one of the many toasts Grisha stated, “Grandpa, you are such an inspiration.” He then leaned into his friend, Sergi, and the two locked lips. Not to be outdone Maxim and Grigory embraced. Grisha then stood and walked over to his grandfather’s seat. Leaning in he kissed the old man, not on the cheek but firmly on the lips. “Grandpa, ever since I was a little boy I admired and loved you and Ilya. I knew it was not right to show passionate affection to a man and especially a family member. But to hell with the rules, I love you.” With that he leaned in and kissed grandpa again. Then with a twinkle in his eye he turned to his lover, “Don’t worry Sergi, after Grandpa you will always be number one in my heart.” Grisha then returned to his seat and again deep kissed his young love while erotically caressing his body. Maxim asked, “Would you two like ‘time out’ in the bedroom before we have cake?” The two youngest sat up straight and just smiled as cake was served to all. They discussed plans for the remainder of Vladek’s visit. The following day, Saturday, the six would drive to the lakeside town of Listvyanka, about 70 km (42 miles) away on the shore of Lake Baikal. There they would take an hour long boat excursion on the lake. Then they would drive on dirt roads to a parking place where they would hike the short distance to the lake shore. Years earlier Maxim had discovered a secluded place where he and friends could visit and just be themselves. They would relax in total privacy, roast sausages on a bonfire and swim or just wade in the cold waters of this pristine lake. Some friends would join them. Note: I have visited this beautiful lake during trips to Russia in 2007 and 2010. Lake Baikal is the largest freshwater lake by volume in the world, containing 22–23% of the world's fresh surface water. It contains more water than the North American Great Lakes combined. With a maximum depth of 1,642 m (5,387 feet – over a mile) it is the world's deepest lake. It is considered the world's oldest lake at 25–30 million years. The lake is home to thousands of species of plants and animals, many of which exist nowhere else in the world. The Baikal seal is one of only three entirely freshwater seal populations in the world. Information from Wikipedia. Then on Sunday they would visit ‘The Dacha’. (A dacha is a Russian summer house or more likely a plot of land for gardening and a shack for storage of equipment and overnight stays.) When Maxim moved in with Franz and Ilya at the age of fourteen following the beating resulting from his father’s discovery of his relationship with Grigory he did stay in contact with his parents, primarily his mother. His mother was from a tiny village about an hour by train southeast of Irkutsk. His elderly mother now owned the peasant house of her parents and surrounding land. Although she had a small apartment in the city of Irkutsk, she preferred to live at the dacha in the summer and work in the garden. Except for the addition of electricity no major changes had been made to the house in over one hundred years. Water was available from a hand pump in the yard and the outhouse (toilet) was a small building behind the house. (Just as the mother of my friend in St Petersburg who by choice spends the summer in her dacha that lacks indoor plumbing.) Franz’s other sons, Pavel and Piotr, and their wives had gardens at the dacha. The sons, wives and some of their children and grandchildren would visit the dacha Sunday. While the conditions would be considered primitive by today’s standards it would not overshadow the happiness and abundance of food at the celebration. After returning to the apartment Vladek and Franz undressed and crawled into the double bed, exhausted. This was the first time Franz had shared his bed since the loss of his love, Ilya. Within minutes the two were asleep, naked body against naked body. As the six rode in the crowded automobile on their way to Lake Baikal, Vladek asked why this car and many others he had seen in Irkutsk had the driver on the right side as in England while most cars in Russia were left hand drive as in Western Europe and the USA. As he drove his recently purchased ten year old Toyota sedan Maxim explained that many automobiles in Eastern Russia were used cars imported from Japan. Since in Japan one drives on the left side as in England the cars have the driver’s seat on the right. Grigory joked, “Thanks to Russian ingenuity keeping these old cars repaired they last many years here in Siberia. This pile of metal has almost 300,000 km (180,000 miles). We plan to keep it for a few more years. Hopefully more cars will be available as our economy shifts from communism to capitalism.” When Vladek commented that he did not expect such a smooth straight road from Irkutsk to the shore of Lake Baikal at Listvyanka Grigory gave the history of the road. “In 1960, at the height of the cold war the road from Irkutsk to the shore of Baikal was built in just two months. President Eisenhower planned what would have been a historic visit to the Soviet Union. His itinerary from Washington to Moscow would include a stop at the impressive city of Irkutsk and a visit to beautiful Lake Baikal. Unfortunately before the visit took place the Soviet’s shot down an American U-2 spy plane and President Eisenhower did not visit. The road that would have been the route of the President had been built to impress the Americans.” (The movie ‘Bridge of Spies’ starring Tom Hanks tells the story of the exchange of the pilot of that U-2 pilot, Gary Powers, for a Soviet spy held by the Americans two years after being shot down.) Following their tour boat excursion on the lake the six drove north along the shore. At the edge of the village the paved road ended and became a gravel road which within about five km (3 miles) became a one lane dirt road that kept getting narrower. Where this road became a footpath Maxim stopped the car and told the group they would walk about a kilometer (just over a half mile) to a scenic area on the shore. As the approached their destination Vladek heard talking and laughing. Rounding a bend on the footpath he saw a group of men. He was not surprised as Maxim had told him friends from Irkutsk would join them. What did surprise him was that all the men were naked. The group was a mixture of ages and body shapes. As they approached the men welcomed them hugging each. It was a strange feeling for the clothed Vladek to hug so many naked men. Then Maxim announced, “We are not dressed properly for this party.” Soon the six newcomers were as naked as their friends all wearing only shoes. A bonfire had been started. All had brought the food and drink for the day including beer, sausages, bread and apples. While sausages cooked on a grill placed directly over the fire Vladek checked out the man sausages. The youngest were two students in their third year at university and therefor around 21 years of age. One of them, Sergi (a very common name in Russia), was an absolute delight to the eyes. He was about 180 cm (5’ 10”) tall, muscular, short blond hair with only a tuft of light hair over the cock and almost no visible armpit hair, blue eyes, long full cock with just the piss hole peeking out of the skin covered head, balls swinging low and an incredible bubble ass. He did not mind being the center of attention as the others made no attempt to hide their interest in his body. Sergi was there with a fellow student, Oleg, who was also an enjoyable sight. When Sergi and his friend discovered Vladek was an American professor the three sat on his blanket while eating sausage and drinking beer. Both were studying English and wanted to practice their language skills and discuss American universities. A folding chair had been brought for Franz and Vladek had placed his blanket next to his friend. During his conversation with the students Franz had the pleasure of observing the two young men close up. He later told Vladek that if his dick had been ten years younger it would have been hard just from sitting near handsome Sergi. After their lunch three of the older men invited Vladek to join them in a swim in Lake Baikal. Vladek followed them to the shore. As the three plunged in Vladek warily stepped into the water. Immediately his feet went numb from the frigid water. Meanwhile the other three after diving under the water quickly retreated and ran back to the fire. As they wrapped blankets around themselves everyone pointed to and laughed at their tiny dicks and balls that had shriveled from the cold water. Later Vladek learned the lake had only been ice free for a couple of weeks prior to their visit. When Vladek returned from his brief wading in the lake he sat on his blanket. Sergi kneeled at his feet and began massaging warmth back into the frozen toes. Naturally Vladek’s dick responded to the touch of the beautiful young man. To Vladek’s embarrassment as well as erotic thrill the others watched and commented on his situation. Eventually Vladek thanked Sergi for warming his frozen feet. The young man just smiled and winked at him. For the next hour Vladek was the center of attention as everyone asked him questions about life in the USA. In the past all that they knew about America they heard and read on Soviet government controlled TV and newspapers. They were amazed that two men living together would have a large apartment, own two cars, and as professors each have a private office at the university. Following their long discussion the men either sun bathed, napped or read. One couple wandered off into the forest to explore – probably each other. Sergi asked Vladek if he would like to hike up to a place where they would have a spectacular view of the lake. When he told Franz he would take a hike with the two students the old man motioned for him to lean in. He then whispered in Vladek’s ear, “I think one of those two wants to be fucked by a handsome American professor. I hope it happens and if it does I want all the details.” The three hiked along a path that went up the lake side mountain. Sergi led followed by Vladek and then Oleg. They were all naked except for shoes. Sergi carried a small man purse. Finally they reached a rock ledge that produced a truly spectacular view of the lake. They could see snow covered mountains on the other side of the lake. The absolute silence made the feeling totally surreal. Then Sergi turned to Vladek, “You are a beautiful man. I hope when I am your age I am as handsome and manly as you. Your response to the foot massage showed just how virile you are.” Sergi then just gazed into Vladek’s eyes. He then felt the warmth of a body moving in close behind. Oleg then began massaging his shoulders. Sergi smiled as he gently touched Vladek’s chest. Naturally the older man, about fifty years older than the two college students responded. Sergi then kneeled and swallowed the mature pulsating dick. Olrg wrapped his arms around Vladek and pressed against his back. The younger man’s now hard dick pressed against Vladek’s ass who wondered ‘Is this young man hoping to fuck me?’ Sergi stood and smiled as he told Vladek, “My friend wants you to fuck him. As soon as you arrived and before we learned you were an American and a professor Oleg told me that you were an incredibly handsome man. He asked me to arrange the situation that would permit it to happen. He has a passion for mature men, actually only handsome mature men.” Vladek replied, “How could I say no to such an offer. But I cannot. I will not fuck without a preservative (condom).” Sergi replied, “That is not a problem. We are prepared.” He opened his man purse and took out a pack of preservatives and a small bottle. Then kneeling he rolled the preservative on Vladek’s ready shaft. Meanwhile Oleg had laid on his back on the grass. With his legs spread and dick pointing straight up he smiled at the professor. Sergi then rubbed a liquid from the bottle on Vladek and the waiting ass. Now Vladek’s only concern was holding back and not immediately shooting his load. He kneeled between Oleg’s legs, placed them on his shoulder and planted his dick head at the waiting hole. Then he gently pushed in his average sized piece (a little less than six inches / 15 cm). Sergi stood at Oleg’s head and stroked himself. As Vladek fucked he raised his head and without asking Sergi knew what to do as he placed his dick at Vladek’s lips. Soon Vladek could hold back no longer and shot into the ass as Sergi poured his young cream down Vladek’s throat. With Vladek still implanted Sergi reached down and jerked Oleg to completion. The three then sat on the grass admiring the view of the lake and mountains. About fifteen minutes later they heard voices and soon two of their friends arrived at the lookout point. As soon as they returned to the campfire site Franz asked Vladek to walk to the lake shore. Vladek helped his elder friend out of the chair and they strolled down to the lake. They stopped at a tree to piss. Vladek asked, “Do you remember the first time we pissed together?” “Of course. Actually I lied to you when I told you the bathroom would be occupied for a long time and that we would have to do our morning piss in the piss pot. You reaction confirmed my suspicion that you enjoyed being with a man. Most men pissing together would attempt to ignore the other. You carefully checked me out as we stood shoulder to shoulder pissing. It was not until at least a month later when you crawled into my bed the extremely cold night when you were sleeping on the floor that I learned how interested in men you were. Actually I could have given you a spare blanket but instead invited you to my bed. You willingly accepted and neither of us moved away when our bodies accidentally touched. Actually my touching you was no accident but a well planned event. That was the last time you slept on the floor in the room we shared at the school.” As they stood at the edge of the lake he continued, “So much for history. What happened on your hike?” To no surprise to his friend Vladek explained in detail the happy event at the lookout point. As soon as they returned to Franz’s room after their day on the lake the two exhausted friends crawled into the bed. With naked body against naked body they fell blissfully asleep. The next morning, at Franz’s request, Vladek willingly put on a show while taking care of his morning woodie. Later Sunday morning Maxim and Grigory arrived to drive Vladek and Franz to the dacha of Maxim’s mother. Franz’s sons, Pavel and Piotr along with their wives and some of their children and grandchildren were taking the train to the village of the dacha. Maxim was the only one in the extended family that owned a car. Upon arrival at the dacha an elderly short woman stood in the doorway. As Maxim approached she hugged him as a mother would hug her son. Then to Vladek’s surprise she gave Grigory a similar greeting. This was the mother who years earlier when Maxim was fourteen had witnessed her husband beating the boy because of the unspeakable act he performed with his friend Grigory. To the mother’s sadness the father banished their son from the house. He was offered a home by his teacher Franz and his friend Ilya. With Pavel and Piotr, the war orphans, already living there the one room home was crowded but happy. Within an hour Pavel’s and Piotr’s families arrived. The abundance of food included: Borscht (beet based hearty vegetable soup), sulyanka (hearty soup) blini (pancakes), pelmeni (small meat filled ravioli / perogi), kasha (boiled buckwheat), numerous cakes and of course an abundance of pivo (beer) vodka and kvass (a fermented drink made from rye bread). Vladek being the first American any of them had met or even seen was the center of attention when again numerous questions were asked about his adopted country. For years Vladek had worried about the fate of his first love, Franz, who had escaped from Berlin to Moscow and then later was hauled away by Stalin’s police at the beginning of the war when all Germans in Russia were taken to places unknown as the Nazi German army invaded Poland on its way to Russia. Now with great satisfaction he observed his friend, Franz, who was the adopted father head of this four generation family of more than twenty. Siberia certainly did contain surprises. The following morning Sergi, driving Maxim’s car, took Vladek and Franz to the airport. As they said their tearful goodbyes Vladek told his old friend he would return. ……………………………………. The Thursday afternoon of Vladek’s departure for Siberia Aiden visited Kostya, the Linguistic Professor. Thanks to instruction by Vladek and familiarity with the Russian Cyrillic alphabet he felt comfortable taking the metro. As prearranged Kostra was waiting at the entrance of the metro station near the university. Although school was not in session, when professor colleagues and some students heard that an American would visit they arranged to be at Kostya’s office. As the eight professors and students, all with some fluency in English, discussed American life and education there was a knock on the door and the Dean entered. He invited them all to his office where they continued their discussion in a small conference room. Soon after taking seats the Dean’s secretary brought in tea, coffee, cookies and vodka. During their discussion the Dean asked Aiden to return in the fall or winter while classes were in session. While Aiden could not make any commitments as he had classes in Cleveland at that time he did say the offer sounded very promising. While the Dean could not provide any payments for flights or lectures he could arrange the use of a guest room in a university building. Aiden told them that while he might not be able to return when classes were in session, his friend Vladek , a professor emeritus (retired), did plan to return to Russia in the fall. Following their meeting Kostya invited Aiden to his flat for dinner and more conversation. His partner, Miron, would enjoy practicing English. As a professor of Economics he and Aiden, a professor of finance, would have common interests. Aiden totally enjoyed the meal cooked by Miron and the conversation that continued until 23:00 (11pm). Miron and Kostya walked him to the nearest metro station. Aiden was both disappointed and relieved that there had not been a threesome. While he found both men attractive and would have enjoyed a romp he wanted to keep their relationship professional, not sexual. He did look forward to a visit with his fist back in the hotel as he checked out some of the passengers on the metro. One sitting across from Aiden smiled as he scratched his Russian bulge. Friday Aiden walked in areas suggested by Kostya. A visit to Gorky Park, a somewhat rundown amusement park with rusting rides, was interesting. He was surprised at the number of flower beds, all carefully tended. There were mini parks and flowers not just in Gorkey Park but in ordinary residential neighborhoods. Never had he seen so many colorful flowers and small parks with trees and shrubs. Friday evening he met Dimitri at a metro station near his place of work. They walked, talked and finally ended up at Dimitri’s apartment. Aiden assumed they would have more than a light supper and he was not disappointed. With Dimitri on his back Aiden made use of some of the condoms brought to Russia, a gift from Dimitri’s lover, Fedor at the Russian Embassy in Washington. While Aiden had not planned to stay the night it just seemed the natural thing to do. Following a night of cuddling and a vigorous morning fuck the two walked to the metro. Dimitri took a train to his office where he was expected to work half a day on Saturday and Aiden took a train back to his hotel for rest after a somewhat sleepless yet enjoyable night. Saturday afternoon and all day Sunday Dimitri and Aiden visited various sights in Moscow, both tourist and nontourist. Saturday’s activities included a visit to the banya. Dimitri explained that this was the best time for checking out handsome young men as they prepared to be clean for Saturday night dates. Aiden did enjoy the sight of young Russian men primping themselves for their dates. Sunday afternoon they attended a performance of the ballet Giselle at a small theater. Aiden eagerly anticipated Vladek’s return from Siberia. He would arrive at 11:00 Monday morning (Moscow time) having departed Irkutsk at 10:00 in the morning. With a five hour time difference the six hour flight arrived just an hour after takeoff by local time. That afternoon they shared stories of their weekend adventures in detail as well as each other. That evening the two visited Vladek’s father and Katrina. Tuesday was another day of father and son bonding along with Aiden and Katrina. At tearful goodbyes that evening Vladek promised his father that he would return before the end of the year. Wednesday morning there were no complications at the airport. To Vladek’s relief as the stern faced passport control officer examined his paperwork the police did not arrive to arrest him for deserting the Soviet army back in the 1940s. They arrived home in Cleveland Wednesday evening. Note: The dacha of Maxim’s mother was a compilation of friend’s dachas I visited on the outskirts of St. Petersburg, Russia and Kiev, Ukraine.
  2. Saturday morning Vladek and Aiden took the metro to Ploschad Revolyutsii station where they would meet Dimitri in the hall between the two platforms. Exiting the train they walked through archways to the center hall. The archways leading from the main hall to the platforms had bronze statues of heroes of the Revolution and Soviet wars. A smiling Dimitri was waiting for them. Vladek then departed to take a train to spend the day with his family as Dimitri and Aiden exited to begin their sightseeing adventure starting with the area around the Kremlin (Kremlin means ‘fortress within a city. This walled area built in the 1400s contains the seat of the Russian government, five palaces, four cathedrals and the official residence of the President of the Russian Federation.) Aiden was unable to enter the Kremlin because he needed identification to pass through the gate. Upon arrival at the hotel he and Vladek were required to surrender their passports to the hotel to have them registered with the police. The passports had not yet been returned. However, even if he had his passport he would not have carried it while roaming the city as required by law. Fedor’s advice was to carry a photocopy of the passport and visa and keep the originals in a safe place. It was rumored that police might ask for identification and then threaten to take the passport unless a bribe was paid. The photocopy would prove the holder was an American and there would be no incentive to have it confiscated for unknown offenses. Since Red Square with Saint Basil’s Cathedral and Lenin’s tomb was on one side of the Kremlin and the beautiful Alexander Gardens were on the opposite side it was an interesting area to visit. Following a tour of Lenin’s tomb where the lifelike body (or as rumored a wax figure) of Lenin was on display and a visit to St. Basil’s, often used as the symbol of Moscow and / or Russia, they walked to the Alexander Gardens on the opposite side of the Kremlin. After showing the flower garden where he and Fedor had met Dimitri told Aiden said they would have a very special tour. They walked down a stairway opening from the sidewalk in the garden into an underground room. Aiden suddenly realized they were in an underground foul smelling public toilet. Along the wall to the right was a long trough where two men were pissing. Doors along the left wall appeared to be toilet stalls. Most the doors were open and he could see the interior of the dirty stalls which did not have porcelain toilets, just a hole in the floor. Dimitri walked over to the trough and standing near one of the two men opened his pants and pissed. Aiden joined him. Then glancing to his left he noted that the man who had been there since they arrived was not pissing. He was stroking a very impressive Russian dick. Looking in the other direction past Dimitri he noted that the other man just stood there holding his dick. When someone was head coming down the stairs both men leaned in to hide their exposed dicks. Upon realizing it was not a guard they relaxed and continued, one stroking, the other holding. The new arrival stood at the end of the urinal and did his business and quickly departed. Dimitri leaned into Aiden and whispered, “It might not be safe, either from a physical or disease situation to get involved. Robberies are as common as blow jobs. I want to show you something else.” They zipped up and Dimitri led him to the far end of the room. The last stall door was closed tight and the second last one was slightly open. Dimitri pushed the door open. A kneeling man was in the stall with his face against the wall toward the last stall. When he turned to see who had opened the door the dick that he had been sucking stuck out of the glory hole. He smiled and motioned for Aiden to come in. Aiden smiled back but did not enter. Then looking through the crack between door and frame of the last stall Aiden could see a man leaning against the wall. Then to his surprise he saw that this man, who had his dick sticking through the hole, was being fucked by a third man. Demitri then whispered, “I have never seen so much activity down here. Usually you are lucky to see a guy jerking off at the trough or maybe see someone through a stall wall hole. You certainly saw it all today. Let’s get out of this shit hole.” Back at ground level they sat on a bench facing the toilet entrance noting men entering and exiting. Some returned soon after entering having just a piss. Some were there much longer. They continued their stroll along wide boulevards, narrow winding streets, through public gardens and past numerous historic buildings. Dimitri gave a running commentary explaining the sights. Their final destination was the Arbat. This wide pedestrian street had been for centuries one of the most prestigious areas of Moscow to live. Aiden later learned the Ministry of Foreign Affairs (completed in 1953, one of the Stalin seven skyscrapers) where Fedor was employed was at the far end of The Arbat. In 1992 this was an interesting area to stroll. (Today the street has become a major tourist destination with its many street performers, street artist, souvenir shops and places to eat and drink including The Hard Rock Café, Dunkin Donuts and of course a busy McDonald's.) As they ambled through the area Dimitri suggested they go to his and Fedor’s apartment for a drink and snacks. Aiden accepted the offer assuming the visit would include more than light refreshments. While Aiden used the toilet Dimitri brought out snacks. A thirsty and hungry Aiden was pleased to see the table loaded with food and drink: beer, bottle of vodka, bottle of water, basket of bread, plate of salami and cheese and a cake. As they drank and ate Dimitri walked around and stood behind Aiden. Putting his hands on the visitor’s shoulders he said, “If you would like to do more than eat and drink I could make a suggestion.” Reaching back and placing his hand on the Russian’s, “And what do you suggest?” He leaned forward and tweaked Aiden’s nipples, then leaned in more as his hand reached the crotch while his own hard dick was pressed against the back of the American’s head. They were soon standing and helping each other undress. To Aiden’s pleasure he saw the fine body of the Russian wearing the light green bikini briefs with a bulge pushing out and a wet spot. The Russian handed his guest a condom as he laid on his back. Following a long fuck with numerous timeouts when close Aiden pulled out, ripped off the condom and with hands on his hips and a smile on his face leaned forward and shot into the eager open mouth. He then swallowed the Russian’s cock immediately receiving a mouthful. Following a quick cleanup they walked to a wide boulevard and were soon on a trolleybus headed for a visit with Vladek’s family. The family warmly greeted Dimitri. Vladek introduced him as the friend of the officer at the Russian Embassy in Washington who helped them navigate the visa application process. While sharing light refreshments as Aiden (with translations by Vladek) and Dimitri recounted most of the day’s activities Boris and Katrina had many questions about Aiden’s impressions of Moscow. Later that evening in the privacy of their hotel room Aiden shared his adventure at the toilet and later romp in Dimitri’s apartment. Vladek replied, “много русских мужчин, мало времени.” “What did you just say?” “So many Russian men, so little time.” Sunday afternoon following the Moscow Philharmonic performance at the Tchaikovsky Concert Hall Vladek treated his family to pastries and coffee in the café at the hall. At a nearby trolleybus stop he said goodbye to his father, Katrina, brother and sister-in-law who were going home. Vladek, Aiden and Dimitri bought flowers and vodka at a kiosk as gifts for their dinner hosts and entered the nearby metro station. Forty minutes later they were ringing the buzzer at the building. Taking the lift to the third floor they were greeted by a smiling Andrei (rainbow man) and another slightly older gentleman. Andrei led them through the door to his apartment. As soon as the door was closed and before anyone introduced themselves Andrei and then his partner kissed each guest in the Russian way, cheek to cheek, three times. Standing in the entry the three removed their shoes and put on guest slippers and then were ushered into the main room where two additional guests waited. Each introduced themselves: Andrei a chemical engineer who appeared to be in his early thirties, Oleg, his partner, slightly older but just as handsome, a school administrator followed by the two guests, Miron – a professor of economics and his partner Kostya (short for Konstantin) – a linguistics professor with a speciality in English. Much to Aiden’s relief Kostya was fluent in English and Miron could with difficulty carry on a conversation. The drinking, eating and most important conversation began with their arrival at 18.00 (6pm) and lasted until 23.30 (11.30 pm). If it were not that the metro shut down sometime between midnight and 1:00 the party would have lasted longer. During the course of the evening all learned the background of the others and how they met their partner / friend. Vladek, still concerned about the possible repercussions from his army desertion in 1947, forty-five years earlier, told his new friends the same made up story he had told Fedor at the Russian Embassy in Washington about his opportunity to go to the USA. The story being that after official discharge from the Soviet army while stationed in Berlin he had been the interpreter for an American business man planning a joint venture with the Soviet factory. He was invited to go to the USA to help with the arrangements. Although the Soviet Union and USA had been allies during World War II, as soon as the war ended the nations drifted apart and the cold war developed. Vladek then told his new friends more than he had told Fedor at the Embassy in Washington. While he was sitting at the table working as an interpreter for the Soviets and the businessman he caught the business man starring at him. He thought he detected an erotic stare. They were sitting opposite each other at the table. Vladek returned the stare. Soon he felt a foot against his shoe. He pressed back. The businessman, Walter Alan, licked his lips as he pressed back against Vladek’s foot. Walter then sat up and leaned forward at the table with his hands hidden. Next Vladek felt the foot of the shoeless American rubbing up his leg. Vladek then while carefully examining a document with one hand directed the foot to his crotch and rubbed it against his now hard dick. Their work session for the day soon ended and Vladek accepted the American’s invitation to examine more documents back in his hotel room. At twenty-seven years of age Vladek enchanted the fifty year old American. Vladek did not return to his room that evening. He remained a good friend of the American who was married and father with two daughters until his death twenty years later. This made up story by Vladek did have one element of half-truth. He had had a relationship with an American Army Major, Alan Walters, not a businessman Walter Alan. It was Major Walters who had helped him escape and settle in the USA. Vladek remained friends with the married Major visiting him at his farm in Pennsylvania. Andrei and Oleg had met five years earlier during an intermission of a performance of Swan Lake at the Bolshi. Andrei had taken his mother and Oleg was there with a boring friend. At the first intermission the four by accident shared a table at the buffet. Andrei and his mother had coffee and pastries while Oleg and his friend beers. At the second intermission Oleg searched for and found Andrei while his friend had gone to the toilet. Mother had stayed at her seat. The two had a brief conversation and they willingly exchanged phone numbers. The rest is history. Kostya and Miron had met while students at university twenty years earlier. Kostya explained that at age nineteen both were naive about sex, or at least man sex. However, both knew they were attracted to men but did not understand why. Both had by accident discovered a cruising toilet at the university. “One day I was sitting in a stall peeping through a hole in the wall watching a man jerking off in the next stall. This of course got me started and I was soon matching the other, stroke for stroke. Then suddenly to my shock as I had my eye at the peep hole I saw the eye of the other guy peeping back. I leaned back but could not resist continuing my jerkoff. As I unloaded into a piece of paper the other called out ‘awesome’. I was mortified. When I with great embarrassment left the stall there was a man my age standing by the door. The guy walked with me as we left the toilet room. He said, ‘I caught you looking at me and I really enjoyed looking at you’. He suggested I go to his room and we could watch each other do it. That was fifteen years ago and we still enjoy watching each other. Actually we enjoy a lot more than watching but that is private between us.” While these stories were interesting the highlight of the evening was the discussion and follow up of Vladek’s story about his teacher at his special German language school in Moscow when he was a teenager prior to the war. “I fell in love with one of my teachers, Franz, the first time I had him in class. A few months later Franz invited me to sleep in his room on one of the upper rooms of the school building so I would not have to commute two hours each way by cold, dark trams in the winter. Then one exceptionally cold night Franz heard me shivering in my bed, a mat on the floor, and suggested we share his bed for warmth. We shared a lot more that night and were soon lovers. Franz was a German teaching German here in Moscow. I later learned he had escaped from Berlin where he had gotten involved with one of his students. He was discovered giving this student, the son of a Nazi official, a blow job. With the help of a Russian friend who worked at the Soviet Embassy in Berlin he escaped to Moscow. He had met this Russian friend while cruising in the Tiergarten Park in central Berlin. He had a satisfying life in Moscow until the beginning of World War II. The day the German army marched across Poland toward Russia all Germans were rounded up. I assume they were sent to camps in Siberia. By then I had been assigned to be an interpreter for General Valery Karasyovl. I was not only his aide, I was his bed partner. At my request the General made a phone call that day that may have saved Franz’s life. I do not know what happened to him. He was my first love. Did he go to a death camp? Was he sent someplace where he could survive? He would be in his 80s if alive today.” At this point Miron commented, “Possibly our friend Maxim could help you find out what happened to Franz. He is a manager at the Ministry of Internal Affairs where he is in the records division. He often entertains us with information he has discovered about various individuals. While he will not reveal names he told about a situation concerning an acquaintance of his, we assume sex partner, who was accused of some political crime. Maxim arranged for his friend to attend the same concert as a top official of his Ministry. His friend followed the official into the toilet. While they stood next to each other pissing the friend made a comment about the concert. As he made the comment he moved back so his dick was exposed. Normally a man would be looking straight ahead and not notice the exposed dick of a piss mate. The young man had been told otherwise. As the official turned his head the young man played with himself. The official suggested they meet at the bar. While the official’s wife talked to some lady friends he bought his new friend a beer. Within a week, with all evidence of whatever bad political activity lost the young man not only had a new job but also a private apartment that had suddenly became available in a Ministry controlled building. Three years later the official continues to meet the young man at his apartment. Meanwhile the young man has a lover who is willing to participate in the romps with the official.” “While our friend is considered a harmless, hardworking bureaucrat he has the ability to let’s say, ‘get the job done’.” Miron took a small address / phone book out of his man purse and was soon calling Maxim. After a brief conversation he handed the phone to Vladek. After hanging up Vladek stated that Maxim was extremely friendly. He had given him all the information on Franz Eberhardt - born about eighty years earlier in Germany and worked in Moscow 1936 – 1941. When Vladek and Adiden returned to the hotel Tuesday evening following a day with Father that had included a visit to the Pushkin Museum of Fine Arts with the largest collection of European art in Moscow the desk clerk handed them a message. ‘I can get you tickets for the football game. You will be happy with the results. Please call me, Maxim.’ Vladek was confused with the message. And then it dawned on him. Maxim did not want anyone to know he was searching information on a German. Turning to Aiden he said in Russian, “Good news. We are going to see the game.” This comment was made for the benefit of the desk clerk. Then in English, “Did you understand me? Maxim can get us tickets.” As they walked to the elevator Vladek explained, “Maxim sent me a coded message. He has good news. But, not wanting anyone to know our business he told me to call him about a football game.” Back in the room Vladek called Maxim. “I got your message. Good news. You have just what we wanted. When can we meet to get the tickets?” Maxim replied that he could come to the hotel and meet them in the lobby in an hour. While it was extremely unlikely anyone was reading their messages or listening in on their phone conversations the thoughts of Soviet spying continued and everyone was careful, just in case. An hour later Vladek and Aiden were in the lobby waiting for the man they had never met. Miron had described him as tall, thin, balding about fifty with thick glasses. When a man meeting this description entered Vladek smiled as the visitor looked around the lobby. Casually Vladek approached him, “Maxim?” The man smiled, “Vladek?” They shook hands and Aiden introduced himself. The Russian’s understanding of English was limited so they just smiled. “Could I buy you a drink at the bar? Or would you prefer light refreshments in our room?” “It would be easier to get to know each other in the privacy of your room.” Maxim said with a grin. Vladek was not sure what the man meant by saying ‘get to know each other in the privacy of your room’. Was he hinting to a sexual encounter or just interesting conversation? Either way Vladek would make this man happy. Up in the room Maxim took a paper out of his man purse. “I think I have found your man. He was a school teacher and is a pensioner living in Irkutsk.” Vladek took the paper. The Soviet government had accumulated detailed information on this German. He had worked on a farm during the war, moved to Irkutsk, lived with Ilya Filippov who had died seven year ago. Both his phone number and address were listed. Maxim stayed for three hours discussing life in Russia and USA with Vladek while Aiden smiled. He made no innuendos about sex so there evening consisted of conversation and vodka. He probably would have stayed later except that the metro would soon shut done after midnight. As soon as Maxim departed Aiden asked Vladek when he would call Franz. He replied, “The time difference between here and Irkutsk is five hours. So if I call him at 6:00 tomorrow morning it will be 11:00 there. I will ask at the hotel front deck how a long-distance call can be made. So my friend, I need my rest. Since our evening with Maxim was interesting and uncorrupted maybe the lips you did not use while he and I talked could find an object of desire.” “Whatever do you mean?” Following helping each other shower Aiden finally had an opportunity to use his lips following by another night of bliss in Moscow. Early the next morning after consultation with the desk clerk, Vladek was in a small phone booth holding a phone, waiting for an answer. “Hello.” “May I speak to Franz Eberhardt?” “Just a minute. Grandpa, there is a phone call for you.” Vladek immediately thought to himself. ‘How could Franz be a grandfather?’ Then he thought about the three children of his friends David and PT in Ohio and the two sons of a gay couple in Pennsylvania who Tom Kowalski had met while in the Army. These gay parent families had been created when the biological parents died (in the Ohio) or abandoned their children (Pennsylvania). Vladek was brought back to reality when a familiar voice said, “Why do you want to speak to Franz Eberhardt?” “Franz, I recognize your voice. This is Vladimir Melnikov, your student in Moscow of more than fifty years ago.” “OH MY GOD, is it you VLADEK?” “Yes” Since both assumed the conversation, especially a long distance call by someone with a USA passport, might be monitored neither would give any damaging information. This is just the way it was. “After the war I was the translator for meetings between the USSR government and American businessmen. I went to the USA to help further the interests of the USSR in the negotiations with the Americans. However, it soon became apparent that the Soviet / USA partnership as allies during the war would not continue into the future. I stayed in the USA, completed my university training and became a professor at an American university. It was not until the breakup of the USSR that I could return or have any contact with my family. My mother passed away and my father still lives in the same apartment in Moscow. You were called ‘grandpa’ by the man who answered the phone. Tell me about yourself. We only have a couple more minutes for this conversation.” Franz briefly told about being sent to a farm in Siberia, moving to Irkutsk after the war with a soldier who had been sent to manage the farm after losing a leg in the Battle of Stalingrad. He was able to return to teaching and his friend got a position at the railroad station. They adopted two little boys who had lost their parents and would have lived on the streets without a new home. Those boys, Pavel and Piotr, married and he has four grandchildren, two boys and two girls. Three of the grandchildren are married and he has five great-grandchildren. One grandson is not married. Grisha, is a botanical researcher at Irutsk State University. He visits frequently to make sure the old man is alive and well and was the person who had answered the phone. Vladek concluded, “It is wonderful to hear your voice and know you are, as you said, ‘alive and well’. I think this phone conversation will soon be cut off. I will call you again before I leave Russia.” The phone went dead. Aiden was waiting for Vladek outside the phone booth. He could see the tears in his loves eyes and feared there had been sad news. Vladek said, “Let’s take a walk.” Once outside he continued, “It is all good news. Franz is healthy and well. He and his friend adopted two war orphans. He has two sons who are married. He has four grandchildren and five great-grandchildren. I am so happy for him. Irkutsk is one of the largest cities in Siberia and near beautiful Lake Baikal. Since we both knew there was the possibility of our call being monitored or recorded we were both careful about what we said. I am so happy I could kiss you but that might get us in big trouble as we stroll down проспект Мира (prospekt Mira or Peace Street). They walked in silence. Then Aiden spoke, “You should visit Franz.” “That would be impossible. I do not have enough money to buy an airplane ticket and the train would take days each way. We only have ten more days until we depart for the USA.” “Ask Pavel to return some of the money you gave him. He will not spend the $4,000 immediately and you plan to return in September or October. You could give him more money then. There is an Aeroflot office at the hotel. Let’s see if it is possible to fly to Irkutsk on short notice. You go alone. I am sure Dimitri, Kostya and Miron (friends of rainbow man) will look after me. In fact, Kostya had suggested I visit his office at the university. As a Professor of Linguistics with a speciality in English he is interested in meeting with an American.” “Are you sure you are comfortable staying alone here in Moscow?” Following some good natured banter about what Aiden might do with the Moscow friends and what Vlad might do with his first love they visited the airline office. Vladek was able to book a flight to Irkutsk in two days, Thursday, with a return flight the following Monday. Between the two they had enough cash to pay for the tickets. Hopefully Pavel would be able to return some of the gift money Vladek had given him. If not they would live on tea and bread the remainder of their Moscow visit. By noon they had completed the arrangements. Vladek booked another call to Irkutsk and this time Franz answered. The old friend was thrilled that his best student ever would visit. He told Vladek that he hoped to have someone meet him at the airport. If no one was there after thirty minutes he would have to take a taxi to his apartment.
  3. June 1992 The following morning, Friday, they returned to Vlad’s family. Having their own set of keys they entered the building, walked up the stairs, entered the apartment and knocked on the door of the room shared by Boris and Katrina. They could have unlocked the door and walked in but Vladek had noted the tenderness between Katrina and his father and did not want to walk into an embarrassing situation. Since there was shuffling in the room prior to the opening of the door he thought some form of intimacy may have been taking place. The plan for the day had Vladek staying with his father and brother while Katrina and Aiden would visit various concert halls and purchase performance tickets. Vladek, his father, brother and Katrina had discussed possible performances to attend. Although Aiden and Katrina did not speak a common language they would communicate as best as possible while she purchased tickets and he paid for them. The two soon departed and took the metro to the station nearest the Bolshi Theater (Bolshi is the Russian word for Big). They were able to purchase seven tickets to a performance of Tchaikovsky’s ballet, Swan Lake the following Wednesday evening. Dimitri would attend with the others including brother Pavel and his wife. Boris, his father, had told Vladek to let Aiden know that Katrina enjoyed walking and observing sights and people. When they left the Bolshi Theater the two began their thirty minute stroll to the Tchaikovsky Concert Hall where a performance of the Moscow Philharmonic was scheduled for Sunday afternoon. They walked up the wide Тверская улица – Tverskaya Street, one of Moscow’s most elegant streets (in 1992 hardly a Fifth Ave. but nicer than other Moscow streets). Aiden took Katrina’s arm and guided her to an American treat. Russia’s first McDonalds was on their route to the concert hall. Since Katrina appeared to be a gracious lady he assumed he would not get the truth if she was not impressed with her first Big Mac, Fries and Coke. After purchasing tickets for the Sunday afternoon concert Aiden directed Katrina to a coffee shop where they had coffee and pastries. Noting the prices he assumed she had rarely if ever been in such an elegant place. This definitely was a place for tourists and affluent Muscovites. While she was not the best dress lady in the place she was one of the most elegant. Aiden was enjoying himself as much as she as they sipped, snacked and smiled. Another thirty minute walk took them to their next destination, the famous Moscow Conservatory Hal, where both students and professionals performed in the concert halls of Russia’s leading music school. Tickets for an evening performance the following week in the main hall were obtained. They then sat in the courtyard of the hall relaxing and people watching. Meanwhile back in his father’s room, Vladek, father and his brother brought each other up on life since the 1940s. Boris and Pavel were captivated with Vladek’s war experience and were amazed that their son / brother had actually attended meetings with Stalin while an aide to one of the Soviet Union’s most famous and outspoken generals. The disappearance of the general at the end of the war had always been a mystery. Only Vladek and General Valery Karasyovl knew the truth. Since it had been nearly fifty years Vladek felt it was safe to tell his father and brother what happened. The general who was famous for his war strategy was one of the only people to criticize Stalin’s war plans both at the meetings with the dictator and when talking to other leaders. During the war Stalin needed this man. But when the war ended the general knew his days were numbered as no one was permitted to question Stalin. Two months prior to the end of the war the general had taken the identity of a soldier who had died that was about his age. The deceased had no close family and was from a village in western Russia near Belarus that had been totally annihilated during the war. Since there were millions of deceased soldiers and millions more looking for a place to live when their homes had been destroyed General Karasyovl easily assumed the identity and departed for a place unknown to Vladek, probably to one of Siberia’s industrial cities. If Vladek had been questioned about the General’s disappearance he could truthfully say he did not know when he had gone. Vladek had helped the general escape down the back stairs of a military building as Stalin’s police arrived to arrest him the final week of the war. At that point his brother reluctantly excused himself as he had offered to help a friend who sold electrical supplies from a kiosk in one of the many outdoor markets. As soon as Pavel departed the father asked Vladek about his friend Aiden. “Do you and your friend live together in America?” Vladek was tempted to lie but did not want to lie to his father and realized at some time it was likely their living together would be discovered. He answered that they did. “How long have you and Aiden been friends?” While Vladek was uncomfortable with the direction of their conversation he was not going to lie about his friendship. He told his father that they had lived together for more than twenty-five years. “You have lived with your friend for many years and have never been married. I loved your mother very much and we had a very sensual and passionate relationship and I miss her and think of her every day. Never once during our long marriage did I look at or even desire another woman. After her death I felt a deep emptiness. Katrina had lost her husband and we lived just across the hall from each other. I do enjoy being with her and without shame I can say also in her bed. Even old men have passion. But, I also understand how two men can have a relationship. Twice in my life I have had friendships with men that were more than just sitting around drinking vodka.” “Do you remember when you were a young child and you would come to work with me some days? You would ride along as I operated a tram. At the end of the day the operators would sit around in the tram depot, have a beer and talk as men do. Do you remember the shower that poured cold water from pipe high on the wall? We all enjoyed using that shower as many of the operators lived in dwelling with no running water and a toilet outside while the lucky ones, like me, had a room in a larger apartment for our families where we shared one indoor toilet and bathtub with other families. One day as I showered I saw one of the operators, Anatoli, standing naked waiting to shower himself. He was looking at me. At first I was annoyed and then I suddenly realized I enjoyed having this handsome man starring. We were the only men still there. He walked over to me and taking a bar of soap began washing my chest. We looked into each other’s eyes. He turned me around and washed me from my shoulders down my back to my feet. By the time he finished my feet I was hard. Still on his knees from washing my feet he turned me to face him. I was embarrassed until I looked down and saw that he was as hard as me. He washed my dick and balls. Then he stood and handed the soap and rag to me. He turned around and I washed his back. When he turned to face me I was in a total state of lust. He kneeled, placed his mouth on me and kept it there until I shot my load. He then stood and finished himself off with his hand. While we never spoke of it we were often the last to leave work. While I never put my mount on his dick I certainly enjoyed his doing me. Sometimes when there were men still there he would give me a discrete smile and walk to the far corner of the tram depot. I would always follow him.” At that point Vladek told his father his adventure and thoughts in the tram depot on the days he observed the men showering. From Chapter One of the previous book of this trilogy, Russia My Home: “Even at the young age of six I realized one should not stare at naked men. But I wanted to and I did. I sat at a small table near the shower and drew pictures on scraps of paper. I would pretend to be concentrating on my art work while actually I was sneaking peeks at the men as they showered. Even today, many years later, I remember some of their bodies. My favorite, other than you, handsome father, was Anatoli, a tall thin man. I don’t remember his age or face but I can describe in detail his beautiful khuy (dick). His was the longest of all. His big balls hung low. When he showered he used a rag to gently soap his body and then wash. He always stroked the khuy a few times. He would pull the skin back and carefully clean the head. One day he caught me looking. He just laughed and said in a voice no one else would hear, ‘So you think I have a nice khuy? I hope that someday yours is as handsome as mine and that it gives you the enjoyment mine does.’ This was confusing, how could a khuy give you pleasure? With that he stroked it a couple of times and continued to wash. It seemed to be bigger than when he started his shower. From that day whenever he showered he would smile at me, carefully wash his khuy and balls and when finished with a bigger khuy wink at me.” At that point Vladek and his father chuckled as they realized they had both enjoyed the same man, father with his dick, son with his eyes. Then Vladek continued without embarrassment (from Chapter One of Russia My Home😞 “The man I remember best was you. Papa. You were and are a handsome man. You always had a smile. Everyone liked my papa. When you showered I was spellbound by your fine-looking body. You were tall, almost six feet (1.8 m) tall, had just a small amount of hair on your chest, under your arms and around your khuy. You had strong arms, legs and chest and a small waist. Your khuy was not the biggest and your balls did not hang the lowest but they were perfectly formed. At six years of age I looked at you and hoped someday I would have a body and khuy like yours. I heartily thank you, my father, as I did inherit your body and fetching khuy and I have certainly learned what Anatoli meant when describing his khuy he said, ‘I hope that someday yours gives you the enjoyment mine does’.” Papa laughed as he said, “I remember you sitting there at your little table diligently drawing pictures on any scrap of paper you could find. I thought you were hoping to be an artist. Never did I think that at the age of six you were spying on naked men and concentrating on how your dick would develop.” Then papa told about his army experience. “While there were enjoyable times while in the army it was mostly hell. I was stationed on the western front someplace neat the border of Poland. Sometimes we were on our own to find a place to sleep. One of my friends was a musician from Omsk (A city in Siberia). He played violin in the Omsk Symphony Orchestra. While you might think a musician would be delicate he was tall, strong and fearless. Most of the men in our unit talked about nothing but fucking, drinking, the need for cigarettes and gambling. I was not into fucking any peasant I could trap and had none of the other needs. Mikhail and I became friends, mostly to escape the others. At one point we were sleeping in a deserted peasants’ home. It was a luxury to sleep in a real bed even if it had a straw filled mattress and mouse eaten bedding that I had to share it with another man, Mikhail. Sleeping with another man was not considered odd in that situation since real beds were few and in winter the warmth of another body was necessary. In the privacy of that farmer’s bed in the loft we eventually did more than sleep. I will say I enjoyed it. Actually, I began to look forward to sleeping with this very sensuous man. For two years we arranged to sleep together in tents, bunkers and abandoned houses. At one point the men of my unit were sleeping in a wrecked passenger wagon of a train. Finding a dry and warm place to sleep was usually a challenge and if it required someone to share a bed that is what you did or in our case wanted to do. The warmth and comradeship of Mikhail kept me sane doing that horrible time. One of the saddest times of my life was the day he died in battle.” “After the war I returned to your mother’s bed and never had need for companionship with anyone else as long as she lived. We were both very passionate and no matter how poor we were we had our love.” But, having said that I will confess that I do enjoy looking at a beautiful woman or handsome man. It is an inexpensive pleasure. Vladek then spoke, “While we are confessing I have something to share. I knew you and mother had a very loving relationship. Now that I am too big to be punished I admit that after I learned about men and women from the older boys when we smoked, drank beer and messed around in the attic I sometimes spied on you and mother. It was a pleasure to see my parents in such a loving way.” “Son, now I have a confession. I also spied on my parents, your grandparents. It certainly was an education when the entire family lived and slept in one room. And another confession. I knew you were spying on your mother and me sometimes when we made love. That was my way of giving my son a lesson in sex between man and woman. I was very careful to do it in a very loving way and make sure your mother had as much pleasure as I. Maybe I was wrong to let you see it but in my mind you needed to know how wonderful it could be for a loving man and his wife. And, I also wanted to give you the same educational experience I had from watching my parents.” “Papa, you told me you enjoy looking at beautiful women and handsome men. When you go to the banya you visit on pensioners’ free day. Probably the only handsome man you see is yourself. Let’s visit the banya when full price is required. They will be no poor old men. You will enjoy time with younger men. We could go as soon as Katrina and Aiden return. I am sure he would want to go with us.” “It would be my pleasure.” Vladek placed his arms around his father and while he hugged him he kissed him on the cheek, not like one would kiss an elderly aunt but with tenderness for the father he had not seen in years. Following their conversation papa was resting while Vladek read Russian magazines when an exuberant Katrina and Aiden returned from their ticket buying adventure. For her visiting McDonalds and an upscale coffee house was a rare if ever to happen experience for an elderly Russian. Obviously she had had a grand time with the young man with whom she could not communicate. As she chatted she bounced over to Aiden kissing him on the cheek. Over tea and cookies they discussed the ballet and other performances they would be attending. Then his father reminded Valdek that they planned to go to the banya when Aiden returned. Vladek had been concerned that such an excursion when combined with the other excitement of the day might be over tiring for his father. Obviously he wanted to go or he would not have reminded him. Near the entrance to the banya they purchased three boughs of white birch from a street vendor. Vladek and Aiden also bought felt hats to wear in the steam room. Boris had brought his. The hats were necessary as the steam rooms can reach a temperature of 200 F (93 C). The birch boughs would be used to hit themselves or companions to improve circulation while in the hot room. The banya they visited had a banya for women on the second floor and one for men on the third. There was a kiosk on the first floor (which is the street level floor in Russia – same as USA) where one paid a small fee and received a ticket. Upon entering the banya the attendant took the ticket and gave a bath sheet if purchased with ticket. There were about 50 lockers in a large room. Each metal locker was about 1.7m (5 feet) high and had a seat in front of the double doors. The men stripped, hung their clothes in the locker and remained naked throughout their visit only using the bath sheet or towel from home for drying. The next room contained showers, benches, and a cold water barrel high and wide enough for one brave man to jump in between steam room visits. The next room was a sauna type room with a wood furnace that heated to as much as 93 C (200 F). Many men wore felt hats to protect their heads from the extreme heat. There was a cup size scoop to take water from a barrel and throw it on the fire to create moist heat. Most men brought mats or towels from home to sit on the hot wood benches. The men would strip, shower, go into the sauna, swat themselves or friends with the birch boughs, shower again and then sit naked at their locker resting or talking to friends. After sitting awhile most would do the shower, sauna, swat, shower routine again. Vladek and his father found adjacent vacant locker / seats and Aiden located one directly across from them. All three stripped naked, and walked to the next room wearing only shower slippers and carrying their birch boughs, a bar of soap, loofas / sponges and mats to sit on in the hot room. This room contained the showers and benches where men washed themselves. The three were pleased with the eye candy. Without shame Boris checked out his son and Aiden. He was proud that Vladek had developed into a handsome man and while his dick was not the biggest and his balls did not hang the lowest the package was perfectly formed. Checking out Aiden he inspected one of the few cut dicks he had ever seen. While the dick was not large it was a pleasing sight on this handsome young man. Both Vladek and Aiden checked out Boris. Vladek was happy that his father’s body, not just his dick, was as handsome and strong as one would expect for someone in their 90s. He noted that his father’s dick was just as he had remember it from the shower experiences in the tram depot over sixty years earlier. In the second room, the shower room, Vladek followed his father to one of the open shower stalls. While holding the loofa under the running water he rubbed soap into it. He then proceeded to wash his father’s back. There was nothing unusual about the sight of one man washing another’s back. However, the friend washing was limited to the back. Never would they stand facing each other, dick to dick, and wash the other. Stepping back his father continued to wash himself. Vladek then stepped to the next stall and taking the loofah from Aiden and washed his back. While they washed each other Boris sat on a bench watching them. When they joined Boris he said, “Washing and being washed by your friend must have resulted in a very special feeling. It sure felt good when you, a strong man, washed my back. At least now I do not have to worry about showing my excitement when a handsome man washes me. When I was your age and someone offered to wash my back I had a very difficult time not showing my happiness. At age 94 it takes more than a back wash to get it up.” “Papa, you embarrass me with your sexy talk. But I do enjoy being with you and hope when I am your age I am as healthy and horny as you.” Aiden laughed and gave the old man a thumbs up (a universal sign) when the conversation was translated. The men donned their felt hats and entered the hot room through the door at the back of the shower room. They each carried a birch bough that had been soaking in a plastic container while they showered. This wood lined room had a three tier seating section to the left, a platform with built in benches straight ahead and an open furnace to the right. The higher one sat the hotter the temperature. They chose seats on the second tier and after placing mats on the extremely hot wood bench sat. There were three men on the bench of the platform. One stood and swatted himself with his birch bough. Each swat sent out a spray of sweat with some landing on Vladek and the other two. The man sat and the other two stood. One began swatting the other on the back, ass stomach and legs. As he was pummeled the man receiving the beating held his hands over his cock and balls for protection. Changing positions the swatting continued with sweat spraying around the area. While being sprayed with sweat was not pleasant, looking at these two Russians was VERY pleasant. They were both about forty with trim bodies. Both dicks were impressive and the cock of the swatter swung over bouncing balls as he beat his friend. While watching gave Vladek and friends erotic thoughts it did not appear to be erotic to the two men, just something that Russians did for each other. Another man entered the room. He walked to the open furnace, dipped a ladle in a pail of water and thrust the water into the furnace. The room suddenly felt even hotter as a puff of steam came out of the furnace opening. The man then sat on the top tier, the hottest area in the room, behind Aiden. Vlad stood, stepped down to the floor and told Aiden to join him. He then swatted his lover as Aiden held his hands over his cock and balls willing them to behave. The beating by his lover not only felt good to the body but also erotic to the soul. Luckily his dick behaved and he returned the favor beating his Russian lover. When Vlad offered to swat his father Boris motioned him to lean in. He then whispered into his son’s ear, “Watching you two hitting each other was enough stimulation for this old body.” Following quick showers they returned to the main room and each sat on the metal bench in front of their locker. Vladek purchased three bottles of beer from the attendant and the three drank their beer while resting and most important observing. There was a smorgasbord of ages, sizes and body fitness. There was even a fit looking father with two young sons probably about eight and ten years of age. The three enjoyed clandestinely checking out the many mostly naked men. Boris whispered into his son’s ear, “See that man at the end? Look at him from the shoulder down. Does he remind you of someone?” After checking out the handsome man Vladek replied, “That tall thin guy has a beautiful dick, it is the longest of all hanging over balls that hang low. I remember a similar sight from over sixty years ago. That body from shoulder to toes resembles Anatoli.” Father replied, “I agree.” Following a return to the showers, steam room and whacking with birch boughs, back to the showers and then relaxing they departed the banya refreshed and relishing the delightful views of the 25% of the men at the banay who were fit and appealing. Back at the apartment Vladek and Aiden visited Pavel and his wife in their room to give father an opportunity to rest as he appeared exhausted. Back at the hotel that evening Vladek called ‘rainbow man’. Aiden assumed the conversation that he did not understand was pleasant as his love smiled and laughed during the fifteen minute chat. Vladek finally hung up, “That was certainly interesting. When Andrei, or ‘rainbow man’ as we have called him discovered we are Americans he insisted that we visit his place for dinner. He will invite a few friends, some of whom speak English. I accepted a dinner invitation for Sunday after the Moscow Philharmonic concert at the Tchaikovsky Concert Hall with my family. I told him that our Russian friend, Dimitri, might come along. Andrei asked me questions about our backgrounds. When I told him we were university professors of political science and finance he told me he would invite friends to our party with similar backgrounds. He is a chemical engineer and his partner is an administrator of a high school. Americans would call a person with a similar job a ‘school principal’.” Aiden laughed as he again stated, “So many men. So little time.”
