Boys of the 1950s - 37. Chapter 37 The Conclusion But Not the End

For two hours Vladek held his new friends spellbound as he related his life story.

As noted at end of the previous chapter Vlad’s story was told in the novel Russia My Home (49 chapters). If you have not read Russia My Home his story will be summarized in the following one paragraph. If you have read Russia My Home skim or skip the summary. The story continues at the break………………………. .

Vladek (the Russian familiar name for Vladimir Melnikov) born in Moscow realized at the age of six that he had feelings that were not generally accepted. He enjoyed watching men showering at the tram (streetcar) depot that his father worked out of. The most handsome man (other than his father) with the biggest khuy (dick) said to him when he caught Vladek sneaking a peek as he showered, “I hope someday your khuy gives you as much pleasure as mine.” Little Vladek did not understand what he meant. BUT through the years he certainly did discover how much pleasure his khuy could give him. Showing a proficiency in language study he attended a special school where he became fluent in German. His teacher, Franz Eberhardt, became his mentor and lover. Franz had escaped from Berlin, Germany to Russia in 1932 when he was caught in a comprising situation (giving the student a blow job) with the son of a Nazi official. Vladek entered the military and was assigned to interpret German conversations and documents for General Valery Karasyovl. They became lovers. At the conclusion of the war Vladek was assigned to the Soviet Sector of Berlin. There he met (and had wonderful sex with) an American Army Major and being totally disgusted with the Soviet actions in Berlin spied for the Americans. His activities were almost discovered and he escaped to the USA. Vlad (his American name) worked for USA Intelligence, befriended lived with and loved Reginald Bagley (Reg), and attended George Washington University. After graduation he moved to Cleveland and completed graduate degrees at Western Reserve University. With a PhD he became a respected member of the Western Reserve faculty. He had numerous adventures with new friends: Jacob the young Amish man, Rob the eighteen year old running away from Frog Creek, Tennessee and Adam, an artist and school teacher, who he loved but because of the color barrier - Adam was Negro, felt restrained in publically expressing their friendship they ceased being lovers but continued their friendship.

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(The following cow adventure was also included in the final chapter of Russia My Home.)

All, especially Keith, interrupted to ask questions. After two hours Keith said. “You should write a book. Someday I hope to hear a lot more of the details.”

Then Tom broke in, “It’s time to milk the cows.”

Vlad gave Tom a strange look. “You milk the cows?”

Tom laughed, “When Peter and I first came to stay at the farm we asked if we could help out. The farmer and his handsome son taught us the fine points of milking. Now when we visit we offer to do the milking to give the farmers a break and keep up our milking talent. Also, the cows seem very contented to have our skilled hands pull on their tits. Come along. I am sure the cows would enjoy meeting a Russian.”

The three went to the barn and Tom offered to give Vlad a lesson. After a demonstration Vlad without success attempted to milk. Tom placed his hand over Vlad’s which was holding the cow tit. He squeezed Vlad’s hand and soon the milk squirted out. Tom continued to hold his hand over Vlad’s as the milking continued. When that cow was finished Vlad who now had the rhythm attempted to milk a second cow. He purposely did not hold his hand in the correct position and Tom again held his hand over Vlad’s. As they milked together Vlad moved his shoulder back into Tom’s crotch. Rather than move away, Tom pressed in. Soon Vlad was milking his third cow with Tom’s assistance and Tom’s now hard dick riding Vlad’s shoulder. Peter was aware of the movements of the two. Peter said, “This sure is dirty work. As soon as we finish we should all take showers.”

“Excellent idea.” Replied Vlad as he wiggled his shoulder against Tom’s crotch and Tom tightened his hand over Vlad’s.

As they walked into the house Peter announced, “Milking is dirty work. We need showers. Either of you want to join us.” Both Will and Keith declined sensing that it was important that these three younger men get to know each other better.

The three were soon naked in the large shower upstairs. After twenty minutes of washing each other, biting, caressing, kissing and sucking all had swallowed the juice of one of the others. As they dried each other Vlad thought to himself, ‘I sure would like to get to know these guys better.’

More happened that afternoon upstairs in the farm house. Those activities are related in the next book in this series, Life Goes On.

As Tom, Peter and Keith pulled out of the driveway Peter said, “I sure would like to get to know Vlad better.”

“Agreed.” Tom said as he reached for Peter’s hand.

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Tom and Peter were totally satisfied with their lives. They had family and friends that fully supported them. But most important they had each other.

Vladimir Melnikov, Vlad, Russia My Home, was living a life beyond the dreams of a little boy from Moscow who was now a respected professor in the USA.

These men with their circle of friends would move forward with more adventures in the next book in this series, Life Goes On. The first chapter of Life Goes On is being published the same day as this last chapter of Boys of the 1950s is published.