  4. June 1992 Exhausted Vlad and Aiden stood in the slow moving line at Moscow’s Sheremetyevo Airport. The odyssey had started nineteen hours earlier with their departure from Cleveland Hopkins Airport. With three flights, two layovers and a time difference of eight hours they arrived Moscow at 5pm (17.00) having departed Cleveland at 2pm (14.00) the previous day. Sleep was difficult in their cramped economy seats during the eight hour New York to Frankfort portion of the trip. Exhaustion was not Vlad’s main concern. As he observed military guards throughout the airport with their automatic machine guns he pictured himself being dragged away for deserting the Soviet army forty-five years earlier. He leaned into Aiden. As their shoulders touched each felt the intimacy of the other. For them touching shoulders was the same as a kiss. If they leaned in hard it was a deep kiss. Pressing so hard that each had to brace their legs to keep from falling to the side indicated a deep, tongue down the throat kiss. As Vlad leaned to the left, Aiden leaned back to the right. Each leaned harder. Vlad shifted his legs to give himself a good foundation and leaned firmer. As Aiden pushed back Vlad whispered in his ear, “If you push any harder I’m going to cum in my pants.” Aiden smiled at his friend as the two drifted apart and Vlad’s dick receded. Their moment of passion had brought them to the head of the line and Vlad was now facing the dreaded passport control officer. The bored appearing cute, blue eyed young man took Vlad’s passport and examined the photo and then looked up and scrutinized Vlad’s face, returning to the passport and again looking at the photo. He then found the visa and examined it carefully for about thirty seconds which to Vlad seemed an eternity. Then to the shock of Vlad the young man again studied Vlad’s face, the photo and Vlad’s face again finally saying, “добро пожаловать домой в россию” (“Welcome home to Russia”) with a smile. He then stamped the passport and visa and handed them back to Vlad. Vlad, still trembling, passed through the barrier and waited for Aiden who appeared to move through the process faster. Another concern Vlad had as they entered Russia was money. Since the use of credit cards was not yet available they carried enough cash to finance their visit. In addition to the normal required cash Vlad and Aiden were carrying $500 that Fedor had asked them to give Dimitri and $4,000 that Vlad would give his parents or brother if he was able to find them. This extra cash of forty-five $100 bills was carried by Vlad and Aiden in their shoes between the insole and bottom. Upon arrival at the airport they were required to fill out declarations of what they were bringing into Russia. They had not included this extra cash on the declaration as there could have been questions about the amount of excessive cash they were bringing into Russia. The cash declaration was one of the forms the cute, blue eyed passport control office had taken. Upon departure they would have to report the amount of cash they were taking out of the country. Fedor had suggested the method they used to smuggle in the cash. Fedor had suggested they use public transportation to get to their hotel. Some Moscow taxi drivers would take advantage of foreign tourist with excessive fees. Also, it was likely the taxi would get bogged down in Moscow’s gridlock traffic. Thanks to Fedor’s instructions they easily found the local bus to a metro station. Riding the metro was a challenge. With the largest passenger ridership in Europe it transports almost as many as the New York subway and London underground combined. In 1992 all signs and information were only in the Russian language. If one could not read the Russian Cyrillic language riding the metro would be nearly impossible to navigate. Since the names of stations were not usually visible from inside the wagons the difficult to understand announcements even for Russians were the only way to know where you were. At one point they got off the train and waited for it to leave the station so they could read the station name only listed on the wall across the track opposite the platform. Since another train would arrive in 90 seconds this did not cause an excessive delay. Once Vlad determined where they were they got on the next train and counted three station stops to determine where they should get off. (Today the announcements are much clearer and station names are easier to see from the train. But during my first visit in 1997 I used a combination of getting off the train to determine where I was as well as station counting.) They had one change of trains at the Kitay Gorod station. Vlad and Aiden followed the mass of people walking through the tunnel connecting the two lines meeting at that station. A man of about thirty began talking to Aiden who of course did not understand what the man was saying. The stranger pointed to the suitcase Aiden was pulling on rollers. Both Vlad and Aiden had one large suitcase, a smaller carryon and a small backpack. To help identify their suitcases and protect them from accidental opening they had secured a multicolored strap around each one. Vlad then asked the man what his concern was. As the crowd continued to pass by the man said to Vlad in Russian, “You have a rainbow strap on your suitcase. Does this mean you are a man of the rainbow?” Vlad thought he understood the man’s comment. When he had bought the straps for their suitcases he had not considered the rainbow significance. He just thought the many colors would be easier to identify their bags. Possibly this man was asking if they were gay. Vlad replied, “My friend and I consider the rainbow a symbol of our lifestyles. May I have your phone number? Maybe we can meet sometime to discuss Russian culture.” The man smiled as he opened his man purse, common in Russia, and took out a small notebook. He wrote a phone number down and handed it to Vlad. He smiled as he told them it would be a pleasure to have a discussion with such handsome men. He shook both of their hands while gazing into their eyes with a smile of lust. As the man hurried away Vlad explained the encounter to Aiden. “Should we call him? If my assumption is correct we could have a very interesting discussion of Russian culture.” Aiden laughed as he commented, “Will it be a hands on lesson?” (Note to reader: This actually happened to me as I walked through a crowded tunnel of the metro pulling my suitcase with its rainbow strap. Unfortunately I was walking in a daze of exhaustion having just arrived in Moscow and did not encourage the handsome man. Possibly I was wrong about his intention. I do not speak or understand Russian. If I had an opportunity to do it again I could have asked for his phone number and then have a Russian friend help me communicate with him.) Although it was almost 10:00 (22.00) by the time they were settled in their room Vlad suggested they call Dimitri. Fedor had given him numbers at both his apartment and Dimitri’s room indicating that Dimitri would most likely be at his number. Vlad called Fedor’s apartment first and Dimitri answered on the second ring. Since Fedor had given Dimitri no notice by phone or letter that friends were visiting Moscow, Dimitri was suspicious of Vlad’s intent. Fedor had not warned his lover of the visit as he did not want anyone at the Embassy to know he had American friends and he assumed his phone calls and letters were monitored. The only way he could send a letter to Dimitri was to put it in a diplomatic pouch and have it mailed by the Foreign Ministry in Moscow. A letter sent by US mail could take weeks to arrive if at all and may have been given to authorities in Moscow by the Russian Post Office. Vlad was careful as to what he said as he had been warned there was a small, very small, possibility that the phone call was monitored. Vlad assumed that Dimitri’s reluctance to show any emotion was for the benefit of possible monitors. Vlad did not mention he had brought a letter, money or gifts from Fedor. He just told Dimitri that he was given his name as someone that might give them tourist information. When Vlad told Dimitri that he wanted to know where to get some delicious Russian bread that was so pleasing to the lips (remember the code word, bread = kiss) Dimitri gave a gasp and told him he would gladly help Vlad find tasty Russian bread. They arranged to meet the following afternoon at the entrance to the VDNK metro station near the Cosmos Hotel. Vlad related his conversation to Aiden while both undressed. Naked Aiden walked to the bathroom and soon called to Vlad, “How in hell does someone take a bath or shower in Russia?” Vlad laughed as he walked into the bathroom and saw the small bathtub. There was a rubber hose attached to the bathtub waterspout with a sprayer at its end. There was no shower curtain. Vlad then explained how to shower by standing and directing the spray so that stray water hit the wall next to the shower being careful not to get the entire room wet or he could kneel and wash himself. Then Vlad suggested, “Why don’t I just wash you?” By the time Vlad had finished washing the travel grime off his lover using the tiny bar of harsh brown soap and giving special attention to the crotch he was on his knees sucking his friend clean. Aiden then returned the favor, washing and sucking. Then they dried each other using the thin towels that were the size of hand towels at home. At this point each just wanted to go to bed and each got into one of the two single beds. Vlad told his plans for the next day. They would visit his home that he had last visited in 1943, forty-nine years earlier when he had an opportunity to visit his mother when he was stationed in Moscow during the war. Both his father and brother were away fighting in the Soviet army. Knowing that Soviet citizens rarely moved once they found a place to live he hoped to find his brother there and possibly his parents who would be in their 90s, if alive. Or at least he hoped to find one of his old neighbors who would have information about his family. In addition to finding his brother and possibly parents they would meet with Dimitri and sometime in the next few days call ‘rainbow man’ from the metro. As he fell asleep Aiden’s last words were, “So many men, so little time”. Late the following morning after taking the wrong metro line Vlad and Aiden finally found themselves standing outside the building Vlad had lived in until he departed for high school and willingly into the bed of his German teacher, Franz Eberhardt at the age of 16, 56 years earlier. The only change to the exterior of the building since the 1940s was the installation of a heavy-duty entrance door and a row of doorbells. While each doorbell had a place for a name card next to it there were no names. (I was told by my Russian friend that during Soviet times names were not posted making it difficult for authorities, especially the police, to know exactly where one lived.) They decided to wait until someone arrived at the door either coming or going and hopefully get in or at least information about his family. Soon the door opened and a lady probably in her 50s came out. When Vlad started to tell her he had lived in that building she glared at him with suspicion and just walked away. Ten minutes later a young woman arrived pushing a baby carriage. When she approached the door Vlad again started to tell his story. She listened to him and replied, “Why don’t you enter and go up to your old flat. Most of the residents of this building have lived here for years. Hopefully someone will answer your knock and have information for you.” As she released the door using a fob pressed against round plate next to the door Vlad held it open so she could push the carriage in. Then as she took her child Aiden carried the carriage up three flights. Vlad stopped at the second flight and found himself standing in front of a door he had not entered for almost fifty years. With a feeling of trepidation he pressed a button next to the door. He could hear the sound of ringing inside. He waited, no response. He pressed again. Finally he heard some movement inside. Then a very unfriendly sounding voice called out from the other side, “Who is there? What do you want?” Vlad replied, “Hello, I am Vladimir Melnikov. I lived here with my parents and brother and grandparents before the war. I now live in the USA.” The voice behind the door, “Vladimir Melnikov died at the end of the war.” “No he did not. I am living proof that he is alive.” “How do I know you are really the handsome Vladek?” Vlad (or Vladek as he was called in Russia) then described his flat, told that his father was a tram operator and described other people in the flat including a pretty little girl Katrina who always asked him to help her with her studies.” Vladek then heard the door being unlocked with multiple keys. When it opened a woman about his age rushed to him and wrapped her arms around him. “Oh Vladek, what ever happened to you?” Then standing back she exclaimed, “You are as handsome today as you were many years ago.” He suddenly realized he was looking into the eyes of Katrina. She grabbed him again and kissed him cheek to cheek three times in the Russian tradition. Aiden who had returned from helping with the carriage stood in bewilderment as his lover was being passionately attacked by this Russian lady. She then ushered the two in. Holding Vladek’s hand she directed them to her room. “Sit down while I make tea. She plugged in the electric water pot that was on a table in her room. She left the room and returned within a minute with cups and a plate of cookies. Pouring tea she began, “I am sure you want to know about your family. Your mother passed away about twenty years ago. Your father is as handsome and healthy as ever at the age of 94. My husband never returned from the war. A year after your mother died Boris (Vladek’s father) moved from across the hall to this room. We have been a great comfort to each other.” Vladek realized his 94 year old father was living with this woman in her late 60s. They began their relationship when he was in his early 70s and she in her late 40s. Then he chuckled to himself as he realized he was now about the same age as his father and Aiden the same age as Katrina when they began their relationship. He remember how sensual his father had been and assumed he had and possibly still made Katrina very happy. Vlad translated this bit of news to Aiden adding that they were sitting on the sofa that opened into a bed and love nest for his father. Katrina continued, “Your brother, Pavel, his wife and one of their sons and his wife live in your old room. He worked for the Ministry of Transportation and is retired. Their other son, his wife and two girls live near the Arbat. On Wednesday mornings Boris and Pavel go to the banya (public bath). It is the free day of the week for pensioners who fought in the war. After the banya they usually sit in the park at the end of our street drinking beer and talking to friends. Pavel’s wife is visiting her daughter-in-law at her place near the Arbat. You could go to the park and find your father and brother.” Vladek translated the information to Aiden. Katrina gave Vladek an extra fob for the door at the street and the two departed for the park. Vladek remembered the park with feelings of nostalgia. As Vladek entered the small park he immediately recognized his father. He would not have recognized his brother. With tears in his eyes he told Aiden, “That handsome man on the third bench is my father and my brother is next to him.” They were talking to three men who were on a bench opposite them. There was a small space at the end of the bench next to his father. Aiden suggested, “Why don’t you go and sit next to your father. I will sit over there for now. You can introduce me later.” Vladek walked over to his father’s bench. He sat down next to his father. His father looked at him and said, “Do I know you? You look familiar.” Vladek leaned forward and looked into the old man’s eyes. “Yes, you know me very well. But you have not seen me for almost fifty years. I am your son, Vladek.” “No, you cannot be Vladek. He died in the war. After the war one of your army mates came to our room and told us you had disappeared in Berlin” “That is true. I did disappear when in Berlin. It is a long story. I will tell you the entire story but not today. It is too complicated. I have lived in the United States since 1947.” “When you walked up to my bench I knew it was you but did not believe myself,” the father said with tears in his eyes. Vladek reached for his hand and then they fell into an embrace. Vladek then turned to his brother, “Pavel, I understand you are a father to two boys and grandfather to two little girls. Congratulations!” Pavel smiled as the two brothers reached for each other’s hands with their father between them. “I went to our room and met Katrina. She gave me some details of your lives and told me where I could find you.” Vladek then motioned for Aiden to join them. Since Aiden’s Russian was limited to a few words their greeting was limited to handshakes and smiles. On the way back to the apartment Vladek insisted on buying food stopping at a store that sold meat in one section and dairy products in another. After purchasing sausage and cheese they continued and bought bread at a window level with the sidewalk and finally some carrots and cucumbers from a street vendor. Each place had a very limited amount of food. (As the economy gradually switched toward capitalism the stores began selling more products at considerably higher prices.) Of course they easily found beer, vodka and soft drinks. Vladek gladly paid for all the purchases. He realized the cost of the sausage and cheese was priced as a luxury item for most Russians, something purchased only for special occasions. The remainder of the day the father and two sons discussed their life stories since the end of the war while Aiden, having anticipated the long discussions read a book he had brought, John Grisham’s latest, The Pelican Brief. The three also discussed the changes in the economy. They had heard that the government would soon turn over homes to the occupants. Boris who was the registered tenant of the room where his son and family lived would soon own the room. Likewise Katrina would own her room. Eventually they could sell their room or buy additional rooms in the apartment. Late in the afternoon Vlad discretely asked Aiden to go out to the hall of the apartment and retrieve $4,000 from their shoes. (In Russia and just about every place in the world except the USA shoes are removed when entering a home. There is usually a pile of slippers near the entrance for residents and guests.) Since privacy was limited Vladek then suggested he and his brother Pavel go to the kitchen for a private chat. At that moment no one from any of the four families that shared the apartment were in the kitchen. Vladek gave his brother the money. The brother was dumbfounded as this represented more than a year’s salary. Vladek told his brother that he should use the money in any way that would benefit their father or his family. He suggested that the money might be used to buy Katrina’s room and any other rooms in the apartment that might become available. By 5:00 (17:00) Vlad had met his sister-in-law, nephew and his wife. Their conversation would have continued into the evening if they did not have the appointment with Dimitri. They arranged to return the next day. Pavel gave Vladek a fob to enter the building and a set of keys for the apartment and their family’s room within the apartment. Aiden and Vladek then rushed to the metro station and with no difficulty arrived at the metro station near their hotel ten minutes prior to the agreed meeting time with Dimitri. When they emerged from the station they saw numerous people, single, in pairs or groups apparently waiting for friends. Aiden spotted an incredibly handsome man of about thirty. When their eyes met Aiden felt his dick give a happy response. Hoping this was Dimitri they approached him. Vladek asked, “Dimitri?” The Adonis smiled and held out his hand. As Aiden touched it he remembered Fedor’s comment about Dimitri having the hands of an athlete. The touch and firm shake sent an electrifying message to Aiden’s dick. Vladek then asked Dimitri, “Are you the friend of Fedor?” Dimitri smiled as he replied that he was. “When Fedor learned we were visiting Moscow he told us we should meet his friend. Let’s go to the hotel bar and get to know each other better. I am Vladek and this is my friend, Aiden. He does not speak Russian.” Then in a slow English Dimitri replied, “I am learning to speak English. If I make mistakes please correct me. Although it will be difficult for me to talk in English it will be good practice.” As they walked to the hotel Vladek told their new Russian friend how they had met Fedor. He told how at first he thought they were in trouble and would have their visa applications denied when they admitted to have lived together for years. They were greatly relieved upon discovering Fedor was in a similar situation and just wanted someone to talk to in the USA. As they sat at a table in the hotel bar they shared life adventures without any mention of sexual activity. When Vladek was satisfied this was the real Dimitri he told their new friend that Fedor had given them a letter, gifts and money to give him. Vladek asked Dimitri if he would like to come to their room to receive the items or if he did not want to go up to the room, Aiden would go and get the items. Dimitri replied that he would prefer the privacy of their room. After the door to their room had closed Vladek first retrieved the letter and handed the sealed envelope to Dimitri. While their friend read the letter Aiden took the remainder of the smuggled money, $500, out of his shoe and Vladek placed the gifts on one of the beds. Dimitri was crying by the time he finished the letter. Aiden asked him if the letter contained bad news. “Oh no. It is just that I miss him so much. He told me you are good men and that I should do everything possible to show you a good time during your visit. He underlined the words ‘good time’.” Dimitri was surprised at the $500 cash gift. American dollars were coveted. Since the fall of the Soviet Union inflation caused a decrease in the value of the ruble, sometimes daily. Having money in dollars not only gave him money to spend it protected him from the devaluation of his own currency while he held the dollars. He then turned his attention to the gifts. Fedor had sent him a pair of sneakers, two pairs of 510 button fly Levis, (one black – the preferred color of Russians and the other blue), four muscle T shirts and six pairs of underwear. Just touching the silky, nylon underwear had given Aiden a hardon as he packed them. There were two pairs of briefs (red and white), two pairs of bikini briefs (light green and yellow) and two posing straps (black and lavender). Dimitri inspected each pair of jeans, the T shirts and lingered on the underwear. “I must try these on.” Without hesitation he stripped naked. Both Vladek and Aiden had to restrain gasps as they viewed this muscular handsome man of about 5’ 10” (1.78 m). While he appeared stocky there was no fat, just muscle. Facing them he asked, “What should I try on first?” This hesitation on his part appeared to be an excuse to show off his body. With no shame Aiden and Vladek examined the stunning body: hairless chest, flat six pack stomach, generous uncut cock, crowned by a small thatch of black hair, ample balls, muscular hairless legs and solid feet. As he learned over and turned around to pick up the pair of white briefs his rounded ass cheeks spread revealing an inviting rosebud. Dressed he happily modeled the outfit: a muscle T shirt, jeans and sneakers. Aiden commented. “It fits perfectly. Fedor certainly knows your body.” Dimitri smiled, “Yes he does! Never have I worn such luxurious underwear. I must try on the other styles.” He again got naked now having a somewhat inflated dick. He handed the two bikini briefs to Aiden. “Which one should I try on?” As Aiden selected the yellow ones he thought to himself, ‘this guy is certainly enjoying enticing us’. Dimitri put them on and walked around the room wearing only the bikini. He inspected himself at the small mirror near the entrance door. Then looking at both, “Would you like to feel the softness of this material?” Both fingered the soft yellow material, Vladek near the dick which he could feel rising and Aiden the bubble ass. Removing the yellow bikini he asked Vlad to select a posing strap. Vladek handed him the lavender one. Now with an almost hard dick Dimitri stepped into the posing strap. He stood in front of his friends. As he raised his arms over his head revealing black tufts of armpit hair the front of the pouch moved out as his dick rose. He turned around displaying his perfect ass with the string of the strap running up his ass crack. When he turned to face them again Aiden said, “Do you mind if I inspect the design of your underwear?” “It would be my pleasure to have you inspect this gift that you so thoughtfully carried across the ocean to me.” Aiden kneeled and fingered the delicate material of the pouch. With his index finger under the pouch and thumb rubbing on the outside he felt the soft material and the now rock hard dick that was straining to be released. Aiden moved the pouch to the side and the manhood sprung out almost hitting his face. Precum oozed out of the opening in the uncut skin that covered the cock. As Aiden pulled the skin back and licked the juices from the dick hole Vladek leaned in and nibbled on a nipple. Dimitri stepped back, “This is not fair. We should be equal. Get naked so I can have pleasant sights and feelings with my hands, mouth and ass.” Then he notice another gift on the bed. “What is this other package on the bed? Is it also from Fedor?” “Open it”, Aiden replied. As Dimitri opened the package the two men quickly undressed. Now three naked men with hard swinging dicks stood in the room. Dimitri smiled as he opened the package of four dozen (48) condoms. “Preservatives (Russian word for condom) from America. Russian ones are not dependable, always breaking. Fedor is telling me to be safe while he is away. It would give me great pleasure to have you demonstrate their use.” As he said this he eyed Vladek’s impressive dick. Still wearing the posing strap with a string running through his ass crack Dimitri bent over leaning against the bed. Needing no additional invitation Vladek eagerly opened a condom package and rolled a pre lubricated one over his eager dick. Pulling the string aside he used spit on his finger to provide additional lube to both the willing hole and condom. As he leaned over the Russian Vladek whispered in his ear, “Do you want me to be easy or wild?” Dimitri turned his head, “I learned an American phrase in class last week, ‘No pain, No gain’.” With that encouragement Vladek clamped his hand over Dimitri’s mouth to stifle a possible scream of pleasure, placed his dickhead against the hole and with no mercy rammed in. Dimitri gave a muffled shriek as the older Russian thrust in and out. While he would have normally paced himself, Vladek could not resist the temptation to continue until exploding. As he pulled out Aiden inspired by the reaction of Dimitri to Vladek’s attack shoved in his condom clad dick. To both his and Dimitri’s disappointments he shot within seconds of his first thrust. As Aiden pulled out Vladek pushed Dimitri onto his back. Grabbing the young Russian’s dick he roughly jacked it a few strokes until it erupted spewing cum over the chest and face. The three snuggled together and rested for about ten minutes. Then Dimitri said, “I am very happy that my Fedor sent gifts that so inspired all of us. You must tell him how much I enjoyed our meeting. I am going to go to the bathroom and clean myself.” When he returned a few minutes later still wearing the posing strap he asked, “Please fuck me again. This time long and slow.” He laid on his back, placed a pillow under his ass and smiled at the visitors from America. Forty-five minutes later as he dressed putting on his new Levis and muscle T shirt they discussed a future meeting. Dimitri told them that the following evening he was required to attend the birthday party of his boss at the boss’s apartment. Then he lamented, “I hope what happened last year is not repeated. I had too much to drink and went to use the toilet. One of the administrators, a women of about fifty who also had too much to drink, followed me into the small room and locked the door. She said, ‘I want to watch you piss.’ I had to go so bad I just pulled it out and let the piss stream out. Then as I shook off the last drops she pushed me away from the toilet, got on her knees and swallowed my soft dick. Lips on my dick, even those of a woman, got me hard. She sucked me until I shot down her throat. She swallowed, stood and opened the door. One of the other women from the office was waiting to use the toilet and saw me standing there with my hard dick sticking out. I zipped up my pants and as I walked out the door she looked at me and smiled. A week later one of my man friends told me he had heard about the session with the administrator and that the women were discussing my, as he said, ‘beautiful, manly penis’. This year I will not drink and never go close to a bathroom.” Vladek stated that he planned on spending all day Saturday with his father, brothers and their families. Since all the conversations would be in Russian Aiden would probably prefer to go sightseeing with Dimitri. Their new Russian friend stated that he was sure he could provide the American friend with an interesting day. They kissed goodbye in the room and then escorted Dimitri to the nearby metro station. Returning to their room they helped each other shower and in a state of exhaustion crawled into one of the narrow beds, wrapped their naked bodies around each other and almost immediately fell asleep. In the middle of the night Vladek felt a familiar warmness on his dick. After giving his love liquid protein he used his fist while holding the ever ready glad rag to relieve his man. In less than five minutes the double encounter was over and each was asleep holding the other.
  5. November 9, 1989 A month after Ji’s funeral Vlad sat mesmerized in front of his television. He felt an emptiness resulting from the loss of this courageous woman he had hosted weekly at his apartment while she underwent treatment. He admired the love David, her husband, had demonstrated. David at age 25 was playing roles that were overwhelming yet enjoyable: husband and tender caretaker to Ji, lover of PT, farmer and most important, father to three youngsters who would have become orphans without the love and care of David and PT. While his friends had been on his mind constantly since Ji’s death what he was seeing on television brought his thoughts to international concerns What he was seeing was epic and historic. As a political science professor he was not surprised at the event taking place in Berlin. That the fall of the Berlin Wall was happening so fast without any confrontation by the Soviet Union did surprise him. While he knew the USSR’s influence was weakening he did not expect its loss of control over Central Europe would happen so fast. Soviet domination of various countries was eroding during the 1980s. Within a month, Poland, the largest country under Soviet authority that was not part of the USSR, would became a free country. Vlad speculated that soon the Soviet Union would break up making his home country, Russia, an independent nation. He prayed for the cold war to end as he had not be able to visit his home in Moscow or even communicate by letter since he had defected in 1947 when he went AWOL from the Soviet army. At the time he was stationed in Berlin immediately after the end of World War II. Being fluent in German and English as well as his native Russian he interpreted for the Soviets meeting with top officials of the Americans, then allies of the Soviet Union. When he had an official visit to the office of an American officer to review military material his visit resulted in far and beyond more than just picking up military information. While their first encounter was a fantastic sexual experience eventually the friendship of the American, Major Alan Walters became more than great sex while a true bond developed. This resulted in his having a better understanding of American policy. He was surprised that the Americans were there to help the Germans survive the aftermath of the destruction while the Soviet attitude was to take anything possible. Rape by Soviet forces was overlooked while the Americans punished bad behavior by their troops, if caught. Vlad became disillusioned by the Soviets and agreed to spy for the Americans. Nearly caught in the act he escaped to the American sector of Berlin and was flown to Washington where he worked for the US government. As he watched the wall crumble on TV he decided to call his old friend Major Walters at his home in Pennsylvania. The two had a long discussion about world happenings. ………………………………………….. December 26, 1991 Two years following the fall of the Berlin Wall Vlad watched on TV as his home, the Soviet Union, dissolved. The Soviet Union had been created in 1922, two years after Vlad’s birth. Fifteen separate countries were merged to form the USSR or Soviet Union. These countries with different cultures, ethnicities, religions and languages were forced together. Since Russia was the largest country merged into the USSR the term Russia and USSR were frequently synonymous. For the first two years of his life Vlad lived in Russia, then it became part of the USSR. For the next 25 years he lived in and eventually fought in the army of the USSR until his defection to the USA. Two complications made it impossible to contact his family. First, the cold war resulted in virtually no contact between ordinary Soviet citizens and the free world. Secondly, since he had deserted from the Soviet army and escaped from the USSR his family might be at risk if they communicated with a deserter. It was assumed telephone calls and mail was monitored so he did not write and could not call since they did not have a phone when he deserted and did not know their number if they now had a phone. AT 71 years of age Vlad did not want to delay a visit. As soon as the collapse was finalized he began making plans for a visit to the new Russian Federation. His lover, 49 year old Aiden, insisted on traveling with him. Vlad soon discovered that obtaining a Russian visa would be challenging. It would be difficult because the rules were not only complicated but seemed to be fluid, constantly changing. He could not find a travel agent in Ohio who could help him so he decided to travel to Washington DC during spring break to visit the Russian Embassy. Since Vlad had retired from his professorship they planned a trip to Washington during Aiden’s spring break. They departed by car after Aiden’s last class on Friday morning and were at the home of their friends, Jacob (Jake) and Rob in Washington by early evening. These two lovers had inherited the brownstone home of their mentor, Reg, who had died five years earlier. …………………………. Background on Reg, Jake and Rob: These three men were introduced in the previous book of this series, Russia My Home. Soon after Vlad’s arrival in the USA following his escape from the Soviet Army in 1947 he met 50 year old Reginald Bagley (Reg) who took the young immigrant under his wing (and into his bed). Three years later the two friends, Vlad and Reg, drove across Pennsylvania to visit Vlad’s American Army friend, Major Walters. Reg suggested they drive on back roads to see the picturesque Amish countryside. When their car broke down an Amish family invited them to stay the night. The family had no telephone. They could not call a repair garage. The farmer offered to drive them to town and auto service garage the following day. Thirty year old Vlad and the son, eighteen year old Jacob (Jake), became instant friends (and bedmates). Within a year Jake left his Amish family and lifestyle and moved in with Reg and Vlad. With Reg’s guidance Jake received a high school diploma (Amish usually attended school only up to the state required age of 16) and financed his university education. Jake accepted a job with the Department of Agriculture following university graduation. A few years later Vlad left Reg’s home to attend graduate school at Western Reserve University in Cleveland. Upon completion of his PhD he accepted a teaching position at Western Reserve. Eight years after their travel through Amish country Vlad and Reg took a vacation road trip that took them throughout the Midwest and as far west as Cheyenne. In the Tennessee mountains they picked up a 18 year old hitchhiker, Rob, who was on his way from home in Frog Creek, Tennessee to the freedom to be who he was in San Francisco. Rob accepted the offer of Vlad and Reg to change his destination to Cleveland. With the financial support of Vlad and Reg he enrolled in college in Cleveland. Soon after his studies started he visited Reg at his home in Washington. There he met Jake. They bonded emotionally, sexually and every way two men can get together. The following semester he changed universities and moved in with Reg and Jake. The two lovers, Rob and Jake, recently celebrated twenty years together. ………………………………. Following a weekend of relaxation, sightseeing and conversation with their friends (but no sex as Rob and Jake were in a totally monogamous relationship) Vlad and Aiden began their quest for a Russian visa. Tuesday morning they dropped off the completed application forms that they had pick up at the Russian Embassy the previous day. Later Tuesday afternoon while relaxing at the house Vlad answered the phone assuming either Jake or Rob were calling with a suggestion for dinner out that evening. He was surprised when he discovered he was speaking to an official at the Russian Embassy who requested an interview with both of them Wednesday afternoon. As soon as Vlad had decided to return to his home, Russia, he became apprehensive as to what kind of reception he might receive by the Russian government. He feared that he might be arrested for deserting the army the Soviet army forty-four years earlier. However, he believed this was extremely unlikely. While the Soviets along with their Allies, the USA and others had won the war, their military was in shambles by the end of the war. Maintaining accurate hand written records of millions of Soviet troops would have been an impossible task. Also, it was unlikely that his commander would have reported his desertion as this would have looked bad on his record. On the day that Vlad had deserted in 1947 there were thousands of Soviet troops in Berlin. There were shortages of everything the Soviet army needed including food, clothing and equipment of any kind including office supplies such as typewriters, paper and even pens. Even if his absence had been recorded the document would be buried and lost in army archives. Or at least that is what Vlad hoped. Vlad and Aiden were seated in the office of Fedor Kuznetsov, a nervous appearing man of about forty. The windowless office had cheap furniture. Fedor’s desk had piles of files as did a table against the wall. The only decoration in the office was a calendar on the wall behind the Russian. Vlad noticed the American calendar with a picture of a New England village was opened to February, a month earlier. A faded area on the sides of the calendar indicated it was covering a spot where a larger picture had been hung. Vlad realized the obligatory photo of Stalin in every office and classroom in the Soviet Union had been removed and replaced with the calendar. A year earlier this had been an office of the Soviet Union Embassy which was now the Embassy of the Russian Federation as well as most of the other countries that had been reinstated following the fall of the USSR. As Vlad sat there he realized he had not been this nervous since he defected from the USSR. He wanted to reach for the hand of Aiden who was sitting next to him. Obtaining comfort from a man would have indicated weakness in the Soviet Union (and at that time the USA as well). He just sat there willing himself to be calm. He easily answered Fedor’s questions about the reason he wanted to visit Russia. Then came the question he had been dreading. He was asked to explain his reason for leaving the Soviet Union. Vlad had anticipated this question and had a ready reply that while being basically untrue was believable. He explained that he had been stationed in Berlin after the end of fighting because of his fluency in both German and English. He told Fedor that he had been the translator at meetings between Soviet officials and American business men who were hoping to establish business partners in the Soviet Union. He then stated that when his Army obligation ended he was asked by an American businessman to go to the USA to assist in the development of a Soviet / American business. Within a year of arrival in the USA it became apparent a joint-venture or any business relationship with the Soviet Union could not be established. He then got a job as a translator and enrolled in a university. Upon obtaining his bachelor’s degree he continued his education and eventually completed a PhD program at Western Reserve University in Cleveland, Ohio. He had accepted a teaching position there and was still a member of the faculty 35 years later. Fedor showed no emotion as he made some notes. Then Fedor asked Vlad how long he had lived at his present address. When he asked Aiden the same question Vlad became concerned. Fedor had discovered they had lived together almost thirty years. Then Fedor stopped asking questions and began writing. Vlad felt a sickness as he assumed he was writing about their probable incestuous relationship. Finally Fedor stopped writing. He then handed a paper to Vlad. ‘Warning, say nothing, the walls have ears. I would like to discuss privately with both of you about your lives. I have lived with my friend in Moscow for years. If you two can meet me at 6:00 at O’Briens Pub two blocks down Wisconsin Avenue nod YES. If not nod NO.’ With relief Vlad nodded YES with a smile. Fedor smiled back. “That ends the interview.” Fedor stood and held out his hand. He shook Vlad’s hand holding it longer than necessary. He then did the same to Aiden. As Fedor entered the bar he looked around with the sign of disappointment on his face until he saw Vlad and Aiden sitting at a table in the back of the dark bar. The disappointment turned into a smile as he approached the table. “I am very happy that you accepted my invitation. I have been in the USA two months and you are the first people, American or Russian, I feel comfortable with since arriving.” Sliding into a chair he continued, “When I reviewed your visa applications and noted that you lived together I thought, ‘maybe they are in the same kind of relationship as I am with my Dimitri who is in Moscow’. I miss him very much. When you told me you have lived together for almost thirty years I thought you might have a close relationship. Maybe I am wrong in my assumption?” Vlad spoke, “You are correct in assuming Aiden and I have a close relationship.” Vlad then told how they had met through a mutual friend when Aiden was a college student exploring graduate studies. Vlad continued, “We are staying with friends here in Washington. When I called Jake this afternoon telling him the details of our interview with you at the Embassy and planned meeting he suggested we invite you to have dinner with us. Our friends, Jake and Rob, have been together for more than thirty years. Their stories are fascinating. Can you join us?” “It would be my pleasure.” Over dinner Fedor was fascinated by the stories of all. Jake told about his life on an Amish farm, meeting Vlad and Reg, living with Reg and attending college and now working at the Department of Agriculture. Rob then explained how he was picked up hitchhiking by Reg and Vlad when he had left his home in the mountains to find happiness in San Francisco but changed his mind when encouraged by his new friends to move to Cleveland and attend college. He related how the day he met Jake when visiting Washington he knew he had found the man he wanted to be with the rest of his life. Aiden told about growing up in Georgia and meeting Vlad. Vlad summarized his life adventure from school in Moscow to Soviet army experiences to moving to the USA. However, he did not tell Fedor he was a deserter. Fedor, the youngest of all at the age of thirty-five had grown up in a small city in Siberia. His story: My parents were both factory managers and were able to send me to high school and then university in Moscow, a three day journey by train from home. At university I majored in linguistics with a specialty in English. Then for ten years I had worked for The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Soviet Union. When the Soviet Union collapsed my office continued its operations as a Ministry of the Russian Federation. I never dreamed that I might be given an assignment at an Embassy since those positions were given to family and friends of government officials and politicians. One day as I was sitting at his desk translating some USA documents I was summoned to the director’s office. One of the top officers of the Ministry was in the office screaming in rage. There had been another incident at the Embassy in Washington when a drunken staff member, the son of a prominent member of the Russian Duma (parliament), had destroyed a hotel room while having an affair (fucking good time) with the daughter of US Senator from a conservative Christian Southern State. This was the fourth embarrassing incident caused by an Embassy employee in less than six months. As the officer calmed down my boss spoke. ‘Fedor, We need a clean, level headed person to work at the Embassy in Washington. I have asked around and all your colleagues agree that you are one of the hardest working men in our division. The lady secretaries tell me you have never harassed or been vulgar with them. It is also rumored that you have never been seen drunk or come to work with a hangover. We need a straightforward, calm man who is proficient in both written and spoken English. You seem to be the one person who fits all these requirements’. Within a week I was in Washington. Saying goodbye to my friend and roommate, Dimitri, was the saddest day of my life. I write him letters and call him at least once a week. We assume all our correspondence and conversations are monitored so our telephone calls and letters are very matter of fact with no emotion. Prior to leaving we agreed on code words such as bread meaning kiss, automobile meaning penis and so forth. In his last letter he told me about a new bakery in his neighbor with delicious bread. Then he asked if I had learned to drive an automatic shift automobile or if I was still pulling on the stick shift.” When asked, Fedor told how he had met Dimitri. “One Sunday afternoon I was walking in Alexander Garden near the Kremlin admiring the beautiful plots of spring flowers. I then noticed a handsome man standing opposite me also admiring the flowers from the other side of the plot. There was something about him. I cannot describe it but I was immediately attracted to him. As I stared at him he smiled. I smiled back. We then each started walking to the end of that plot. As we approached each other he said, ‘These flowers are beautiful.’ I don’t remember what I said but we started to talk to each other as we intently looked into the other’s eyes. I suggested we buy bottles of beer and drink them while sitting on a park bench. He replied that having a beer together would be pleasurable. Then he suggested we have it at his room. Even though I had only know this person for five minutes I knew I would enjoy being with him. It was about a thirty minute walk to his room. We could have taken a trolleybus but walking and talking seemed natural. We bought two beers at a kiosk near his building. He had a single room in an apartment he shared with two other families and another single man. His room had a table with three chairs, a sofa that I with great joy soon learned opened into a bed, a wardrobe, a cabinet and filled bookcases. There was a TV on a small table and a radio on the main table. We sat on the sofa. While we had not specifically stated to each other that we enjoyed the company of men we had discussed our lack of interest in women. We sat on the sofa, close but not touching. He stood and walked to the cabinet. He took out a box of cookies and put some on a plate. When he held the plate out to me our hands touched. Neither of us pulled back. I commented that he had the hands of a sportsman and he replied that I had the hands of an artist. We explored each other’s hands. Of course the fondling of hands caused my dick to get hard. He lowered our hands so that they touched my crotch. While caressing the dick that was straining in my pants with one hand he placed the other on the back of my head and pulled us together. Somehow with our lips still locked together we removed our clothes. I did not leave his room until 5:00 the next morning to go home and get dressed for work. After work I returned to his room. Within a week we decided to live together. With a position at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs I was able to obtain an apartment. I have a two room plus kitchen flat. I feel like I have a life of luxury compared to most Muscovites. Dimitri moved in with me. We no longer share a bathroom with other families. Dimitri keeps his original room. Everyone in Moscow lives in a government owned room or flat. It is rumored that ownership of homes will be given to the occupants. At that time Dimitri will be able to sell his room, probably to a family in one of the other rooms.” (My friend in St Petersburg grew up in a five room – five family – apartment all sharing one kitchen and bathroom. Today he owns all the room where he and his partner live in a spacious apartment previously occupied by about twenty people). “Prior to Dimitri I had never had a serious relationship with a man. While at the university I had a few experiences in a nearby park. One person I met was one of my professors. Luckily I was an excellent student so when sucking his dick and when he sucked me we did it for mutual enjoyment with no expectation or need of a reward of a better grade. In the military I was very careful. Since I am not a big person if it was suspected I enjoyed men I probably would have been raped. Jerking off was just something that guys did. A couple of times I was involved in a circle jerk where each put in a few kopecks and the soldier that shot first got one third of the pot and the one shooting the furthest got the balance. I never won but certainly did enjoy watching the others. That was just army fun, no touching or obvious checking out the dick of the others. Dimitri was the first and only man for which I have had passionate feelings. While being in the USA is a wonderful opportunity and experience, I really miss my man.” The four hosts had been careful to not mention any specific sex acts like sucking or fucking. However, it was now obvious that Fedor would not be surprised or offended by talk of man love. Then Vlad made a suggestion. “Would you like to join us in the sauna we have upstairs. While it is nothing like a Russian banya we find it very relaxing.” Vlad almost did not make the suggestion as he feared such a proposition might be a put off to their Russian friend. To his surprise and pleasure Fedor enthusiastically accepted the offer. Upstairs Vlad handed Fedor a towel and slippers. He ushered him into the guest bedroom and told him he could undress there and that they would meet him in the sauna down the hall. The other four stripped in the master bedroom. Vlad and Aiden then entered the sauna. They removed their towels and placed them around their necks. Rob and Jake decided to wait until a little later as the small sauna only held two men comfortably, three crowded and any additional participants would have to stand. Fedor entered with the towel around his waist. Since being naked in a Russian banya was the normal he removed his towel. Vlad and Rob moved apart from each other leaving a space between them. Their conversation was light as the two Russians told Aiden what to expect in a banya in Russia. Vlad was in a quandary. He did not want to offend his new friend nor did he want to disappoint him. Vlad and Aiden, while committed to each other, had never turned down an attractive three-some and also knew and accepted that the other strayed on occasion. This was totally different from the relationship of Rob and Jake. While the two were willing to talk sex and get naked with friends they were totally monogamous, never touching another man. Finally Vlad said to Fedor while looking into his eyes. “I do not want to offend you and I do not want to disappoint you. If all you want to do is sit and talk that is fine with Aiden and I. If you want to have some man fun with us that would be welcomed by us.” “What are you suggesting we do?” Vlad spread his leg exposing his almost hard dick while placing his hand on Fedor’s knee. Then as he caressed the upper leg he stated, “Whatever gives you pleasure.” As Vlad had his hand on Fedor’s right leg Aiden caressed the left. Fedor then said as he spread his leg releasing his hard dick that bounced up, “What you are doing now gives me pleasure.” He then reached for Aiden’s now hard dick. “My first touch of an American. Thank you for the opportunity.” As Fedor fondled Aiden’s piece naked Jake and Rob entered the tiny sauna. Vlad whispered into Fedor’s ear telling him that while Jake and Rob had no inhibitions concerning sharing their bodies it was eyes only, no touching. Fedor made no attempt to hide his interest in the magnificent uncut dick of Jake that was near his face in the small room. Jake obliged his new friend by gently scratching his balls while pulling back his dick skin. While Fedor enjoyed viewing the masterpiece he reached for Vlad’s. Then with a smile Jake announced, “It’s kind of crowded in here. We’re going to leave and do what we want to do while you three do what you want to do.” Fedor’s already hard dick got harder as he admired the round sculptured ass of Jake as he departed. Then Aiden leaned in and swallowed the Russian as Vlad attacked his mouth from the other side. With the lips of an American on his piece and the lips of a Russian pressed against his Fedor was having the first satisfying experience since arrival in the USA. Not wanting this to end he pushed both his new friends away. “Now it is my turn to explore.” Vlad and Aiden stood in front of their seated friend. Fedor totally enjoyed sucking one close to the end and then switching to the other. Then Vlad called out, “I’m close. Do you want it?” Fedor responded by grabbing his ass and pulling the dick tight into his willing mouth. When he finished swallowing the last drops of Vlad he turned to Aiden and soon had his first serving of American cream. Vlad then kneeled and within seconds of placing his lips on Fedor was swallowing his first serving of Russian cream since his arrival in the USA over forty years earlier. The three then went to the large bathroom with mirrors and multiple shower heads off of the master bedroom. The door to the bedroom was open and as they walked through the bedroom they checked out the two uninhibited, entwined lovers in their bed. Following showers they went to the guest bedroom where Fedor had left his clothes and Vlad and Aiden slept. They had another encounter of the best kind with the Russian again tasting both American and Russian cummings and being finished off again by his new friends. Fedor then announced that he should return to his apartment at the embassy. While he did not have a curfew his comings and goings would be noticed. Vlad and Aiden drove him back dropping him off a block away so he would not be seen with Americans. While they had originally been told it would take one or two weeks to have their visa processed Fedor told them they could pick it up at the visa cashier the following afternoon. Vlad chuckled to himself as he realized that being friendly to the visa official had its rewards, an expedited visa approval as well as multiple mouthfuls of Russian cum. For the rest of the week and on Saturday and Sunday Fedor met with his two new friends frequently. He and Vlad usually spoke in Russian to help Vlad retrieve his native language skills. They discussed everything that a visitor to Russian should know including: hotels, restaurants, ballet and theater, riding the metro (subway), the best banyas, how to use public transportation to get to the city from the airport without paying excessive taxi fees, where to exchange money and places to visit including the cruising toilets in the park next to the Kremlin. Fedor also gave them contact information for Dimitri. Before they departed he would send to them in Cleveland gifts and a letter for Dimitri. The visa application required a Russian address. Fedor booked them a room in the Cosmos Hotel. This 25 story, 1,777 room hotel, the largest in Russia, opened in 1979 near the main stadium of the 1980 Olympics. (This Olympics was boycotted by 66 nations including the USA objecting to the Soviet invasion of Afganistan.) Thanks to their new friend, Fedor, they felt well prepared for their visit to the country of Czars, Stalin and now a land of mystery.
  6. I know nothing about family law - just hope what I did was legal. Next chapter is far from the farm.
  7. Thanks for reading. The story takes unusual twist in the next chapter - sad and happy.
  8. September 1988 While driving home the next morning after the exhausting day at Cleveland Clinic and tearful night at Vlad’s, David attempted small talk about the boys’ school projects and Becky’s new words. Ji mumbled answers as if she were in a trance. David suggested they not tell the boys anything about the medical tests for now. With no emotion Ji answered, “You are probably right.” Upon arrival home Becky ran to her mother with a big smile. David’s mother had come that morning to take care of Becky while PT worked on the farm. Ji hugged her little daughter and did her best to put on a happy face. She then told Becky “Mommy is tired. I need to take a nap. I will read a story to you later.” As her mother walked to her bedroom David picked up the little girl and hugged her. He told her he was hungry and carried her into the kitchen. As David and his mother sat at the table Becky got her cabbage patch doll Lulu saying ‘Nap time for Lulu’ as she placed her doll on the living room sofa and then laid down with her. PT, having seen David’s car in the driveway came into the house and the three discussed Ji’s medical tests and concerns for the future. PT and David told David’s mother how much they loved the boys and little Becky. They had been acting as substitute fathers for over two years. David told them that Ji worried more about what would happen to the children than her dire medical situation. PT lamented, “I am sure today that two young men would not be permitted to raise children that were not biologically theirs, but most likely two women in the same situation would be allowed to. It just is not fair. We love those children and I know they love us.” David’s mother agreed, “You two would be perfect parents for Tommy, Josh and Becky. Even if the three could be adopted together by some nice couple it would mean pulling them away from the family they love. What a terrible situation. I’ll take Becky home for the afternoon. Ji needs her rest and you guys have work to do. Bring Ji and the boys over for supper.” Rachel departed with Becky and Lulu while David and PT walked out to her barn. Ten minutes later as they worked on a piece of equipment they heard a car in the driveway. David was surprised to see his mother getting out and approaching the barn. Rachel had a smile on her face, “All I could think about as I drove home was this terrible situation. Then a solution dawned on me. Why didn’t we think of this sooner? One of you should marry Ji. Then as her husband you can legally adopt her children. If anything happened to Ji you would be their father.” David, “Wow. Let’s talk to Ji. Then talk to a lawyer. Then talk to the minister. Oh happy day.” He hugged his mother and then PT.” Rachel returned to her car where she had left Becky and Lulu. “See you at supper.” David and PT ran to the house to see if Ji was awake. She was awake lying in bed crying. Ji got a terrified look on her face as the two stormed into her bedroom. She immediately thought something must have happened to Becky or one of the boys. David, then in an excited voice said, “Ji, we have a wonderful thought. Rachel suggested one of us marry you. Then your husband would legally adopt the children.” With a look of confusion Ji responded, “Do you mean that one of you would be their father and that if anything happened to me they would be yours, forever?” As Ji sat up in bed her men leaned in and the three hugged. By mutual consent David was the chosen husband. He was coordinating Ji’s medical visits and his mother saw all the children frequently as their Nana (grandmother). The next day Ji and David met with an attorney familiar with family matters. In the afternoon they met with the pastor of their small church. They decided it was important that they not have him marry them under false pretenses so they told him the truth about their plans. The pastor knew David and PT had been together although their exact relationship was never discussed. The Pastor was quiet following their request. The pastor’s silence gave David cause for concern. Was the pastor of this small church in a conservative farm community going to refuse to perform the ceremony? If he did they would find a Justice of the Peace and have a civil ceremony although they preferred the blessing of the church and community. Finally the pastor spoke, “This is a lot for my brain to process. I have counseled many couples planning to wed. I could tell you some very strange stories that couples have related to me as they prepared for lives together. Your situation is unique.” Breaking into a smile he continued, “I would be honored to bless this union that will give the children a father, both in the eyes of the Church as well as legally.” A wedding was scheduled for a Saturday afternoon, ten days later. The family and a few close friends all had cheerful faces as the bridal party entered the church. Ji walked down the aisle holding hands with her sons. David walked behind carrying Becky and Lulu. The two witnesses followed, PT and Miriam (Ji’s best friend who was the wife of Isaac, Darren’s army buddy who had encourage them to move to the area). During the service to the amusement of the family and friends when the pastor said “Who gives his woman in holy matrimony?” Both sons yelled, “We do!” PT had told the boys to yell it out when he gave them the sign, a thumbs up. Becky, still in David’s arms, imitating her brothers then called out, “We do”. Following the ceremony the bridal couple, children, family and friends had a celebratory dinner at the Smithville Inn. While a high chair was provided for Becky, she insisted on sitting on her father’s lap. At home that evening an exhausted Ji rested in the living room while PT and the boys tossed a football outside and David gave Becky a bath. He then tucked her into bed and as always read a story to her. When she was asleep Ji went to the bedroom she shared with Becky and got ready for bed. David went outside and the two dads and sons had a mini football game. After the boys showered and went to bed David and PT took a shower together with the bathroom door locked. Each was exhausted as they got ready for bed in their upstairs bedroom. Their fatigue resulted from the events of a happy day: the wedding, dinner with family and friends, football with the boys and finally quality time in the shower. PT put on his loose fitting nightshirt as David downed pajamas and a bathrobe. As PT got into bed David kissed him goodnight and then descended the steps to Ji’s bed. They had slept together every night since her first visit to Cleveland Clinic. He was content as his bride snuggled up against him. There was no concern that Becky sleeping in a bed across the room might see or hear something that would upset or at least cause bewilderment. Nothing happened except for David’s snuggling and consoling the mother of their children. The next day, Sunday, all attended church together. Ji sang in the choir while PT and David sat together in a pew and the children attended Sunday school. Following church all went to David’s parents, the grandparents, for Sunday dinner. Usually Ji helped with the preparation but this Sunday she rested in the living room while Rachel and her other daughter-in-law set the table. The men talked farming while the boys played with their cousins, the children of David’s brother, Paul Junior. Becky, at age two, attempted to help her Nana set the table. Later that afternoon David, Ji and Uncle Will drove to Cleveland to stay with Vlad and Aiden. Vlad had called Uncle Will and invited him to also visit. Upon arrival at Vlad’s apartment Uncle Will offered to take them all out to dinner. Ji encouraged them to go and leave her at the apartment to rest. Following their dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant Vlad and Aiden suggested they go to a bar for a beer and conversation. Uncle Will agreed and David felt compelled to tag along although he was not a bar person. As the four sat at a table near the back of the bar. David was shocked when he saw two men kissing and another man in the corner caressing the chest of his seat mate. He was not shocked that such things happened but that they would happen in public. It was then that David realized all the patrons were men. Seeing David’s look of surprise Aiden asked, “Is this your first gay bar? I noticed you seemed surprised to see two men kissing. If this was a regular bar and you saw a man kissing a woman would you be surprised?” “No” David replied, “But to see two men doing what I have only done behind closed doors is a happy surprise.” At that moment two black men entered and approached their table in the dim room. One kneeled and wrapped his arms around Uncle Will giving him a long kiss. David then recognized this handsome man as Henry. He had met Henry a few times when he visited Uncle Will. After one of Henry’s visits Will had told David about him. He was the nephew of Will’s housekeeper in Georgia who did yard work and odd jobs. Will saw potential in this young man and helped pay for his college education. Henry met his lover through Uncle Will. Seth was a white man with flaming red hair. They moved north when Henry completed his education since they realized that in the 1950s two men living and loving together was not acceptable in their small conservative Georgia town and two men of different races living together were putting their lives in jeopardy. Seth had died in a tragic auto accident. A few years later Henry met Derrick. David asked Henry how he and Derrick had met. “We met thirteen years ago at the baths, Club Cleveland. We were both in shitty moods and really didn’t want to be there but you know how it is. You are home alone and just want to do something so you go to the baths. The night we met we mostly talked, but not all talk, you know how it is. He was getting over a bad relationship and I was mourning the death of Seth. One thing led to another and here we are.” David then looked at Vlad and Uncle Will, “Isn’t that where you two met?” Vlad replied, “It was 1975, twenty-three years ago. Will had been brought there by his two younger friends” – as Vlad started to say their names he realized one of the ‘friends’ was David’s lover’s father, Peter Smith. If David did not know who they were it was not his place to tell. I met this distinguished gentleman, very sexy distinguished gentleman. We talked while enjoying each other’s company, if you know what I mean?” David laughed as he stated, “I have you all beat. I met the love of my life twenty-four years ago. Soon after I was born PT’s mother visited the farm house where Uncle Will now lives. When my mother stopped by with a crying me she had a hard time talking to PT’s mother as sweet PT was also crying. Finally out of desperation they put us two infants in the same crib and went out to the porch for some peace and quiet. They tell us that as soon as we were together in the crib both of us stopped crying. When they took one of us out we both started crying again. During all future visits we were put together. As soon as we were old enough we started playing together. Then as we got older we started to really play together, ‘if you know what I mean’?” For the rest of the evening David had this strange feeling of serenity. For the first time in his life he was in a roomful of men like him who were just doing ordinary stuff, drinking, laughing and having conversations with their sexual equals. The only other time he had been in a place full of gay men was their one trip to the baths. There the atmosphere was sex not just ordinary comradery. Meanwhile back at the farm PT had tucked Becky into her bed in the bedroom she shared with her mom and David / dad. She fell asleep as he read her a story. He and the boys then went outside to hone their football passing skills as the sun set. After the boys went to bed he showered, paid a tribute to his love with his fist and went downstairs to watch TV prior to going to bed. That night he slept in Ji and David’s bed as he did not want Becky to be alone. If he were upstairs in his own bed he would not hear her if she called out which she rarely did. He woke in the middle of the night to a strange sensation. Becky and Lulu were in his bed. He gently picked them up and returned them to their bed. As he fell back to sleep he had a special feeling of contentment realizing that this little girl must really love him. The next day David accompanied Ji to the Cleveland Clinic. Aiden usually took the bus down Euclid Avenue to his class at Cleveland State University where he was a professor of finance. However, this day he drove so he could drop Uncle Will off at the Cleveland Museum of Art. While Uncle Will had suggested he walk since the museum was only a 20 minute easy walk both Vlad and Aiden insisted they drive their 93 year old friend. Later in the afternoon Vlad met Will at the museum, a short distance from his classes at Western Reserve. They walked back to the apartment. Tuesday morning David and Ji departed for the farm. Uncle Will stayed with Aiden and Vlad as on Friday they were all three attending a Cleveland Orchestra Tchaikovsky concert at Severance Hall an easy walk from the apartment. For the next nine months David accompanied Ji to Cleveland for treatment. As her internal system weakened it became apparent she would not improve. The treatment then concentrated on making her as comfortable as possible with medications to treat pain and nausea. A little over a year later David realized the frail body next to him in bed was still, very still. Ji’s funeral at the small church was crowded. David sat in the front row with Becky and Lulu on his lap and the boys sitting between him and PT. When the confused Becky got restless during the service Nana who was sitting behind them took the little girl out to the church yard. In addition to the many friends in this farming community Darren’s brother and family and sister, Sally, and family visited from Cincinnati and Kentucky. During the past year Sally had visited four times as she and Ji shared their love for Darren. The house seemed very quiet that evening. The boys went to their room to do homework and Becky, not fully understanding what had happened talked quietly to Lulu. A month earlier Becky had been given a small bedroom of her own upstairs. Ji, David, PT and the boys had made the move very special. Becky helped pick out wallpaper, curtains and rugs for her own room. She was very proud that she had a room for herself and Lulu just down the hall from her brothers. David had continued to sleep downstairs until Ji’s last night. Now they were all sleeping upstairs. As they snuggled in bed the two men discussed their role as the parents of the three youngsters, their children. Never had these two considered parenthood or that at the age of 25 they would have sons aged 8 and 10 and a 3 year old daughter.
  9. 1983 – 1988 PT happily returned to his summer job at County Feed and Seed. He had various bosses as he was assigned one day to deliveries and the following working in the warehouse. David had been promoted to Assistant Store Manager which included being responsible for inventory in the warehouse. Consequently when PT worked in the warehouse his boss was his lover, David. While they were very professional at work they enjoyed roleplaying boss / employee scenarios at home. Most Sundays David attended their small country church with his parents. A high school friend of his father attended when he was in the area. Paul, his father, and Drew Kitchner had been best buddies in their small high school class. After graduation Drew went off to college while Paul stayed home on the farm. Drew was an only child and his father assumed he would take over the family farm. Drew had other plans and after receiving his undergraduate degree he attended law school. A brilliant and ambitious young man, today at the age of 43 he was a partner in a prestigious Cleveland law firm. Because of concerns about his father’s health Drew visits became more frequent. He had discussed these concerns with Paul and one Sunday in the fall of 1984 Drew told Paul, “I am getting more concerned about my father’s ability to continue managing the farm. Luckily my mom’s health is good but she cannot oversee the farm. She is very worried about my father. Not only is he not able to do heavy work he is also very forgetful. While they made it through the summer I doubt my dad can handle the rigors of another summer. Luckily with the approaching winter his work on the farm has decreased. While the logical solution would be for him to sell the farm and retire I know neither he nor mom would be happy anyplace but there.” Paul sympathetically listened to his friend’s concerns. He then had a suggestion, “My son David works full time at County Feed and Seed. While he works long hours in the spring and summer he has a shortened schedule in the fall and winter. I am sure he would be willing to help your father the next few months.” At that moment Pricilla Miers was flirting with David nearby. While Paul and his wife had accepted the fact that David had no interest in girls, they were not aware of his strong feelings toward men and especially his friend, David. Much to David’s relief he was forced to excuse himself from Priscilla as his father called him over to talk to Drew. The three discussed Drew’s concerns about his father’s ability to manage the farm. When David offered to help Drew insisted that he would pay David out of his own pocket as he did not want his father to know David was being paid to help run the farm. The concern of all was how the father would be approached about having a young man help him. When Drew mentioned he was taking his parents to lunch at Smithville Inn David had a suggestion. “Why don’t you invite me to join you? Tell your dad that I hope to own a farm someday and would like to get advice from an experienced farmer.” The old man, Solomon Kirchner, was flattered that someone would want his advice and after lunch invited him to visit the farm. David’s short visits turned into afternoons and some all day sessions. When PT visited, they would both work on the farm. While the short term problem had been solved, Drew and David realized more help would be needed as the farm activities increased at the end of winter. While the farm would need more help David would have less time as the work schedule at County Feed and Seed would buildup. Solomon’s health had deteriorated and he would need full time help as soon as the snow melted and spring planting began. Others in the small farming community were aware of the situation and one Sunday Drew was approached after church by a neighbor farmer, Isaac. He told Drew that his best friend in the Army had recently moved to the area. His friend had grown up on a farm in Kentucky and was now working at the Rubbermaid factory in Wooster and really wanted to get back into farm work. The following Saturday Drew, Isaac, David and his father, Paul, met Darren Gunthrie at David’s home, for a preliminary interview. If they all agreed Darren would be a good fit for the job they would take him on a tour of the farm and introduce him to Solomon. Darren’s Story: “If you are going to let me into the home of your parents you should know my life story, both good and bad parts. I grew up on as small farm in Kentucky. To say that we were dirt poor would be an understatement. While my dad was not much of a farmer he was known for his moonshine that he bottled, sold and consumed himself daily. I have a brother a year old and sister two years younger. Our parents were not the loving type and were both known for harsh punishment, my dad with a belt and mom with her screaming. My happiest times were away from home: playing in the woods, fishing, going to school and church. My dad was especially hard on my younger sister, Sally. I remember when she was about 12 years old she did not do one of her many assigned chores to my dad’s satisfaction. He took her into the back room and I could hear him spanking her hard with his hand, not using the belt he usually used on my brother and me. The louder she cried the harder he spanked. When it was over he came out of the room and I saw a bulge and wet spot on his crotch. While at fourteen the only sex education I had received was from other boys while we messed around behind the barn I realized my father had shot his load while spanking my little sister. I went into the room to console her. She was lying on the floor, her panties around her knees and dress pushed up. Her rear end was bleeding from the abuse. I held her as she cried. My mother came into the room and yelled at her for not doing her chores telling her she deserved whatever she got and yelled at me as I should have been doing chores. That night my fifteen year old brother, Sally and I had a long talk. The next morning my brother and I found our dad working at his moonshine still. We told him that if he ever touched our sister again we would contact the Feds and tell them about his moonshine. If he touched her a second time we would kill him. With a leer on his face my brother told him we would drag him to the creek and hold his head underwater until he was as dead as he deserved to be. When he was found it would be assumed that the drunk old man had fallen in and drowned. While he never touched any of us again the yelling and emotional abuse never stopped.” “It became an ‘us against them situation’, the children against the parents. We supported each other and Sally and I were both sad and happy when brother enlisted in the marines and departed the day after he graduated from high school. We were sad that we were losing our brother and happy that he was getting away. Prior to his departure he took my father aside warning him that just because he was leaving he would still defend his brother and sister. At that time Sally was dating a twenty-two year old boy who had a good job working as a mechanic at the Chevy dealership. In April, the day of her sixteenth birthday, there was no party, no presents at home. That evening Sally and I took my drunk dad’s truck into town and celebrated her birthday at the Huddle House. I had invited her boyfriend, Ace, to join us. She then told me her plans. She and Ace were going to get married soon and then move in with his parents. While I felt Sally was too young at sixteen to marry I was also relieved that she would get out of that house. I knew Ace and his parents from church and realized she would finally have a loving mother. When I questioned how a sixteen year old could get married without her parents’ permission they explained that in Kentucky a pregnant girl did not need the parents’ permission to marry. Then with a smile on her face my little sister told me that in six months I would be an uncle. Ace told me that his parents knew she was pregnant and were looking forward to their first grandchild. They were planning a simple wedding in three weeks. I would not have left the family home as long as my Sally lived there. In a way her marriage gave me the freedom to move out. I enlisted in the Army and departed for basic training a week after high school graduation. While I was in the army Sally wrote frequently. She told me Ace was a wonderful, tender, caring husband and that her in-laws were the parents she never had. Now with two children and a home of their own they live just down the street from Ace’s parents. She got her GED (General Education Degree, a high school diploma received by passing a State test for those who did not finish school) and is taking courses at the community college while her mother-in-law cares for the children.” “The army sent me to Korea where I was given a desk job. A young Korean woman Ji-Woo was assigned to us as an interpreter. To make a long complicated story short I fell in love with her the first time I saw this beautiful, charming and intelligent woman. While the army has rules about relationships with civilians in foreign countries we overcame the hurdles and got married. Our first son, Tommy, was born in Korea.” “Upon discharge from the army I returned to my hometown in Kentucky with Ji and our son, but not home with my parents. I got a job as a farm hand at a large commercial farm where the two crops were soybeans and corn primarily sold as feed to the chicken industry. Within six months I was second in charge after the owner. Our small home was about a mile from my parents’ home. We rarely saw them. My mother would refer to Ji as ‘that jap whore’. Since my wife is Korean not Japanese, holds a master’s degree from Seoul National University and has a better command of the English language than my mother these comments were not only hurtful but made my mother look ridiculous and proved she was a vile woman. Ji soon got involved in community activities. Having grown up in the Korean Methodist Church she easily adapted to ‘church’ life teaching Sunday school and joining a Bible study group. She and my sister became best friends and shared child care. Soon our second son, Josh, was born. As you would say, ‘Life was good’.” “Then the tragedy. When I returned from work one day I saw my father’s old rusty pick-up truck parked in our driveway. Since we rarely had contact with my parents this seemed unusual. When I opened the door I heard shrieks coming from the kitchen. There to my horror was my father with his pants down to his knees holding Ji against the kitchen table. Her dress was pushed up as he fought with her. I grabbed him, pulled him back and connected my fist to his face. He just laughed as he pulled up his pants and ran out yelling, ‘she’s just a jap whore. I’ll send you $3.00 for the service.’ If I hadn’t been so concerned about my wife I would have probably beaten the bastard to a pulp. Luckily the baby was in a playpen in the living room and the older boy was playing outside. I held Ji while promising to never leave her home alone. The next morning I dropped her and the boys off at my sister’s home in town on my way to work. Having lived with the brute my sister was very understanding. Knowing my mother would blame Ji for enticing my father I never told her. Actually Ji and the boys never saw my parents again. The only time I saw my father was a brief visit the following day. I told him that I had called my brother who now lived in Cincinnati and told him about the attempted rape. I also told him my brother had said he was coming home to carry out the threat we had given him the day he attacked my sister. Luckily for my dad I talked my brother out of it. The nights were the worst for Ji. She would wake up trembling and I would hold her until she fell back asleep. I decided and she agreed that we had to move away, far away. When in the army Isaac and I had had long discussions about our plans and hopes for the future. We also discussed our pasts.” At this point Isaac reached across the table and took Darren’s hand. “He had grown up in a loving family here in Ohio, the exact opposite of mine. After the incident with my father I began to fantasize about a happy home for my wife and boys far from my parents. I began calling Isaac most evenings. The cost of those long distance telephone calls was the best investment I have ever made. He contacted his Aunt Pauline, a widow living alone in Madisonburg a few miles north of Wooster and asked if she would be willing to have a buddy from the army and his family stay with her until they got settled. He also told me Rubbermaid was hiring for their expanded warehouse. Within a month I quit my job and we moved in with Aunt Pauline 250 miles (400 km) away from my cruel father. Aunt Pauline became the loving grandmother my sons had never had. It was like a great black cloud had been lifted. Within days Ji was smiling. Now she wakes me up frequently in the middle of the night, not out of fear but with passion. Let’s just say those are very enjoyable sleep interruptions. My oldest boy is in first grade. He gets on the school bus every morning with a smile as he greets friends and returns home with a smile knowing Aunt Pauline will have a snack of homemade cookies and milk ready for him.” “While life is good I do have two concerns. First, while the job at Rubbermaid is beneficial for now, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life working in a warehouse. Even if I was promoted to a management job I would wish I was working on a farm. I love farming and want to return to the earth. My second concern is that Aunt Pauline, now in her 80s, applied for an apartment in an elderly housing apartment building in downtown Wooster. She has been on the list for over a year and someday, maybe next week, maybe not for years she will be able to move. She was having to depend on Isaac to help with some home projects as the house is too old and yard too big for her to take care of. She is like family to us and if we do move I will return to work in the yard and Ji will visit to gossip and help with housework while the boys play in the yard until she moves. That’s my story.” The group then went to the Kitchner farm and Darren was introduced to Solomon as someone who might be available to help. Solomon’s knees were bothering him so he did not leave the house as the rest explored the farm. By the end of the day all were convinced Darren had the expertise to run the farm. The following day, Sunday, The Gunthries, (Darren, Ji, six year old Tommy and four year old Josh) were introduced to Solomon and Lucy Kitchner. By the end of the day Lucy was thrilled and relieved that this couple and their children were moving into her home. Solomon’s health had declined to the point where he could barely walk. No longer able to easily walk up the stairs their bedroom had been moved to the parlor off the living room in the large old farmhouse. The three unused bedrooms upstairs would provide the most comfortable living area Darren and family had ever had. Darren gave Rubbermaid two weeks notice and started working at the farm full-time the second week of April. Ji and the boys stayed in Madisonburg, 12 miles, 20 minutes south, for two months until the end of the school year. Most school nights Darren returned to Madisonburg and Ji’s bed. Weekends the family stayed at their new home. Two months later an apartment became available for Aunt Pauline. Darren and Ji helped her pack and move. …………………………………………………….. In the spring of 1985 as the Gunthries moved into their new home PT was immersed in his third year at Ohio State. He was thrilled when he was notified by the office of the Dean that his application to work at the Ohio Agricultural Research and Development Center, a unit of Ohio State’s College of Agriculture located in Wooster, had been accepted. He would have a full time summer paid position at this research center a 25 minute commute from the bed he and David shared at the farm. It had been three years since their wild night at Club Cleveland. While they had found the experience interesting neither suggested nor wanted to return. When their friend Jim visited they no longer invited him into their bed. However, both were constantly horny and admitted to each other that most days while others took a smoking break at work they each took their fist in hand in someplace private. Once PT got caught by one of his coworkers while he jerked off in an empty cow stall in the barn. He did not hear him coming and as they stared into each other’s eyes with PT holding his hard dick the guy joked, “Too bad you aren’t a bull. You could get good money for your stud service.” This embarrassing situation did not stop PT from future activities, he was just more vigilant. Their daytime solos did not diminish their togetherness. Each got a healthy serving of the other’s protein at least twice daily either immediately after work before showers while each had the true essence of a man and/or at bedtime and/or a happy interlude in the middle of the night and/or the celebration of a tall woodie wake up. David and PT usually had Thursday dinner at the Gunthrie’s where Lucy and Ji prepared a hearty dinner and the men (Solomon, Darren, PT and David) discussed farm issues. Dinner was preceded by a tour of the barn with seven year old Tommy participating in the discussions. David enjoyed his frequent after work visits with his new friend Darren. Their discussions ranged from farming to politics to their future plans. Tommy and his younger brother always tagged along during these visits of ‘Uncle David’. Darren had installed two basketball hoops in the barn, one normal height and one little boy height. The two men and two boys would have mini basketball games in the winter and baseball and football games in yard other times. The boys looked forward to visits to County Feed and Seed where David would explain the use of various pieces of John Deere heavy equipment while the boys sat in the driver’s seat. In January 1986 when Ji and Darren took a few days off for some quality time together Lucy looked after the boys and ‘Uncle David’ stayed at the house to help in the evenings and mornings. Solomon’s health continued to deteriorate. He walked with a cane and was unable to go outside unassisted. He rarely visited the barn. However, every evening at dinner Darren discussed farm activities with him and frequently asked his advice on various matters. This was done as a courtesy. The old man was frequently confused and some of his suggestions were outdated. But Solomon did enjoy the conversations and respect Darren showed him not knowing that frequently Darren did the opposite suggested. February 1986 One Thursday evening at about 9:00 David received a frantic call from Lucy. Ji and Darren had gone to Church, Ji for choir practice and Darren to help a group of men painting the Sunday school rooms. On the way home there had been an accident. Lucy had no details except that Ji and Darren had been taken to Media Hospital. David told Lucy he would go to the hospital and call her when he had news. Upon arrival at the hospital David learned that Ji was in the emergency room and Darren in surgery. Since he was not an immediate family member he could not be given any other information. He called Uncle Will from a pay phone to explain the situation as he knew it and waited for Ji. When she was told that he was in the waiting room of the small hospital she asked if he could be with her while she waited for x-ray results on her arm. Her only injury was a broken arm that was put in a cast. By 2:00 in the morning she was released. They immediately went to the surgical waiting room and waited to talk to a doctor. At 5:00 they were approached by the doctor. Darren had suffered life threatening injuries and had passed away never regaining consciousness after the accident. David held Ji as she wept. Within an hour they were back at the farm. When Lucy, a light sleeper, heard the front door open she came to them. Hearing the tragic news she was devastated as she considered Ji and Darren family, not just hired help. At 6:00 David called his mother, Rachel. They decided the boys should not be told that morning and go to school to give their mother time to come to grips about the situation. Ji told the boys she was not feeling well and that ‘Aunt Rachel’ had come over to get them off to school. An exhausted Ji went to bed after the boys left for school and David returned to his home while Rachel stayed with Lucy. Upon arrival home David gave Uncle Will the sad news. Will was both sympathetic and practical. When David lamented that he did not know what would happen to the farm Will replied, “You should buy it.” David looked at Will and almost laughed, “No bank will give a couple of twenty- two year old guys who don’t even have a ‘pot to piss in’ a loan.” Wishing that his lover, JB, was here to advise him Uncle Will made a proposal. “I love you and PT as if you were my own sons. In case you are not aware of my financial situation I am comfortable, very comfortable. My love of many years, JB, helped me invest wisely. While most of my resources are invested in real estate in Georgia I do have a substantial bank account balance and some stocks that can be sold now. I will contact my financial adviser in Georgia to discuss how to handle this. When we discuss with Drew the purchase of his parent’s farm tell him that any sale will be arranged so that his parents have the right to live in the farm house as long as they desire. Tell Ji that you hope to buy the farm and that she and the boys can stay there indefinitely. David immediately called PT in Columbus. He had not departed for class and was able to have a short conversation with his love. PT was shocked and saddened about the events of the night. Having heard comments of his father about Uncle Will PT was not surprised at his uncle’s wealth. Also, he was not surprised that Uncle Will would make the offer. PT agreed to the basic concept and asked David to talk to Drew on their behalf. An exhausted David then went to his employer at County Feed and Seed. His boss, the owner, was sympathetic to the situation. Being April this was a busy time for both the farm and the store. They agreed that David would immediately work shortened days so he would have time to work at the farm until a decision was made about his buying it. If he and PT were successful with the purchase he would work reduced hours while training his successor. David then returned to the farm and sat with Ji and the boys as they were told about their father. Drew arrived later that evening to both console his parents, especially his mother, and seek advice from David or anyone on what to do immediately to take care of the farm. PT cut a late afternoon class and rushed up from Columbus arriving at about the same time as Drew. David suggested that he, PT and Drew go out to the barn for a discussion. Drew was shocked and relieved when David presented their proposal. “PT and I would like to purchase the farm, house and all equipment. We propose that an appraiser be hired to value the property and give a purchase value. We have the resources available to make a down payment within two weeks and pay off the balance in a year or sooner. For a nominal rent your parents would have the right to live in the house as long as they desire. Until we come to an agreement I with the help of PT as he completes his final semester at Ohio State will manage the farm.” For the first time since he had arrived Drew had a smile on his face. “While this is a lot to consider I think your proposal is both reasonable and workable. While I am not going to say ‘yes’ today I see no reason why we cannot come to a mutually acceptable arrangement. Please do as you consider necessary to maintain the farm and prepare for spring planting. I have a checking account in my name with Darren as a signer at the Media Bank. Tomorrow morning we will go to the bank and add one of your names as a signer on the account. You will have access to money to keep the farm going until we reach a final agreement and close on the sale.” There were so many mourners at the funeral service in the small country church that folding chairs were set up in the side aisles and a few late comers stood behind the last row of pews. Ji sat in the front pew with her sons and Darren’s brother who had driven up from Cincinnati. Darren’s sister, eight months pregnant, could not attend. She and Ji had long telephone conversations after Darren’s death. To Ji’s surprise and shock Darren’s parents had driven up from Kentucky. Darren had had no contact with his parents since they had moved away following his father’s attempted rape of Ji. She realized the parents had the right to know their son had died. Darren’s brother had contacted them with the news. At the reception in the church hall following the service Ji’s brother and David stayed at her side while she received expressions of condolences. To her shock Darren’s mother approached her and without so much as a hello stated, “We will be taking Darren’s boys back to Kentucky with us where they will be with real family. Since you being a foreigner and a cripple at that (Ji’s broken arm was still in a sling) its only right that their kin have the children. We know our rights so you just pack up those boys so we can get on the road.” Ji was shocked. As Darren’s brother began telling them that they would take the boys over his dead body David walked over to Drew who was sitting with his parents. He quickly explained the threat by Darren’s parents. Drew stood, took a $20 bill out of his pocket saying, “I’m paying you for some of the supplies you bought for the farm. Take this, your earned money and lend it to Ji. Tell her to just hold it in her hand. Don’t worry I will take care of this horrible situation.” David walked back to Ji and handed her the $20 bill telling her he was lending it to her and to just hold it. Drew then approached Ji and took her aside. “Ji, don’t worry about the threat you received from those bastards. I will take care of this. If you want to hire me to be the attorney for you and your children in custody matters I will gladly represent you. May I talk to those rotten people on your behalf?” When a tearful Ji shook her head yes as Drew continued. “To seal our deal making me the legal spokesperson for you and the boys I will need a cash retainer.” As he took the $20 bill out of her hand he told her to refer any concerns about the welfare of the children to him. Drew then approached Darren’s parents. “I have been retained as the lawyer representing the interests of Mrs. Gunthrie and her two sons. If you have any questions or concerns about the well-being of the boys you should contact me. You implied that she is not fit to keep the children since she is a foreigner and a cripple. Being a foreigner has no bearing on the rights of a mother. Not that it is relevant to the situation but she is a US citizen. The assertion that a mother’s broken arm makes her unsuitable to have custody is ludicrous. As their legal representative I am ordering you to have no additional contact with Mrs. Gunthrie or her sons. In Medina County if you believe that a child is in danger you should contact authorities, either Child Welfare or the Sheriff. See that woman in the blue dress over there. She sang in the choir at Darren’s service and every Sunday sings in the choir with Ji. She is the County Welfare Officer. Report your concerns to her or that man in uniform over there. The Sheriff is a good friend of Darren and Mrs. Gunthrie. He will certainly look out for their interests. If you want to contact Mrs. Gunthrie or the children you must do it through my office. Now that you have been warned any unwanted contact will be considered harassment and you will be reported to the Sheriff. Here is my business card. Call my office to arrange an appointment if you wish to pursue what you claim to be your rights, as ridiculous as they are.” Drew handed them his card and walked away. David who had listened to the conversation questioned Drew, “You do realize the lady in the blue dress is a librarian at the boy’s school, not a welfare official?” Drew smiled as he replied, “Oh, was I mistaken, shame on me. Actually my legal specialty is corporate take overs. All I know about child welfare is what I’ve seen on TV. If those bastards knew anything about child law they could report me to the bar association for lying. I will deny saying it and you are the only witness as to what I said.” With a big grin David replied, “I saw you talking to Darren’s parents but could not hear a word you said as the children are making so much noise.” Meanwhile, Rachel, David’s mother, had been alerted to the conversation and had taken the boys to her home just in case those ‘crazies’ tried to do something. The tragic accident had happened as Darren drove Ji home from church after her choir practice and his work session. As they drove south on Route 3 a semi-truck crossed the center line as the driver reached for a pack of cigarettes. The impact crushed the driver’s side of their car with Darren at the wheel. Little damage was done to the truck pulling a trailer filled with reels of industrial steel wire. Skid marks on the road left little doubt that the truck was totally responsible for the accident. Drew offered to have his office negotiate the substantial settlement that should be due from the trucking company and its insurer. While the aspects of the appraisal and sale took longer than expected within a month David and PT jointly owned the farm with a mortgage held by Drew until final payment was made as Uncle Will raised money by selling stock investments and property in Georgia. Meanwhile the operation of the farm continued without interruption. Since Drew had power of attorney to represent his parents Lucy and Solomon were never fully aware of the sale arrangements. They continued their lives as if they were still the owners. David and PT were careful to discuss farm operations with Solomon as if he were the owner. Ji and the boys continued to live there as David became a father figure, not father replacement to the boys. Two weeks after the closing on the property (six weeks after Darren’s death) Ji using Solomon’s car which he no longer used visited a doctor in Medina. That evening she took David aside. While he slept at Uncle Will’s farm house he spent most evenings with Ji until the boys went to bed. She told him that she had visited the doctor and he confirmed what she had suspected, she was two months pregnant. She cried as David held her. She told him that her tears were a combination of both sadness and happiness. While she was aware of David’s and PT’s commitment to each other having a man as tender as David hold her was very soothing and sensual. When she told Lucy the next day both women shared tears of sadness and happiness. David called Drew to inform him of the pregnancy. While Drew had been negotiating an insurance settlement for a widow and two young children the insurance claim would increase since the deceased had left behind an additional child, unborn. Six months later Drew convinced his mother that she and her father should move to a retirement apartment near Medina. Solomon and Lucy would move into an elderly complex where they would have an apartment with a full kitchen. Their living arrangement included breakfast and dinner being served in a dining room. The same property included an assisted living section and skilled nursing home. As their needs changed the level of care needed would be available. Luckily one of Lucy’s best friends from church had recently moved there and would provide needed companionship. The boys and Ji told Lucy they would visit often and they did. Most Sundays one of them picked up Lucy and Solomon to go to church followed by a visit to the farm. Prior to the old couples moving out David, PT and Ji discussed future living arrangements. The two men were still living with Uncle Will about a ten minute drive from the farm. They agreed that the very pregnant Ji should not live alone in the big house with her sons. David suggested that she move into the bedroom previously occupied by Lucy and Solomon on the ground floor and that the men move to a bedroom upstairs down the hall from Ji’s sons. Ji knew she had no right to stay there and that with the insurance settlement could rent a small apartment for her family. However, PT and David were more than just landlords, they were like brothers to her and fathers to her five and seven year old sons. Since ‘the elephant in the room’ was David’s and PT’s relationship it had to be discussed openly before they moved in. David stated that they would not only share a room, they would share a bed and that it would be obvious to the boys. Ji’s reply, “After Darren, you two are the most caring and compassionate men I have ever known. While I admit I do not understand your relationship it must be good since you are such respectable men. I am sure the boys will just accept you as you are.” When they announced the planned move to the boys they got big smiles on their faces and asked: ‘When will you move?’ ‘What rooms will you have?’ “Can we help you move?” David had helped Ji pick out wallpaper and curtains for her new bedroom. Just prior to their moving, with the help of a friend from church, David and PT repapered her room and hung the new curtains turning the drab old fashion decorated room into a cheery modern place. David had attended childbirth classes with Ji. Neither had a problem that the other couples in the class assumed they were man and wife. Three weeks after PT and David moved in they were awakened by Ji calling from downstairs. She thought she needed to go to the hospital. Six hours later with David in the delivery room, little Rebecca greeted the world. David held the tiny human in his arms with all the love that the father who had created her would have. PT and David performed all the acts of baby care from changing diapers to cuddling except of course feeding. Ji, without hesitation, breast fed ‘Becky as she was called, in front of her two fathers (David – Dad and PT – Pop). At her first year birthday party a very spoiled and happy Becky called out the names of those around her. Mama, Dad (David), Pop (PT), Tommy and Josh her brothers, Nana and Grandpa (David’s parents) as well as Grama and Gramps (PT’s parents). Starting soon after her birth Nana (Rachel) had taken her at least once a week to her home while Ji volunteered at the library of the boys’ school. September 1988 About a week after Becky’s second birthday Ji scheduled an appointment with the family doctor. She had not told anyone but she just did not feel right. She had lost weight, had constant heartburn and had stomach and back pains. When the doctor saw her he was immediately alarmed. While she had not, he noticed her skin was slightly yellow. Blood test results available a few days later confirmed the doctor’s suspicions. She had internal organs that were not functioning properly. He realized she immediately needed an examination by a specialists and scheduled an appointment at the Cleveland Clinic. When Uncle Will heard that David was taking her for a series of tests at Cleveland Clinic he suggested they stay with his friend Vlad. Uncle Will called Vlad who without hesitation invited them to stay with him and Aiden. Vlad had met both David and Ji during visits to the farm house over the years. Ji and David arrived the afternoon prior to Ji’s first consultation and series of tests. That evening Vlad and Aiden took them out to dinner. An exhausted Ji went to bed immediately after they returned to the apartment. David enjoyed conversation with the older men. Vlad and Aiden would have gladly invited him to share their bed but Uncle Will had told them David and his lover were in a monogamist relationship. The next day David stayed with Ji between tests at the clinic. When she had test, scans or consultations he read Michener’s latest, Alaska, a gift from Vlad. At the end of the day David, at her request, accompanied her as the results were discussed. She had a form of advanced pancreatic cancer that had aggressively attacked her internal organs. They discussed treatment options, all of which required visits to Cleveland Clinic. The doctor was not at all optimistic about recovery. After a quiet supper prepared by Aiden, David went to Ji’s room to discuss the future. They were both exhausted. David returned to his room and put on pajamas and a bathrobe. (When PT and David lived alone on the second floor of Uncle Will’s farm house they slept naked. When they moved to the house with Ji and her sons they slept in night shirts that hung loose down to their knees providing modesty when standing and total availability to each other when in bed.) He returned to Ji’s bedroom for more comforting. As she laid under the covers he sat in a chair. Following tearful conversation Ji said, “Please hold me.” As David slid into the bed and pulled the covers up. It just seemed the natural thing to do. As the strong, tall farmer wrapped his arms around the petite woman she rested her head on his shoulder. As she cried herself to sleep she mourned, not for herself, but for her children. Her final words of the night were, “David, the boys and Becky love you and PT. If anything happens to me I pray that you two could raise my children. But I know society and the law will not permit it.” As she slept in his arms David fantasized having the children, seeing Becky walk down the lane on her first day of school, seeing the boys helping on the farm, seeing all of them graduate from high school and then seeing each getting married, and finally holding his grandchildren. Then he scolded himself for having such happy thoughts. Two men living together would never be allowed to have a family like that.
  10. Tallguyct

    Out of the Closet

    Thanks for reading. As you read the next chapters you will wonder, Why is a poor, straight Kentucky farmer and his Korean wife introduced to the story? Something will eventually happen in the lives of PT and David that was unthinkable back in the 1980s but possible today.
  11. 1982 The boys were in their final term in high school, PT in his large suburban school and David in his small country school. Neither attend the senior prom. While PT’s parents fully understood his reluctance to go David’s parents were bewildered by their son’s lack of interest in girls. Rachel, David’s mother, had made numerous attempts to set him up with the right girl. A week after graduation The Smith and Kowalski combined families had a dinner prepared by Ann and Louise. The children were surprised that wine was served as part of the meal. While all had experimented with alcohol it had never been done with their parent’s permission or knowledge. To all the children this indicated the meal would be a special event. Between the main course and dessert Tom was the first speaker of a planned and rehearsed talk to their children, “We have something we want to discuss with our children. Twenty-seven years ago during the fall term of our senior year of high school I met an incredible person. On the outside he and I were very different. In our hearts we were soul mates. I was the popular quarterback for the school football team.” At this point Peter interrupted, “He was not just a good football player, he was named the outstanding high school football star of the entire eight team league. He was more than just popular, he was the envy of most guys and the dream of many girls, a real hottie.” Tom continued, “Let’s just say some would say I was popular. One day by chance a classmate I had never talked to before and I shared a seat on a bus returning from an away game. This guy was very different from me. He was a very serious student with one of the highest grade averages in the senior class. He was quiet and not someone everyone knew. Although at first he was reluctant to talk we were soon discussing guy stuff, some things that we had never told anyone. To make a long story short we became more than just best buddies.” Peter continued, “And have been ever since that fateful day in 1955. We soon both realized this was the person each of us wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. Actually, we became lovers.” At this point twenty year old daughter of Ann and Tom, also named Ann, broke in, “Are you telling me you are a couple of homos.” Tom replied, “You may use any term you desire. Yes, we have been together ever since meeting.” Tom: “About a month after meeting we suspected two girls in our senior class might be in the same situation.” Ann, the mother, continued, “Louise and I had been ‘friends’ for over a year. Like your fathers we were very different on the outside. I was the head cheerleader and had numerous boys pursuing me. But my real friend was Louise, a very quiet, scholarly girl. To our classmates Louise and I were very similar to your fathers: one quiet, studious and the other popular and outgoing. Of course my future husband and I knew each other, me being the head cheerleader and he the star quarterback. He was probably the only popular guy that was not trying to date me.” Tom: “And she was most likely the only popular girl that was not hot for me. To most guys this would be a disappointment, to me it was a relief.” Ann: “The popular quarterback approached me suggesting we, he, I, Louise and Peter, meet at the bowling alley snack bar for a serious discussion. Actually he begged me to ask Louise to meet with them. I realize now why he selected the bowling alley. It was a very popular place and a group of teenagers hanging out together would be very normal. The place was noisy so we could easily have a private conversation. These two guys, your fathers, told us about their relationship, pleading that we keep it secret. They told us about their suspicions about us and suggested the four of us double date so we could go to high school events without the girl / boy pressures. They left the table to play pinball games, a very normal thing for guys to do, while we discussed the proposition. I remember today the words I spoke when they returned to the table as if it happened yesterday: ‘You guys are insane. What you are proposing is the most outlandish plan we have ever heard. You want us to pretend to be hot for you when you are really hot for each other. No one in their right mind would agree to what you suggest’. Your fathers got looks of panic on their faces and I thought they were going to run away as I continued: ‘Nevertheless we are also insane and probably out of our minds. And as you have discovered, we are hot for each other. So let’s go to the dance this weekend and rock and roll. Come on boys, let’s get out of this dump’.” Louise continued: “That was twenty-seven years ago. The four of us have been inseparable since. We started double dating. To our classmates we were two boy/ girl couples. However, we were really boy/boy and girl/girl couples living lives as our hearts, not the rules of society dictated.” Peter continued: “Actually, for Louise and I our home life became a lot easier. Both of our mothers had been hounding us about our lack of interest in the opposite sex and dating. Now we were dating on a regular basis while also having quality time with our real love. We attended university together, got married after graduation, had kids and lived ‘happily ever after’.” Ann’s final statement: “We are not going to pry into our children’s sex lives nor give you details of ours. However, we assume you might be wondering how a girl/girl couple and boy/boy couple had children. To alleviate any concerns, I can tell you that you were all created in the regular way.” Young Ann who was always willing to criticize anyone for any reason blurted out: “So my parents are a queer and we have been living a lie. That is just fucking great.” Since all had learned that arguing with daughter Ann was always confrontational, no one commented on her outburst. Louise then commented: While we four are very happy with our lives it is probably best not to share it with others. While we don’t care if it ‘gets out’ it might make our friends and relatives uncomfortable.” Tom continued, “If my mother, your grandmother, discovered our arrangement she would probably go into deep depression. She would make the life of Father Sean, her spiritual advisor for years, uncomfortable. She would be in church everyday praying for our lost souls, lighting candles and saying God knows how many Hail Marys. Father Sean has known, through my confession, since I was about fifteen years old of my sexual orientation. He assured me it was God’s will, it was normal for some boys and nothing to be ashamed of although since many would condemn me out of ignorance to keep it to myself. He knew about our situation and counseled all of us prior to our marriages.” Following a brief period of silence PT spoke up. “Since we are on the subject, I want to explain my situation to you. As I am sure you have noticed, David Winkler and I are close. We have been best ‘buddies’ all our lives. We plan to share our lives as two men together. As soon as I graduate from Ohio State with a degree in agriculture we will purchase a farm together. I came out to our parents a while ago and they have been very supportive. I hope and pray the young adults of these families also support us.” His sister, Louise, commented: “No surprise there. I love you and support you.” “As do I.” Stated Sean (son of Tom and Ann and Louis’s boyfriend / bed partner) As young Ann stormed out of the room she ranted, “Holy shit, I have been living in a house full of perverts all my life. No wonder my life is so screwed up.” As usual the rest just ignored her. Then Peter asked, “Does anyone else have an important announcement or confession to make?” He directed his attention to Sean as he said this. Sean, with a big grin replied, “A few days ago I asked Uncle Peter (while technically not his uncle the children had called their parents lovers ‘aunt’ and ‘uncle’) for the hand of his charming daughter in marriage. We had a man to man talk about such obligations and he seemed very happy to give her away. We are planning a June wedding soon after the end of our first year at Ohio State.” Peter commented, “The request was not a surprise, for years it has been more of a ‘When’ not ‘If’. As dessert was served the remaining seven discussed the plans to attend Ohio State of PT, Louise and Sean and most important the upcoming wedding. A few days later mother Louise had ‘the talk’ with daughter Louise. They had already discussed sex years earlier. However, more for friendliness than necessity the talk was initiated. Mother already knew her daughter was on the pill and assumed she was ‘doing it’ with her boyfriend now fiancée. Tom had a similar discussion with his son. Since they had been very open about sex again the discussion was aimed to keep communication open, not because it was absolutely needed. ………………………………………………… A week after high school graduation David started a full time position at County Feed and Seed. He looked forward to this job as it would give him insights into aspects of farming he had not encountered as in the past he had just done what his father had told him to do. This position would not only give him awareness of supplies that farmers need but the economic aspects of farm management. While over fifty years earlier the store had started selling just animal feed supplies and seeds it had evolved into a full service farm store. As a dealership of John Deere equipment the store sold anything a farmer would need from simple garden tools to heavy equipment such as tractors, combines and balers. With its modern equipment service center David would be exposed to all areas of farm operations and management. David was not needed on the family farm on a fulltime basis as his older brother, Paul Junior, and father worked there fulltime. Paul Junior had recently married and it was assumed he would eventually take over the farm. David planned to jointly own a farm with PT someday so had no desire to work with his father and brother on a long time basis. Working at a farm supply store would not only give him insight into farm management it would provide a separation from his family while PT attended Ohio State. David moved in with Uncle Will who was not only happy for his company but at his age, 87 years old, wanted someone to help him manage his home. PT obtained a summer job at County Feed and Seed. While David’s position required knowledge of the products and working with customers PT was hired to be a laborer working in the warehouse and assisting with deliveries. After a hard day’s work that required David’s brain and PT’s brawn they shared nights together doing among other things planning their future. …………………………………………………….. July 1982 Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear Louise and PT Happy birthday to you. At the family birthday party PT shared with his twin sister they celebrated a significant age, eighteen. Now they were officially adults. Sean, Louise’s fiancée, would turn eighteen in September a week after classes started. Now that he was officially a man, PT and David, who had turned eighteen earlier that year, looked forward to their visit to the gay bathhouse described to them in detail by their one year older friend Jim. The day after his birthday party in Columbus PT returned to the farm to be with David and Uncle Will. The following weekend their friend Jim who was home from Trinity College in Hartford for the summer and had offered to take them on a tour of Club Cleveland visited the farm. Although Jim had never visited Club Cleveland he assumed he would find no surprises in Cleveland as he had been to Club Hartford, Club Columbus and St Mark’s in New York City. Jim who had a summer job in Columbus arrived at the farm Friday evening. While the boys had few if any secrets from Uncle Will they decided not to share their plans to visit the baths Saturday evening. They told him they were going out Saturday evening to celebrate PT’s coming of age and that they might be late. As soon as PT and David returned from their jobs at County Feed and Seed the three departed for the hour drive to downtown Cleveland. Arriving at Club Cleveland about 7pm (19.00) they got a room and locker for themselves and Jim got his own room. Jim told them to go to their room, get naked and wait for him with the door closed. The anticipation of what might happen resulted in the boys getting hard. However, they refrained from touching themselves or each other as they wanted to be totally ready for this adventure. Their feelings ran from total horniness to fear of the unknown while sitting on the bed waiting . Jim’s comment when he arrived: “Looks like you two are ready for action,” was said with a leer and chuckle. “Wrap you towels around your waists like I have done, tuck your hard dicks in and let’s take a tour”. The two tall, young, muscular farm boys were the immediate attention of the mixed crowd. After quick peeks into the sauna and steam room they walked past the whirlpool and TV area where porn was playing on a TV hooked up to a VCR tape. While most men had towels wrapped around their waists the boys saw naked guys in their small rooms with doors open, in the sauna and steam room and in the TV area where a couple of guys without towels played with their hard dicks. The last stop on the tour was a dim room with benches wide enough to lay on along the wall. They could see shapes of men sucking and jerking. As their eyes became more accustomed to the darkness they saw a guy sitting in a chair of leather straps (sling) hanging from the ceiling. His feet were held up by stirrups on the front straps exposing an inviting ass. Jim whispered, “That guy wants to be fucked. He is ready.” To the amazement of the boys Jim walked up to the guy and rolled on one of the condoms he was carrying. He placed his dick against the ready rosebud and shoved in. The guy just let him do it. To the surprise of PT and David there appeared to be no emotion. They had assumed the guy would scream with either pain or delight. Jim clasped his arms behind his head while pumping in and out. They were observing their first real live fuck. They had seen pictures of guys fucking in various positions including the use of a sling in their porn collection borrowed without asking from the hidden catch PT had found in his father’s home office years earlier. After a few minutes Jim pulled out and pulled the condom off. The boys thought Jim was ready to cum but he just stepped back. As he led the boys away he quietly said, “That was a no feeling fuck. That hole was so loose that I hardly had any sensitivity. My hand gives me more pleasure than sticking it into a wide open, unemotional space. While it might have looked enjoyable for me, it was kind of boring. That is not the way most fucks are. With the right guy you can have the most intense and glorious feelings ever.” Stopping at the entrance to the steam room they followed Jim’s lead removing their towels and hanging them on a hook near the door. Entering the room they were met with a hot, dimly lit, steamy haze. Being only able to see vague shapes they soon lost Jim. David grabbed PT’s hand as they navigated the area. They stopped in a corner and just stood there attempting to see what was going on. David released PT’s hand. Almost immediately PT felt a hand on his dick. He assumed it was David’s. Then to his surprise he felt a warmth on his dick. Through the haze he saw a guy kneeling in front of him swallowing his rock hard piece. He did as Jim had told him to do if anyone advanced on him in an unwanted way, he gently pushed the head away and placed his hand over his dick to protect it from invasion. When he turned to David he saw another guy was leaning into him playing with his nipple. PT turned to David while pushing the guy away. He embraced his love. The two wrapped their arms around each other as their sweaty chests and dicks pressed into the other. PT whispered, “This place is weird. Never did I think so many guys would want to have sex. Would you believe that right now someone is playing with my ass? Oh, my god, he is trying to shove his finger in my hole.” As he said this PT removed an arm that was wrapped around David and reached back to push away the intruder. By mutual consent, without asking, the two boys walked out of the room. The light coming in through the glass door revealed activity near the entrance. They saw a guy standing tall with his arms behind his head pumping into the mouth of someone kneeling. This was the same stance Jim had used when he fucked the guy on the sling. They then realized the standing guy was Jim. Jim saw his friends and said, “I’ll catch up with you later,” as he continued to pump. The sweaty boys showered and decided to enter the bubbling hot pool. The square pool had underwater benches on each side. The two men in the pool smiled at the handsome farm boys. One was sitting opposite while the other was to their left. Both men were at least the age of their fathers. One was hairy and the other had a hairless upper chest, all that they could see as the rest of the bodies were submerged. As PT and David sat side by side David felt something on the side of his leg moving up toward his dick. He reached down and discovered the foot of the guy opposite him on his leg. The guy had lowered himself into the pool up to his neck to extend his body so his foot would reach across the pool. While David felt the urge to grab the foot and pull on it to force the intruder away he just pushed it away as he clamped his legs closed. PT was not aware of the attack on his friend. David moved his hand to PT’s submerged cock and caressed it while PT returned the favor. A total feeling of contentment overcame the two as the bubbles of the warm water massaged their bodies. PT’s bliss was interrupted when he felt someone entering the pool next to him. He looked up at the body of a handsome guy of about thirty sliding in next to him. As the man settled in his body pressed against PT’s. The touching of this man felt good. PT did not want to move away. He could have moved toward David to escape from the side touch of the handsome stranger. As the bubbling hid any activity under water the man pressed his leg against PT’s. For some reason unknown to PT having this particular man touch him sent erotic tingles through his body. Then PT felt a hand on his upper leg. He could have and his brain told him he should have pushed it away, but he did not. As the hand moved up it encountered David’s hand embracing PT’s hardness. Man stroked David’s hand. Then David let Man caress PT’s. Man whispered into PT’s ear: “A triple crown: young, big and most impressive – uncut natural.” PT without prompting reached for Man’s now hard dick. The hard, cut, average piece hardened more at PT’s touch. Man reached over to David’s dick and whispered to both, “Let’s go to my room. You two are the hottest guys here.” PT turned to David and the two nodded ‘yes’ to each other. The three hard dicks stepped out of the pool and followed Man down the hall with towels slung over their shoulders giving a glorious parade of young masculinity. As soon as they were in the tiny cubical Man closed and locked the door. He then kneeled and briefly inspected each hard dick. Leaning in he swallowed all of PT’s uncut masterpiece. After a couple of lip strokes he swallowed David’s. Then Man stood, got on the bed and laid on his back, “Who is going to fuck me first?” Neither of the boys had anticipated this offer nor thought they would want it. But each suddenly had an urge as they ogled the handsome young man with his ass slightly raised on a pillow. Man reached over and pulled PT toward him. PT said, “I need a condom.” Man replied, “That is not necessary. I am clean and you two look clean to me. I want to feel your dick in me.” As horny as PT was he persevered saying, “I will not do it without protection.” Man reluctantly reached for a small bag on the shelf next to the bed and took out condoms. PT rolled one on and kneeled on the bed between Man’s legs in a position he had seen in photos in their porn collection. Man reached for a small bottle on the shelf and squeezed lube on his rosebud and PT’s protected dick. As PT shoved in Man cried out, “Go slow big boy. Have not had one that big in a long time.” PT stopped with his dick half way in not knowing what to do. Then Man said, “OK, I’m ready.” PT pushed in as far as he could go. The feeling was erotic, like nothing he had ever felt. By instinct he pulled half way out and then pushed back in. Man moaned in pleasure. After a couple of more strokes PT felt his juices rising. While the feeling was intense afterward he realized it was less than a good suck from his love, David. As PT pulled out Man looked at David, “I’m ready for more!” David was ready with a dripping in anticipation dick. The feeling of rolling on a condom almost took him over the edge. He was amazed at how easily his dick slid in to the opening that had been prepared by his lover. Within three strokes the eager farmer filled the condom. As Man thanked the boys they departed. As they walked down the hall with towels tightly wrapped around their waists PT asked, “So what did you think of your first fuck.” David replied, “It was OK, but I prefer the loving of my man. Your lips on my dick feel better than his ass.” PT put his arm around his love, “Yes, I agree. Did you notice that he was not hard while we fucked? Do you think he really enjoyed it? He certainly was aggressive in getting us to do it.” David replied, “That is a wonderment. I do not understand. I would have thought our fucking would make him hard and bring him over the edge. As far as I am concerned we have seen it, we have done it, That is enough.” PT: “You mean you don’t want me to shove my dick up your ass as soon as we return to the room?” David: “Actually I would rather hold you tight over fucking Mr. Handsome. You are all I need or want.” PT smiled as he said, “Prove it.” As they entered their tiny room they rolled onto the bed in a tight embrace. Although each had cum just minutes earlier each was hard as they deep kissed, cuddled, moved into the 69 position and then simultaneously swallowed each other’s juice. Following a short nap while embraced they explored observing various activities in the steam room, sauna, TV area and sling followed by a return to the hot tub. While the tour was interesting neither had any desire to get involved with others. As the three drove back to the farm Jim raved about his exploits. When he told about the glorious fuck of a guy whose description seemed to fit that of the guy they had fucked, PT asked if he was the tall, handsome guy of about thirty that had a room a few doors down from theirs. When Jim replied ‘Yes’ PT told him that they had observed him being fucked and that they had noticed that although he seemed to be enjoying it his dick was not hard. PT did not tell Jim that the person he watched fuck the guy was his own David. Jim replied that he was also surprised that the guy never got hard. He also told them that since he had already fucked and cum twice his dick took more time to finish and that his fuck lasted at least twenty minutes. He explained that all guys are different with most getting hard when fucked. He had been with one guy who shot his load while being fucked although his dick was never touched. While they boys wanted to just cuddle with each other after returning home they did not tell Jim he was not welcome in their bed. Luckily Jim’s dick was satisfied with his experience at the baths and he did not initiate a late night encounter as the three slept together. The following morning the boys got up early to milk the cows and did not return to bed. Jim had obligations at home and departed soon after breakfast Sunday morning. As soon as Jim departed the boys sat in the kitchen and shared late morning coffee and pastries with Uncle Will. They told him about their adventure at the baths leaving out no important details. Uncle Will seemed genuinely interested. Will then retold the boys about his visit Club Cleveland almost twenty years earlier with some friends. He did not tell that the ‘friends’ who took him to the baths were PT’s father and Tom. He did not think they would be surprised or shocked that PT’s father visited such a place but felt it was something Peter should share with his son if he so desired. Will told about meeting the Russian, Vlad, and the amazement of the friends who had escorted him there when he did not return with them instead going to the home of the Russian. The boys had met Vlad a number of times when he visited the farm with his love Aiden. As a professor at Western Reserve University and an immigrant from the Soviet Union who had been in the Soviet army during World War II and then spied for the Americans when assigned to Soviet command in Berlin he was an interesting person. The remainder of the summer the boys lived with Uncle Will while working at County Feed and Seed. ………………………………………….. Although the Ohio State campus was an easy commute by car or bus from their suburban home the parents encouraged their children to live on or near campus. PT and Sean hoped to find a small apartment to share while Louise would move into a dormitory. They settled on an apartment over a Pizza Restaurant on High Street not far from the south end of the campus. The three room apartment had a combination living room / kitchen and two bedrooms. The used furniture that they acquired from their grandparents, parents and a used furniture store included a double bed for the small bedroom and single bed for the even smaller bedroom. While Louise’s parents assumed she was planning to stay in a girls’ dorm she had other plans. Her brother, PT, had no problem sharing the apartment with the engaged couple. When Louise and Sean announced their plan to live together their parents expressed no objections. It would have been hypocritical for the parents to object since the two boy lovers and two girl lovers had shared rooms all during their college days at Kent State University. As the school year began everyone was happy with their living arrangements. PT was content in his small bed in his tiny room where he studied frequently to the quiet sounds of love making in the next room. Within a week the three were comfortable sharing space in the small apartment. At least two mornings a week all needed to be up and out for early classes. Seeing each other in various stages of undress became just a part of living, no big deal. Sean would shower while PT shaved and then they would reverse. Sometimes Louise was also there putting on makeup as one of the boys showered. About one weekend a month PT visited David at the farm. Most other weekends David visited PT sharing his bed as they attempted to be as quiet as possible. Obnoxious sister Ann was in her third year at University of Cincinnati. No one knew if she was happy but all were happy she was far away. A few miles away at their suburban home the parents had changed their sleeping arrangements on a modified permanent basis. Louise moved next door into Ann’s bedroom while Tom gave up his bed to move over with Peter. They kept the arrangement somewhat flexible returning to their spouses when the children were home or parents visited. PT’s first year in The College of Agriculture at Ohio State was rigorous and exhausting. However frequent visits by David to Columbus and PT to the farm gave the young man a welcomed diversion from his studies. ……………………………………………. June 1983 PT happily supported his sister by being ‘Best Man’ to Sean at their wedding. Following the service a reception with dinner and dancing completed the happy day. PT sat at the head table with the bridal couple at dinner and David was assigned to a table of friends of Louise and Sean his age. The handsome rugged young farmer David was surprised when he felt a hand on his leg as he sat at the table. The hand of a girl did not give the same pleasurable feeling he had when accosted in the hot tube of the baths. To politely stop the invasion David asked if he could get her a drink from the bar. After giving her the drink he walked over to the head table and engaged PT in conversation. PT laughed at David’s encounter telling his lover that at the obligatory dance where he as Best Man danced with the Maid of Honor she shoved herself against his deflated dick as she pulled him closer by rubbing his back. That evening PT and David had the apartment to themselves as the newlywed couple stayed at a hotel near the airport prior to their morning flight to their honeymoon destination, St. Maarten, a gift from their parents. Although exhausted from the activities of the day they eagerly embraced and more without having to worry about keeping their love making silent.
  12. Thanks for your comments. The adventures of Henry continue in Chapter 29 (in progress) with a tentative title 'Henry Teaches More than Junior High English'. His new friend , Fred, gets an education.
  13. The three previous chapters related the adventures of young PT Smith and David Winkler from 1973 to 1976 and the Smith and Kowalski families’ reaction to the welcoming announcement of the Episcopal Church of the USA. This chapter returns to 1973 to tell about Henry’s life after the death of his lover, Seth. ……………………………… In 1973 when Henry returned from his trip to attend Seth’s Memorial Service in Muddy Creek, Georgia, the visit with his family in Daisyville and the enjoyable stay with Rob, Jacob, Rachel and Andrzej in Washington, Vlad and Aiden invited him to stay with them for a few nights. The few nights turned into weeks. Henry was overwhelmed from the loss of his lover, Seth. He returned from his trip south just two weeks prior to the beginning of the school year. The time he had spent traveling was normally when he would do final plans for teaching his junior high English students. With his immediate involvement in class preparation taking over his time for grief he was concerned that once school started he would have time to dwell on his loss. In the newspaper he read a listing of classes offered at Cleveland State University and noted that a junior (3rd) year course for English majors was offered at night. The course, Modern American Literature, covered the period between World Wars I and II. While he had taken similar courses years earlier he decided any college course would keep him occupied and hopefully give him less time to morn Seth. He signed up for the course which met one night a week for three hours. Being an evening class the fifteen students included both undergraduate English majors and others, mostly adults, with a special interest in literature. The course syllabus included a list of books that would be discussed with a different one covered each week. Professor Stevens was truly interested in the subject and was an insightful interesting person to listen to. The class discussions were lively and sometimes heated. One evening in late October as Henry sat in the living room at Vlad and Aiden’s apartment reading the current book, Brave New World by Aldus Huxley, the phone rang. Henry was surprised to discover he was speaking to Professor Stevens. The professor had asked for each student to provide their phone number, if they were willing, so he could contact them about class cancellations or other significant matters. The professor told Henry he had fallen and broken his ankle. His lower leg was in a cast and the doctor insisted that he stay off his feet for a week. The professor continued telling Henry that he thought he was one of if not the most interesting and insightful members of the class. He told Henry he had considered either cancelling the class or asking a colleague to cover for him. Then he decided the best option for the class would be for Henry to lead the discussion that week. Henry was dumbfounded and did not know how to reply. Before he could say anything the professor asked him to come to his home for dinner the following evening to discuss the book and go over his lecture before Henry made a decision. Luckily, Henry had read the book years earlier and was already half way through this second reading. He stayed up late and finished it again. The following day immediately after his classes at the junior high school he drove to the professor’s home in the suburb of Lakewood. An attractive woman of about forty, same age range as the professor, answered the door. She led him to the professor’s study where he sat with his lower leg in a cast resting on a foot stool. Following a long discussion about the book and a thorough review of the professor’s lecture Henry shared a delightful meal with the family including their two teenage girls. When Henry introduced himself to the class as the instructor for this one evening there was a look of bewilderment on many of the student’s faces. Using the professor’s notes and his personal teaching style he delivered a lecture for about thirty minutes followed by energetic discussion. Everyone seemed to have an opinion on Brave New World. The novel describes life about five hundred years in the future where the citizens are engineered by artificial conception and childhood indoctrination into castes based on needs of society. The discussion that followed which Henry both moderated and enjoyed was finally interrupted when a student stated: “I must leave class now, we are fifteen minutes past regular dismissal time and my ride is waiting for me.” Henry was amazed that the class discussion had been so lively and interesting that he and the other students talked beyond the official class ending time. A few days later Henry visited the professor to return his material and discuss the activities of the class. Since the professor would soon be able to hobble around but not drive his wife was driving him to the university and picking him up at the end of the day. Henry offered to drive him home after their following class. Thus began a friendship that lasted many years. Vlad and Aiden graciously and sincerely invited Henry to continue living with them. While he enjoyed their hospitality he still felt a tremendous void without Seth. The first week he shared their king size bed. While they had fun sexual encounters he felt like an outsider and eventually began sleeping in the guest bedroom across the hall. He had six months remaining on his and Seth’s apartment lease and while he could have broken it with some financial loss he continued to pay the rent putting off making a long term decision. He visited Club Cleveland Baths about once a week. Being a tall, handsome black man with penetrating brown eyes and an impressive in size and shape uncut dick he was the object of desire for an assortment of men. While most of the encounters were erotically enjoyable all seemed to lack any tender feelings. One evening he fucked five different guys. He had tremendous self-control fucking just to the point of no return and then stopping. All five of his conquests shot incredible loads. That night as he laid alone in the bed in the guest room of Vlad’s and Aiden’s home with a very happy but exhausted dick he again had that empty feeling. His circle of friends helped keep him occupied. While the weekly dinners with Vlad / Aiden and Lee / Owen were a reminder that he was the odd man out Henry did enjoy their company and banter. About every two weeks he visited Roland and Alex. These two friends had both retired and sold their spacious beautifully landscaped home in Shaker Heights. They now lived in an upscale condominium community. While Alex put the final touches on the gourmet meal he enjoyed preparing Henry and Roland discussed books, their favorite topic after sex. Alex also felt a deep loss from Seth’s departure. Seth had been an equal manager in his landscaping business and he had planned to turn the business over to Seth. When Seth died so did Alex’s enthusiasm for the business and he had sold it. Henry had always felt especially close to this handsome Russian. Following dinner and more discussion Henry would accompany the two to their bedroom where he at age 39 gave his friend Alex aged 65 a robust fuck. Alex, a sensuous bottom, enjoyed the appetizer from the younger man to be followed by a long, tender, loving session with his lover, the well-endowed Roland, also age 65. Driving home after the fuck Henry would feel a sense of euphoria having pleased the man who was so important to his lover, Seth, but felt that emptiness having had sex but not a feeling of true love. Henry decided to go home to Georgia at Christmas. This would be his first holiday visit to his parents since moving north with Seth. By starting from the home of Peter or Tom in Columbus he would cut two and half hours off the drive and hopefully make the long part of the trip in about twelve hours. Following an enjoyable dinner with the Smith and Kowalski families he went to bed early and departed at 4:00 in the morning. He arrived home in Daisyville just as the winter sun was setting. Surrounded by family and friends he relived the Christmas traditions of years past. When he had mentioned on his Christmas card to Seth’s mother, Mrs. Cudley sent him a short letter asking him to stop for a visit in Muddy Creek. A few days later Henry received a second letter from Seth’s mother. She told him that she had run into Seth’s childhood friend, Wade, at the Piggly Wiggly grocery store and he invited Henry to stay with him or at least stop over for dinner. Henry accepted Wade’s invitation to stay there as he felt he would be more comfortable staying in an apartment building than in a Georgia small town all white neighborhood where everyone knows everyone’s business. During his previous and only visit to Muddy Creek when he was there for Seth’s Memorial Service Henry had met Wade and his partner, Mitch. He had found these handsome men to be interesting, intelligent, good conversationalist and extremely sexy. He was ashamed to admit to himself that he hoped for a roll with the two of them. After spending five days at his parents’ home in Daisyville he drove to Muddy Creek to visit Seth’s family and Wade. His mother’s home cooking, the Christmas Eve service at his childhood church and the pleasure of seeing relatives that he had not seen for years gave Henry a sense of calm he had not felt since Seth’s death. He had run into Mrs. Crankfit, Uncle Will’s nosey bigoted neighbor, at the post office. When he introduced himself she seemed bewildered that this former yard boy was better dressed and spoke with a voice of intelligence that outclassed any of her family or friends. The dinner served by Wade and his lover, Mitch, was simply beer and pizza, the same meal served when Henry visited them after Seth’s Memorial Service. After all the rich and plentiful meals served by his mother and Mrs. Cudley this simple meal was welcomed. It indicated the evening was about each other, not the food. Mitch answered a phone call as they shared their pizza. With a worried look on his face Mitch related the content of the call. There had been an accident at the hospital where he was business manager. Chemicals had leaked and at least one staff member may have breathed toxic fumes. Both police and fire emergency crews were on their way. It appeared none of the patients had been affected. Luckily the patient population was low this week between Christmas and New Year’s Day. Since the hospital administrator was visiting family in Colorado Mitch had been given the responsibility of managing the hospital during the administrator’s absence. He quickly departed. “Mitch will most likely be gone most of the evening if not all night. It is almost a thirty minute drive to the hospital.” Henry thought Wade felt uncomfortable being alone with him as they both had been Seth’s lovers. Seth was Wade’s best friend from the first day of school at the age of six. Gradually their friendship grew from little boy horsing around to big boy sexual experiment leading to loving encounters. Wade was destined to live the rest of his life in Muddy Creek and take over Goodwin’s Chevrolet and Oldsmobile Dealership, the family business. As much as Seth loved Wade he wanted to live in a bigger world, a city such as Atlanta, Washington or in his wildest dreams New York City. Seth had an opportunity for a job in Daisyville and moved there. He considered leaving the comfort of his loving family as his first step in moving to bigger places. In Daisyville he met Henry and they eventually moved to a big city, Cleveland. Wade and Henry had little in common other than their love for Seth. Wanting to break the ice Henry asked Wade if he had pictures of Seth and him as little boys and in high school. Wade got out a box of old photos and sat next to Henry at the kitchen table as he described the background of each photo. As Henry reached for one of the photos held by Wade their hands touched. Neither moved their hand away. Henry looked at Wade and said, “I think our mutual memories of Seth are bringing back deep emotions.” “They sure are,” Wade said as he caressed Henry’s hand. They were now staring at each other. Henry wondered if Wade could hear his heart beating. Henry reached with his free hand and caressed Wade’s hand. Henry thought to himself, ‘I am totally sexually aroused yet my dick is soft.’ Wade placed his free hand on Henry’s cheek. They both leaned in and their noses were touching. Henry was no longer soft. Their lips touched. Their mouths opened. Each tongues began an exploration of the other’s. Wade moved back and whispered, “Don’t worry about a betrayal of Mitch if we move to the next step. After our visit last summer following Seth’s Memorial Service Mitch commented on how sexy you were. This afternoon before you arrived he speculated about the possibility of our getting to know each other better, much better. So if he returns and we are getting to know each other very much better he will not be surprised. I know he would want to join in. It has been a long day for both of us. I suggest we take a shower to as they say, ‘break the ice’. Wade led the very compliant Henry to the bathroom. The two men helped each other remove their clothes. Being about the same height they stood eye to eye as their rock hard dicks greeted each other. Henry’s natural black piece was equal in length to Mitch’s all American cut dick but fuller in girth. Mitch kneeled and inspected the ebony beauty. “Don’t see many uncut ones around here. I know a natural one has a special essence. I want to savor it without tasting soap.” He pushed the skin back totally exposing the pink head. He sniffed and then licked it. Pulling the skin forward he inserted his finger into the skin hole and massaged the covered head. Pulling his finger out he put it to his nose and then licked it. He then opened his mouth swallowing the skin covered head. Moving his lips forward he moved down the shaft until the now uncovered head touched the back of his throat. Releasing the dick from his lips he inspected the precum oozing out of Henry’s happy dick. Squeezing the shaft he rubbed the juice around the head and then pulled the skin over it. Pushing the skin back he admired the glistening crown. He then leaned in and tasted the essence of man. Realizing things were moving too fast Henry reached under Wades arm pits and gently pulled him up. The two men stood facing each other, not touching physically while each felt a rush of emotions sweeping their bodies. Wade broke the ice saying, “If you so much as touch my dick with your dick head or a finger it will respond with a blast. I suggest we take a cold shower to cool off.” “Agreed,” Henry replied. The two stepped into the bathtub / shower. After Henry soaped a washcloth he began gently rubbing Wade’s chest concentrating on the nipples. He washed each arm and finger, doing each individual finger erotically. Raising Wade’s arms he washed the neatly trimmed pits. Then turning Wade around he massaged the strong back with the soaped wash cloth moving down to the ass cheeks and hole. As he reached from behind to wash the hard cum dripping dick Wade pushed his hand away. “Better let me do that.” Wade then turned around and taking a wash cloth erotically cleansed Henry avoiding the dick. Stepping out of the tub the two dried each other. Suddenly Wade grabbed the back of Henry’s head and pulled him into a deep kiss. As their tongues responded to each other so did the dicks. With a mind of its own Wade’s piece could wait not longer. Without being touched it suddenly erupted spewing cum onto Henry’s dick thatch which dripped over his throbbing manhood. Wade reached down and gently stroked Henry’s which needed little encouragement to unload onto his friend. A shaking Wade whispered, “Sorry, I could not wait.” Henry, “Nothing to be sorry for. Being with a man like you I am sure I will be ready, willing and able for more in a couple of minutes.” Never were truer words spoken. By the time each dick had been wiped clean and dried by the other each was again rock hard. Having defused the need for immediate relief the two had a long tender session in bed concluding with each savoring the juice of the other. As the two laid wrapped together in a quiet peaceful post cumming state Henry thought to himself, ‘This is the first time I have made love since I lost Seth. Sex with Vlad, Aiden, Alex, Roland and numerous faceless partners at the baths was fun and satisfying for the moment, but there was never an emotional feeling beyond making my dick happy. This man, the original love of my love Seth, has connected with my body from head to toe, not just my dick. I thought I would never have these feelings again. Now I know it is possible. Thank heaven he will be out of my life in a couple of days or I would be tortured by the thought of not having him totally.’ Henry’s thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone. Wade answered and after a short conversation which included the comment, ‘I have gotten to know our guest very well. I am sure you and he will be very happy to get to know each other better’, he hung up. “Obviously that was Mitch. The situation at the hospital is under control and he should be home in less than an hour. Hopefully that will give us time for our bodies and dicks to rejuvenate to greet Mitch.” While saying that Wade reached for Henry’s soft, exhausted piece which began to respond to the touch. “Not yet big boy. Let’s get our minds off sex and watch TV.” When Mitch arrived home the two wearing robes were sitting, one on the sofa and the other in an easy chair, watching the cowboy TV show Bonanza. Wade had told Henry that he could not sit close to him as they both needed to save themselves for Mitch. Within a minute of Mitch’s arrival they were all naked in the bedroom. Henry was shoved onto the bed on his back. Mitch ordered him not to move as he and Wade began an exploration of the black man’s stunning body. With both their lips and fingers each caressed every part of Henry from the top of his head to his toes. Mitch concentrated his investigation on the throbbing, uncut, oozing black masterpiece. When Henry begged him to stop Mitch moved away. Henry soon discovered that Mitch had not moved away for a period of rest but to prepare for the final act. Mitch was holding a tube of K-Y lube. Removing the cap he squeezed a glob onto his finger and lubed his hole. Then Mitch kneeled over Henry. He reached back and placed Henry’s dick against his hole. Slowly he moved back forcing the impressive piece deep into him. If Henry’s dick had not been somewhat sedated by his recent two cummings with Wade he would have discharged immediately into Mitch. As Mitch gyrated over Henry, Wade laid next to him playing with himself, Mitch’s cock and kissing alternately Mitch and Henry. To the delight of Mitch the fuck lasted fifteen minutes until Henry had a powerful and passionate eruption. As soon as Henry deflated and fell out of the happy hole Wade took his place with his love now straddling him. Mitch on his knees impaled by Wade rammed up and down. As Wade unloaded deep into his man he also reached for his hard dick and soon was covered from chest to chin with gobs of cum. Following individual quick showers the three fell asleep in each other’s arms with Henry placed in the middle. When Henry woke the bed was empty. After peeing down his morning woodie he found his hosts having breakfast. Following cereal with sliced banana and coffee Wade announced as he cleared the breakfast table, “While we are not usually morning people Mitch would gladly serve dessert.” With that Mitch sat on the edge of the cleared breakfast table and laid back. His robe fell open exposing a rising dick. Wade took a can of Crisco out of the kitchen cabinet and handed it to Henry. “If you are willing Mitch would like to begin the day with a happy moment. Actually two happy moments.” As Mitch leaned back onto the table with his hole exposed Henry needed no further encouragement. Within ten minutes Mitch was walking to the shower with two loads dripping from his sore but very contented hole. Although it was Saturday morning both Wade and Mitch departed for work, Mitch to the hospital which was lightly staffed this weekend between Christmas and New Year’s Day and Wade to the auto dealership. Henry followed Wade in a loaner car he had been given the previous morning. At Wade’s insistence Henry had dropped off his car to be given a full tune-up, new tires, wipers, brakes adjustments and any other services needed. This was Wade’s gift to his new friend. Henry’s 1970 Chevrolet Malibu was now in perfect running condition. Henry then drove to the Cudley’s home. He and Mama visited Seth’s grave. That afternoon Mama prepared with the help of her daughter a hearty Georgia family dinner. A total of twenty family members including some siblings of Mr. and Mrs., cousins and numerous spouses and children enjoyed a family reunion. Henry was sure he had gained a few pounds during his visit to his mother’s table at his home in Daisyville and the hearty meals at the Cudley’s. Arriving at the apartment Wade and Mitch after his substantial meal they were happy to see Henry for two reasons. First they appreciated the generous portions of leftover food Mama had sent. Henry was laden with ham, sweet potato casserole, homemade rolls, and three desserts: pecan pie. red velvet cake and sweet potato pie. The second reason for their pleasure in seeing Henry was the anticipation of hopefully having another fun filled man to man (or man on man) erotic adventure. As the stuffed Henry watched his friends sample the left overs he also had carnal thoughts. The three hour romp that followed included six fucks of Mitch, three each from Henry and Wade, performed in various positions: on Mitch’s back, doggie style and against the wall. By 10:00 (22:00) they were cuddled together in bed. Sometime in the middle of the night Henry woke to the gyrating of Mitch’s ass against his dick as the two spooned. The aroused Henry easily slipped in. After a few minutes of tranquil uncompleted fucking both men fell asleep with Henry’s dick soon sliding out. At 6:00 Sunday morning as Henry had requested the alarm clock jolted them awake. He would be driving back to Ohio that day. They gathered for breakfast consisting of Mama’s leftovers: ham, rolls, casserole and the three desserts. Once again Wade cleared the breakfast. Mitch happily received a goodbye fuck from Henry and happy morning fuck from his lover. As Henry drove north in his fine tuned car he thought about his reaction to Wade. When it was just the two of them he was making love to a man he deeply felt for. But when Mitch was added to the encounter it was wonderful, extremely wonderful sex but not with the feeling in the heart he had with just Wade. He pondered if it would have been the same with Vlad or Aiden. Since Seth’s death these two friends had frequently invited him into their bed resulting in great sex but not great emotions. What if it had just been Vlad or just Aiden? Would he have felt love as he had with Wade? He did not plan to pursue that possibility but was greatly satisfied that he was capable of being able to make love not just have good sex. He realized he was capable of feeling love during sex, not just giving his dick pleasure. During an overnight stopover in Columbus he entertained Tom and Peter with the tales of his exploits with Mitch and Wade. He did not tell them about his loving, emotional feelings that he had not felt since the loss of Seth. The discussion took place in the home office where Henry would sleep on the couch. Tom and Peter offered themselves for a happy moment and Henry enjoyed a jerkoff / suck session with his friends, just good sex, no loving emotions. The following morning which was New Year’s Eve day he continued home. He celebrated the coming in of 1974 (and cumming) with his friends: Vlad, Aiden, Owen and Lee. Having enjoyed the literature classes with Professor Stevens he signed up for the next course, Contemporary American Literature which covered the period from World War II to the present. Each week a different book was discussed at length. Giovanni's Room, a 1956 novel by James Baldwin, was the topic of class the second week of April. The basic premise of this very complicated novel centered on the life of an American young man living in Paris and his feelings, frustrations and relationships with other men including a bartender named Giovanni. The description of gay sex shocked some readers. (In 1999 the book was ranked number two on a list of the best one hundred gay and lesbian novels compiled by The Publishing Triangle.) While the class discussion started with plot and character development it soon became a conversation of homosexual lifestyle. Henry, usually a vociferous class discussant was conflicted. One student, who Henry had found insightful and knowledgeable about the previous books, commented, “I do not know why we are wasting class time and our precious reading time at home to discuss such filth. These perverts are the dredges of society. If they want to do unnatural sexual acts including sodomy that is their sickness and problem, not something I, as a Christian, want to be exposed to.” As he continued with his vile rant including Biblical references Henry could hold back no longer. As soon as his rant ended Henry without raising his hand stood. Never had a student stood during class discussion. “Thank you for your candor. Your babbling has pointed out why most homosexual men and women are closeted, meaning have to hide their sexual preference. Who are the gays of the world, of Ohio, of Cleveland? Your brothers and sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, neighbors, teachers, priests, the plumber who repairs you pipes, the clerk at the bakery, your doctor, lawyer or accountant. You do not know who they are as most must hide their identities. You claimed to be a Christian and used Biblical references to support your bigotry. What did Jesus say about such relationships? Nothing, nothing at all. Jesus gave a message of love and acceptance, not hatred as you have babbled. I lam positive that if Jesus said anything about homosexuals he would have accepted them. You quoted Biblical references about being an abomination to have same sex relationships. There are hundreds of prohibitions in the Bible, many of which you ignore, although as you claim you are a Christian you should be aware of them. Some scholars believe the prohibitions of men lying with men resulted in a fear that there were not enough births to sustain and increase the population of Believers. The reasoning was that if a man was satisfied by another man he was not helping create babies. Since a growing problem today is overpopulation maybe that rule no longer applies. Do not use the Bible to support your bigotry. The Bible did not condemn slavery but stated that slaves should be well cared for. You claim to be a Bible reading Christian so you should be aware of the many, that is many, references in the Bible to slavery. These verses do not condemn it, they tell how to care for the slaves. Reread I Timothy 6:1 which states slaves should regard their master as worthy of all honor. Is that the attitude today? That it is OK to have slaves, just be good to them. Do you follow the rules of the Bible on diet restrictions? On what type of cloth should be used in the clothes you wear? I assume not. As a black man I know bigotry. As a black man who grew up in a small rural southern town in Georgia I know how intolerance and narrow-mindedness can destroy lives. I moved north to escape a society where such prejudices were accepted by many, both white and black. I am saddened but not shocked that such ignorance exists around me, even in a classroom of supposedly educated people.” As Henry sat down Professor Stevens stated, “Thank you for your strong and insightful comments, Mr. Bailey.” While Henry had never come out to the professor he assumed he knew his feelings as he had discussed his friendship with Seth and great loss when the man he had lived with fifteen years met a tragic automobile death. After a period of silence the discussion returned to plot and character development with no reference to sexual encounters of men. As the students departed Professor Stevens took Henry aside, “Thank you for your insightful comments. Since the purpose of literature is to open minds, not just entertain, you certainly gave a lot for the students to think about including their own prejudices. I could not have said it better. Your one minute of fame resulted in the best lesson anyone could have learned tonight.” Henry thanked the professor for his understanding. As he stepped into the hall one of the students of the class was waiting for him. This young man of about twenty rarely commented in class. He spoke to Henry, “I think you made a real impression on the class. You certainly spoke words that I have wanted to hear for years. I think I am like the David who ended up in Giovanni’s room. I do not know. I am very conflicted about myself.” Henry thought to himself, ‘If you think you might be gay, you probably are.’ Out loud he said, “Would you like to explore your feelings further? I have friends who are very open about their sexuality. We often have dinner together. Thursday evening we are meeting at the Hawthorn Restaurant. Would you care to join us? The shy student, Fred, gladly accepted the invitation. Henry gave him directions to the restaurant and they exchanged phone numbers.
  14. These boys have been buddies since they were toddlers Can you see where this is going? My first rubber - my brother had a microscope set in his desk drawer with small envelopes holding lenses. One day I was checking it out and found a rubber in one of the envelopes. Do't remember why I knew what a rubber was (as we called condoms back in the 1940s + 50s) but do remember trying it on. They I rolled it back to put away. Of course it was not a tight roll anymore. Don't know if my brother ever discovered what I had done. We did not discuss such stuff. Also remember the rubber machine in the men's room of the local bowling alley. Of course I I bought some. Don't remember but assume I jerked off into them. The summer after my senior year in high school I worked as a janitor's assistant at an elementary school. His coming on to be was exactly the same as with Peter in Boys of the 1950s when he worked as a janitor's assistant after his senior year. He wanted to suck me off. I insisted that I wear a rubber. He brought some to work and I had by first blow job with a cumming. Did it almost daily til end of summer. I visited him at work while on college break. Then he quit or was reassigned to a different school. Also remember he was uncut. It was a real treat for a cut guy to play with his natural piece.
  15. It seemed like they had just crawled into bed when the alarm clock went off. All of the three boys had extremely sound sleeps after their cumming activities the evening before. PT reluctantly got out of bed as the alarm continued to blare. As he pushed down on the alarm button Juan opened his eyes and looking at PT said, “You seem to be happy this morning,” as he stared at the woodie causing a bulge in PT’s white briefs. “I slept well and woke happy except for the early hour. As for this, there is no time to take care of it. The cows are waiting.” As he said this he rubbed his crotch and reached for his pants. When Juan threw off his covers his wood stood straight out having slipped out the bottom of his white briefs. As PT admired the hard dick with its head just peeping out of the skin he tossed Juan’s pants to him. Tending to the cows was very different from the morning activities PT’s and David’s fathers had described from their teen years. Then the cows were manually milked. Now machines did the pumping. The job was just as time consuming as the number of cows had tripled from the 1950s. An addition had been built onto the barn to house the increased herd. Juan quickly caught on to the routine of hooking up the machines to each cow. By the time they had finished the milking and guided the cows to the pasture the boys were so hungry that any thought of sex or a quick jerk off in the barn was overruled by the growling of their empty stomachs. As they walked back to the farm house they discussed their plans for the day. PT was going with his father to visit his grandparents and would not return until after dinner. David and Juan had the day free until evening milking. PT was jealous as David said he and Juan would check out the closet of the bedroom he shared with his brother, Paul Junior, and look at other magazines hidden under a loose floor board. As they entered the farmhouse the smell of bacon cooking was inviting. Uncle Will and Peter were preparing a hearty country breakfast of bacon, eggs, fried potatoes, toast, coffee, hot chocolate and cranberry juice. Florida orange juice had been banned from the menu at the farmhouse as well as both the Smith and Kowalski families in Columbus to protest the support of the gay hating Anita Bryant by the Florida orange juice industry. This woman, a neo-nazi as Uncle Will called her, was the paid spokesperson for the Florida orange juice industry while she led the fight against gays in Florida. One of her main crusades was to out and fire gay school teachers. As the boys hungrily sat down at the table Peter went upstairs to tell Alex and Tyler that breakfast was ready. Knocking on their door he announced, “Good morning my friends, breakfast is ready.” Tyler responded with a ‘come in’. As Peter entered the room naked Tyler stood and reached for a bathrobe. He made no attempt to hide his almost hard dick. Peter took this as an invitation to ogle and said, “Hope I was not interrupting anything.” Tyler laughed as he chuckled, “Nothing that cannot easily be restarted.” With the robe still open he kissed Peter on the cheek as he departed for a quick piss. As Peter told Alex the breakfast menu Tyler returned. Peter then told them he and PT would soon be leaving for his parents’ home and would not return until after dinner. He also told them that David and Juan seemed to have a full day of activities planned. “Maybe you two would prefer to sleep in? I could bring you coffee and some food.” Grabbing his dick, Tyler replied, “You sure know how to treat a friend. Tell the others we are sleeping in late while enjoying the country air.” By the time Tyler was back in bed his dick was at full mast. Alex got up for his morning piss. His lover’s comments and activities had woken his dick which was also fully erect. He loosely wrapped the robe around himself somewhat hiding the bulge as he departed the room headed for the bathroom hoping not to encounter any of the boys while in a hard state. Ten minutes later Peter returned with a tray holding two food filled plates as well as cups of coffee. As he set the tray on the nightstand Tyler said, “Too bad you don’t have time to join us for coffee.” Peter with a laugh said, “My mom is waiting for me. Must go. While no one will be home but Uncle Will who rarely comes upstairs and as you know fully understands you I suggest you lock the door so your sleep (said with a smile) will not be interrupted.” As Peter walked down the stairs back to the kitchen he wondered, ‘Did Tyler invite me to share his bed with Alex or did he mean just coffee?’ While David and Juan helped Uncle Will clean the kitchen after breakfast PT and his father drove off for their day at his grandparents. In a little over a half hour they had arrived. PT received a big hug and kiss on the cheek by grandma and then a hearty handshake with grandpa. A few years earlier grandpa had taught him how a man shakes hands with a man. Their bold lingering handshake was their special greeting. Following a snack of homemade coffee cake and coffee for the adults with hot chocolate for PT grandpa and his son sat at the kitchen table where a pile of papers had been assembled. Grandpa had wanted his son’s advice on various financial and tax matters. PT accompanied his grandmother to the Kroger supermarket where she would not only do the week’s shopping but ask his advice on snacks for the visit. Following lunch Peter and his parents were going to sort through ‘stuff’ in the basement, garage and elsewhere in the house to determine if there was anything Peter wanted, items that could be donated to the church rummage sale or things that should be thrown away. The grandparents were planning to move to a high rise apartment building near the Pleasant Valley Mall. Peter suggested that PT might find this activity boring and told him he could borrow his old bike and explore the neighborhood if he wanted to, or do homework. PT opted for the exploration. His father told him they would set aside anything that he might want. PT’s father had given him a couple of dollars and suggested he ride to the drug store and buy the latest Mad Magazine. PT checked out the magazine rack at the drug store and easily found Mad Magazine. He noted the top rack had magazines wrapped in plastic. Looking at the titles he realized why these were displayed but not able to be read until paid for. He could see the titles and the top half of the magazines. There was Playboy which he was familiar with as well and Hustler and Penthouse. All of these magazines had photos, of which he could only see the top half of sexy women. What really drew his attention was a magazine called Playgirl. It featured a photo of a bare chested man on the cover. If Playboy had photos of naked women inside then he assumed Playgirl had photos of naked men. As he stood there holding Mad Magazine he started to get hard thinking of what he might see in Playgirl. Not wanting to draw attention to himself he reluctantly walked over to the cashier and paid for the Mad Magazine and a Payday candy bar. Continuing his bike ride he decided to visit the bowling alley. Once when they drove past this place his father had told them he came there often when he was in high school, not to bowl but to hang out with friends while talking and snacking. His first date with his mother had been here. The parking lot was full indicating a crowd on a Saturday afternoon. PT bought a coke at the refreshment stand and watched the bowling activity. Needing to piss he went to the men’s room. After washing his hands as he was about to leave he noted a small vending machine on the wall. The sign on it said ‘Prophylactics’ and a message, ‘Prevents disease’. He assumed Prophylactic was a fancy word for ‘Rubbers’. The cost of one package was a quarter. He checked his pocket and found one. He inserted the quarter into the coin slot and turned the handle. A small package dropped into the open space at the bottom of the machine. Since he was not positive he had just bought a rubber although the package was the same size as that opened by Paul Junior before he fucked his girlfriend while David and PT spied on them he wanted to check it out. He stepped into one of the bathroom stalls, closed the door and sat on the toilet seat. The package did contain one rubber. PT rolled it down his finger. The thought of holding a rubber was getting him hard. He opened his pants, lowered his underwear and released his now hard dick. The feel of rolling the rubber down his dick and the sight of the rubber covered dick was awesome. He began stroking it. Soon he felt the juices rise and enjoyed watching the tip of the rubber fill with his cream. He rubbed the end of the rubber over his dick head. When his dick deflated slightly he pulled it off, held it up and examined his cum. At that point he heard the door to the bathroom open. He dropped the rubber into the toilet, squeezed the last drop of cum out of his dick and pulled up his underwear and pants. He then stood and flushed the toilet watching the cum filled rubber swirl around the toilet bowl and then disappear down the drain. He walked out to the main part of the bowling alley and took his coke off the window sill. Pretending to watch the bowlers while sipping his coke he thought about the cum filled rubber that had been on his dick. He decided he wanted to buy more to share with David and Juan and started to get hard again thinking of watching them roll one on and then fill it. He walked over to the cashier and asked for change to play the pinball machines. He did not want to draw attention to the fact that he had gotten change for the pinball machine and not used it for that purpose so he walked over to one of the machines, inserted money and began playing. The machine he picked totally at random had a game called ‘Circus’. He had no interest at the moment of playing just wanted to not look suspicious after getting change to play. Without trying he kept winning more and more points as the ball bounced from one circus act to another. He got so many points he won extra games. The machine was dinging constantly with the wins. Suddenly he realized a group was standing around him watching his play. Finally what seem to take forever he used up all his free balls and the game ended. He then headed for the bathroom again. Upon entering there was a boy of about eighteen standing at the sink combing and admiring his long golden hair. PT wanted privacy for his purchase so he stepped into a stall. He sat there waiting for the room to clear when he noted graffiti on the back of the door. What he first noted was a drawing of a hard dick and balls. Out of the dick was squirting big drops of cum. He then read, ‘Call Betty for a deep throat blow job’. The phone number written below had been scribbled out. Another message read ‘Meet me here Wednesday at 4 PM for a circle jerk’. Someone had written above it with an arrow pointed to the message – ‘Fucking pervert fagots should have their dicks cut off’. He almost laughed out loud at as he read: There was a Young Man from Kent Whose Rod was so long it was bent So to save himself trouble He bent it in double And instead of coming – he went. Just when he thought the room was empty he heard the door open and saw the feet of someone walking up to a urinal. Then he discovered that the stall he was in was next to the urinals and he could see the dick of the guy pissing through the crack between the edge of the door and door frame. He watched a guy pull out his dick and piss. After shaking the last drop off of his cut piece he stroked it. He continued to move his hand up and down until it was hard. This was the first hard adult dick he had ever seen although he had seen Paul Junior’s sixteen year old dick as he fucked his girlfriend. He felt proud of his own thirteen year old dick when he determined that the dick he was watching was the same size as his. The guy shot an impressive load, squeezed out the last drops and put it away. PT had noted he was wearing a red long sleeved shirt and Levis. His bowling shoes were blue with black shoe laces. That was all PT could see. As soon as this man left the room PT went to the machine and bought six rubbers with his supply of quarters. He then returned to the bowling alleys to see if he could find the man who had jerked off. There was a group of men in red bowling shirts with the name of their team, ‘Alley Cats’, printed on the backs. Three of the men were wearing Levis and only one of those wore blue bowling shoes with black shoe laces. PT was sure he had found his man and sat in one of the spectator chairs behind the team’s lane to observe him. This guy was probably the most average looking man at the alleys. Neither tall or short, fat or slim, handsome or ugly with short hair, horned rim glasses he appeared to be about fifty years of age. When he bowled a strike he raised his arms in joy as his friends yelled their support. There was nothing to indicate that this very ordinary person had just shot a load in the men’s room. As they drove back to the farm after dinner with his grandparents his father said, “It must have been a boring day for you. I appreciated your coming (as PT held in a laugh as he thought of his cumming). Your grandparents really enjoyed seeing you and commented more than once how tall, handsome, well behave and interesting you are. PT replied that he enjoyed visiting his grandparents and eating all the special food grandma had prepared. He also told his father that he had fun riding around town. He told him that he had stopped at the bowling alley for a coke and described in detail his game on the pinball machine. Thinking to himself he pondered, ‘it was not boring at all. I discovered that magazines like Playboy but probably with pictures of naked men exist, had my first jerk off into a rubber, saw my first man boner and cumming and was able to buy rubbers to share with my friends. No, it was not boring at all.’ Meanwhile Back at the Farm After PT and his father left for the grandparents David took Juan on a full tour of the barn. He showed him where he hid when watching his brother fuck. They then walked to David’s home. When they arrived David’s mother was just departed for the grocery. She told them there were fresh baked cookies in the cookie jar, that his father and Junior were mending fences in the far pasture and that she would return in about an hour. As soon as her car pulled out of the driveway David took Juan to the bedroom he shared with his brother. Opening the closet, he moved shoes on the floor and pulled up a loose floor board. Under it were more magazines. The boys continued their sex education course that had begun the previous evening. Following a perusal of photos of men and women of all colors in various positions either alone, in couples or groups they jerked off to photos. David noted that Juan had chosen one of a women with big tits and her legs spread. David selected a couple that featured a man holding his hard cut dick just inches from a lady’s face. They shot their loads, closed the magazines and carefully put them back under the floor boards. They would have been surprised to know that about a month earlier David’s father had found the stash or magazines. The shoes worn by farmers were almost always work boots. They wore them working in the field, to Church, to town when doing errands and to most social events. Occasionally they need dress shoes and Junior had borrowed a pair of his father’s black wing tips to wear to a school dance. Paul Senior needed them for a party he and his wife were attending. Two days before the party on a rainy school day while his wife visited a friend Paul Senior decided to get the shoes and polish them. When he leaned over to pick them up off his son’s closet floor he noted a floor board was loose. When he discovered the magazines he was not shocked, just surprised. Suddenly his feelings at the age of sixteen came back to him. While he had never seen photos like these he knew that he would have been extremely happy to see them at that age. He then thought about his growing up and remembering that he and his girlfriend, now Rachel his wife, were kissing and letting their hands roam all over each other’s bodies at that age. He remember the first time he touched her tit, this first hand and fingers exploration in her underwear and the time he pulled his hard dick out for her to see and touch. That night he had held his hand over her hand as she jerk him off resulting in a messy massive cumming. As he reminisced he realized he had a major boner. Lowering his farm overalls and underwear he was soon stroking himself while looking at the same photos his son probably looked at while doing the same. Paul Senior rarely jerked off anymore as his wife from their first coupling at age seventeen to today wanted it as much as he did. If it was that time of the month she was not shy about jerking him off or giving a deep blow job ending with her swallowing her husband’s offering. The following weekend while the boys were at an overnight church youth retreat he shared the magazines with Rachel. They enjoyed matching most of the positions pictured. The only one they did not attempt was fucking up the ass. Following their magazine review Juan and David had a fun day doing what thirteen and fourteen year old boys do: riding bikes, hiking in the woods, sitting along the stream where on a hot day they would have been swimming. Standing in the woods they had a final jerk off prior to the afternoon milking while discussing the magazines. As they pulled up their pants after shooting into the stream Juan had an unsettling incident. ………………………………………………….. Meanwhile, back at the farm house Alex and Tyler slept in late, or at least stayed in bed while not necessarily sleeping. When they finally arrived downstairs Uncle Will greeted them with a wishful smile. Peter had told them about Will’s photography skills and told them he would most likely be very willing to take professional style photos. These could include photographs of Juan and his dad to give to the grandparents as well as Juan with his two dads. Peter told them Will would be willing to take photos that would be very private and intimate where they could pose anyway they wanted. They discussed a photo session over coffee and donuts. Will went to his room and brought back a folder that he kept in a locked fireproof file cabinet. He told them he would never show intimate photos without the subjects’ permission unless he knew the subject would not mind or was totally unknown to the viewer and would never cross paths with them. First he showed some photos from Daisyville. He told Tyler and Alex that they were his insurance photos, meaning having these photos guaranteed that anyone from the city, state or church would not give him problems. The first series of photos included an unattractive man about 50 with a beer belly and small dick. In one photo he was on his knees being fucked by a handsome Negro man in his 20s. The Negro’s face, chest, abs, ass and entire body was gorgeous. His well endowed dick seen in another photo matched his perfect body. In the nexdt photo the older man was on his knees sucking the perfect black cock. The next series of photos was of a handsome man about 50 with a lovely young lady with long blond hair. The photos include the two kissing, he eating her pussy in a close up, and fucking missionary and doggie style. The third series of photos was of a middle aged couple. They were very average looking. Her tits sagged and his semi hard cock was cut and well above average in length and girth. He was bald with a comb over (let the hair grow long on the side and then comb it over the bald spot). She had a beehive hairdo. Uncle Will then explained, “I took all of these photos. Considering how unattractive and homely some of these people are, I think I did an impressive job from an artistic viewpoint. The older man with the attractive Negro man is the county sheriff. When he first came to me he brought a boy about 16 years old. I told him I would not do erotic photos of anyone under 18. The distinguished man with the blonde is a state legislator. He has been in office about twenty years and is one of the most respected politicians in the state. The ordinary couple is the minister and his wife of the church I attend. She is the state chairwomen of ‘Women for Christ’. All these people trusted me to take these photos. I know their secrets. They know I am totally trustworthy. As long as I had prints of these photos hidden in this fire and heat proof cabinet I was protected from the police, politicians / law and church. “ Will then showed them photos of Peter and Tom when they were just out of high school. There were also photos of Vlad and some of his friends. They were posed in various erotic positions. He knew none of these men would object to photos of themselves being shown to friends with similar feelings. For the next hour Will photographed Alex and Tyler in various stages of dress and undress, playful sex and serious sex. When they finished Will told them their payment would be a performance for the old man. As Alex and Tyler eagerly jerked and sucked each other Will observed while taking care of himself. That afternoon while Will developed and printed the photos Alex and Tyler took a hike around the farm and nearby woods. As they walked in the woods they heard voices and realized it was Juan and David. Just as they walked around a bend in the path and were about to call out they spotted the boys. They were standing near the edge of the stream with their pants down to their knees. Each was stroking himself. Alex and Tyler quietly stepped back and observed their son and his friend jacking and shooting. Just as Juan was shaking the last drops off his dick he looked up and saw his dad. Alex turned and walked back to the farm house. Over an hour later Juan and David returned to the farm house. Juan just gave a brief ‘hi’ with no eye contact. Alex looked at Juan and said, “Let’s take a walk.” As soon as they were alone outside Alex began. “There was absolutely nothing wrong with what you were doing today. To be honest when I was your age I was doing exactly the same thing. Usually I did it alone but sometimes with a friend or friends. What you were doing every male teenager has been doing since the beginning of time. It is just part of growing up. Your body was designed to feel pleasure in doing it. When I was your age we called it beating off or jacking off. I assume you know how babies are created. When you can shoot the white stuff we called jizz, spunk or cum you are ready to make babies physically. But emotionally and financially you are not ready. So there is this period of time when the best way for relief is with your hand. Now you should have no bad feelings jacking off by yourself or with a friend. But under no circumstances are you ready to get involved with a girl. We will talk about that later, soon but not today. You are just a normal boy doing what boys do. And by the way, for a fourteen year old I saw that you have an impressive dick that seems to shoot and work fine. And I also want you to know we did not intentionally spy on you. Tyler and I were taking a walk in the woods and by accident came upon you two. I would never intentionally invade your privacy. That is why there is a lock on both your bedroom door and bathroom door. I love you Juan, you are the greatest.” He then stopped and hugged his son who tightly hugged him back. …………………………………….. PT could hardly wait to tell his friends about his experiences that day. He and his father arrived back at the farm around 9:00 (21:00). Since the boys would be getting up early to tend to the cows no one questioned their going to bed early as soon as PT arrived. In the privacy of the bedroom he told his friends about buying a rubber and testing it in the bowling alley men’s room stall and seeing the man jerk off and cum while he hid in the stall waiting to buy more rubbers. Then he pulled out the rubbers he had purchased. Soon each was opening a package and rolling it on. The boys admired each other’s rubber covered dicks. As they pumped each watched his own dick as his cum oozed out and floated around the creamy covered head. After removing the rubbers they held them by the base with the cum floating in the bottom. They compared amounts of juice and decided Juan, the oldest, had loaded the most. After wrapping them in tissues it was decided they would hide them in the opening in the barn wall where Paul Junior hid his after fucking his girlfriend. Juan then told about his encounter with David in the woods and being caught by his father. PT was very concerned as to what the punishment would be and was relieved when Juan summarized his father’s lecture. Juan then said, “I would not be surprised if my dad told Uncle Will and your dad. They probably assuming we are up here jerking off.” Without going into detail PT replied that Uncle Will was very supportive of our having the privacy of this second floor bedroom. They were soon asleep, David snuggled against PT in the dark room and Juan in the bed across the room. Meanwhile downstairs Tyler said to Peter, we invited you to share coffee with us this morning but sadly you preferred to visit your mother. Peter replied that he would not want to have coffee now as it would keep him awake. As Tyler gave a false pout Peter continued. “However, drinking a beer before bedtime never kept me awake.” With that he walked to the refrigerator and took out beers for all. Will with a smirk on his face told them it was time for him to turn in for the night. Peter followed Tyler and Alex upstairs. The two entered their room leaving the door open. Peter followed them in. As Peter stood in the middle of the room Alex closed the door and Tyler walked up to him. Placing his hands on Peter’s chest he began playing with the shirt covered nipples. Alex stood behind Peter grinding his now hard dick against him. All were still fully clothed. Peter just stood there as Tyler unbuttoned his shirt and Alex from behind unbuckled his belt. Soon Peter was naked with his pants around his ankles. Tyler kneeled and examined the pulsating hard dick. He noted that Peter’s length and girth was impressive. Meanwhile Alex had removed his own clothes and was now grinding his hard dick against Peter’s unprotected ass. Tyler, still on his knees, leaned in and swallowed Peter’s masterpiece. Things were moving too fast so Peter pushed Tyler away. “Slow down friend, don’t want to finish before we have some fun.” Tyler stood while removing his own clothes. Soon six hands were exploring all parts of the three bodies with minimal attention to dicks as each wanted this to last. Peter raised his arms over his head and whispered, “Do my pits.” As each of his friends bit and sucked Peter’s hairless pits he felt his juices rise as the pits were the most sensitive spot on his body after his dick. He pushed the two away and stepped back. “Almost lost it. Just from the pit action.” Tyler walked to his overnight bag and pulled out rubbers and lube. Tyler said, “I do not know if you are a top or bottom. Alex really enjoys topping the right man. I can personally attest he is an expert on top. If you are willing he is ready.” Peter replied, “My ass is reserved for Tom and rarely to selected friends. This seems to be the time to make new friends.” As he said this he noted both their hard dicks were smaller than Tom’s. Walking to the bed he laid on his back with his feet on the floor. Alex moved in. He opened a rubber package and rolled it on his hard natural piece while Tyler rubbed lube on both his lover’s dick and Peter’s waiting hole. Alex placed Peter’s legs on his shoulders and gently slid in. He was already near the point of no return and shot his load after just a few strokes. Peter looked at Tyler, “It is ready if you are.” Tyler, normally a top, who was usually the object of Alex’s desires was fully aroused. He unwrapped a rubber, rolled it on and shoved in. No additional lube was necessary. Alex lasted longer than his lover. Although the feeling to Peter was less than when fucked by Tom it was still intense. He stroked himself until close and stopped. When Tyler began to show signs of erupting Peter grabbed himself cumming simultaneously with his friend. Peter stood and grabbed his clothes. While it had been enjoyable he was not in the mood for an all nighter. “Thanks my friends. That was fun. I need my rest. See you guys in the morning.” He opened the door a crack and noted the hall was empty. He quickly went to his own room, put on a robe and went to the bathroom to shower. Sunday morning after tending the cows David rode a bike home to attend church with his family. Will took out his photography equipment and took professional quality photographs of Juan, Juan and Alex his biological father and Juan with both his Dads. Will then gave Juan a lesson in photography developing and printing in the dark room on the second floor of the farm house. Following an afternoon of hiking, tending to the cows and a final teenage circle jerk the two boys and three dads departed for home. The following afternoon Peter had no pressing issues at the university so he went home to have a private conversation with his son, PT. Taking PT to his home office he told him that Alex and Tyler had accidentally seen Juan and David doing what all teenage boys do. Peter gave a heart warming talk that was basically the same as Alex’s to Juan. He told PT that he had done it as a teenager and that it was a normal part of growing up. He also emphasized that while PT was now able to make babies he was not ready to be a father and should have zero sexual contact with girls. Peter ended the one way dialog with a warning, “Hide your girlie magazines better. Your mother found a Playboy in your drawer while putting away clothes. She knows teenagers, both girls and boys have a natural curiosity about the body and sex. Her only concern is that you will get a distorted view of what a girl or woman should look like. Most girls and women do not have bodies like those in the magazine of perfectly posed models used to entice men to buy the magazine. Most every teenage boy has a stash or magazines hidden someplace. I did. You are a good boy. If you ever have any questions about life ask me. Remember, I have been there and very likely done that.” That evening Peter suggested he and Tom have quality time in the office after all had gone to bed. He told Tom about his romp with Alex and Tyler that was just slightly better than beating off. As he kissed and fondled his love he asked to be fucked. As they coupled that night the boys of the 1950s renewed their reason for being together for twenty years.
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