Life Goes On - 6. Chapter 6 The Southern Boy Enchants the Russian

Summer 1966

After their travels in the South including adventures in Key West, Reg and Will returned to Washington where Will stayed a week with Reg, Jake and Rob. Reg enjoyed taking his friend sightseeing. They visited all of the Smithsonian Museums, George Washington’s Mount Vernon and other places of interest. Rob and Jake provided both eye candy and playful sex action. When Will returned home to Ohio Vlad met him at the train station. Will then stayed with Vlad for three days resting from the fun in Washington and viewing a special Monet exhibition at the nearby Cleveland Museum of Art. Actually his visit was not really restful as Vlad was always ready for cuddling or more in the evenings and nights.

He told Vlad about the graduate student, Aiden, he had met in Georgia. He explained that Aiden was pursuing his MBA (Master’s in Business Administration) at The University of Georgia while working as a grad assistant. He further related that Aiden hoped to enter a PhD program in a business school in the North. Vlad was interested in hearing about the sexual encounters with the handsome young man and his lover, Martin. Vlad expressed an interest in meeting Aiden. Will was not sure if Vlad had an academic or sexual interest in Aiden. He assumed both with the emphasis on the sex. Will wrote a letter to Aiden thanking him for the interesting times he had shared with him and Martin during his short visit. He also told him that he had discussed his interest in pursuing a PhD in the North with his friend Vlad. Vlad also wrote a short letter to Aiden inviting him to Cleveland to discuss academics and experience the charms of Ohio (alluding that he was one of the ‘charms’).

For the next three months the two exchanged letters frequently. They arranged a June visit by Aiden to Cleveland. Vlad mentioned in one of his letters that Will had told him all about his friendship with Martin and that he was also invited to Cleveland.

Aiden replied to the invitation of his friend in a letter that included the following: ‘My friend Martin has received tremendous pressure from his family to meet the ‘right’ girl and get married. During a visit to his parents in Atlanta, a student, Pauline, at Atlanta University (now Clark-Atlanta University) and her parents were invited to dinner. She is an education major at this historically ‘black’ university. They went on a couple of dates. One weekend when her parents were out of town she invited Martin to her home for dinner. Her plans were more than dinner. Martin who told me he had no interest in a sexual relationship with a girl soon found himself sitting on the couch with her when she snuggled up to him. She soon had her hand on his leg and then began caressing his crotch. Naturally rubbing of his dick brought on a hardon. She then had his pants open and exclaimed with surprise about the size of his hard dick. Obviously she had seen other hard dicks. The next thing Martin knew she was on her knees deep throating his massive piece. He told me she seemed to be an experienced cock sucker and had no problem swallowing his load. That night they slept in her bed and she opened her cunt to his dick. He does not know if she realizes he was a virgin to sex with a woman. Pauline is now pregnant and all of their parents are thrilled that these two have found each other and will soon give them a grandchild. They are not as thrilled that the child is arriving so soon. In two weeks they will have a quiet wedding. I do not want to interfere in Martin’s straight life and we have by unspoken agreement stopped seeing each other outside of class.’

Will who encouraged the handsome Aiden’s visit north sent him a plane ticket for an arrival in Cleveland in June with an open return date. Vlad met Aiden at Cleveland Hopkins Airport and the two immediately bonded. They stopped for dinner at a local restaurant on their way from the airport to Vlad’s apartment. Their conversation was easy as if they had been friends for years. Both had many questions about the others background. Aiden was especially interested in Vlad’s life in Russia.

Upon arrival at the apartment neither needed any encouragement to embrace as an appetizer for more. They were soon sharing the shower playfully washing and caressing each other. Aiden enjoyed playing with the skin partially covering the head of Vlad’s steel hard dick. Vlad warned Aiden that his rising juices could not stand too much play without erupting. This only encourage the southern gentleman who kneeled and continued to play with his eyes just inches from the Soviet dick. When Vlad began to thrust Aiden swallowed the Stalin (the Russian word for steel) dick and was rewarded with his first of many tastes of Soviet cum. Following drying each other and a quick recovery Vlad soon was enjoying the southern hospitality of his guest. At one point Vlad swallowed together both Aiden’s smallish dick and balls. This was soon followed by Vlad’s first taste of pure Southern juice. The night continued with periods of cuddling sleep and tender sex. Will had told Vlad that Aiden was not into anal sex as either a top or bottom. Vlad, who had no problem introducing new concepts in the classroom planned to introduce the joys of the ass to Aiden in the future, not this first night.

Over a long breakfast the two continued their discussion of academic issues that had begun by mail three months earlier and continued over dinner the previous evening. They had discussed and each received information by mail about programs available in northern Ohio. Vlad had also spoken to the Dean of Western Reserve’s School of Business (FYI: in 1980 the school was renamed The Whitehead School of Management). Since the regular school year had ended the Dean and many of the School of Business faculty were not available. Vlad, as a respected professor, was able to arrange a meeting by Aiden with the Associate Dean of Business and a lunch with three faculty members. Based on these meetings and a number of other factors Aiden decided Western Reserve University would be a perfect fit for his plans. The other factors included the fine facilities of the university, its library and research opportunities, its location in the cultural center of Cleveland and last but possibly the most important his, new friendship with Vlad. Aiden planned to complete his MBA at The University of Georgia in the fall semester and would be able to begin PhD studies in Cleveland in January. He began the application for admission to the PhD program process. Both he and Vlad had research projects to complete that summer. With Vlad’s assistance and recommendation Aiden was able to obtain full access to the Western Reserve Library. With this opportunity Aiden accepted Vlad’s offer to stay in Cleveland for the summer. He would stay in Vlad’s apartment and the two planned to explore interesting places in the area (as well as explore each other).

Their first trip outside the city was to visit Will’s farmhouse near the small rural town of Seville. Since Will had been responsible for Aiden’s meeting Vlad the Southerner wanted to personally thank him for the introduction. Will was thrilled to see his young friend again. Of course the three shared Will’s large king-size bed and while Will at the age of seventy-one was not as active as the other two he did share some activities with the two and enjoyed being in bed with them as they got frisky. They met Paul Winkler, the handsome farmer friend of Will and his circle of friends including Peter Smith and Tom Kowalski. The ‘straight’ Paul was never aware of the gayness of his many friends. While Will owned the farmhouse Paul’s father owned the barn and farm fields surrounding the house. Paul and his father jointly operated the farm. The first afternoon of the visit Aiden met ‘straight’ Paul when he came to do the afternoon milking. It was a hot, muggy Ohio summer day. Paul invited Vlad and Aiden to join him and his sons at the swimming hole on the other side of the pasture that evening. Not wanting to reveal their sexuality Aiden and Vlad put on conservative bathing suits and walked across the pasture to the swimming area. Paul and his two sons: Paul Jr. age five and David age two were splashing around in the water. As they approached Paul stepped out of the water to greet them. The two were shocked and pleased that Paul was naked. Aiden felt a rush as he eyed the handsome, muscular hard from farm work body. His black curly hair matched the thick thatch crowning one of the biggest soft dicks he had ever seen. As Paul’s penetrating brown eyes seemed to bore into Aiden’s soul the Southerner’s dick started to respond. Aiden stepped out of the bathing suit and immediately jumped into the cool water. He was somewhat embarrassed by the size of his less than impressive dick compared to Paul’s. But he convinced himself that if the farmer were ‘straight’ he would have as much interest in his dick as he, himself, had in checking out girl’s tits (which was zero).

They splashed, floated, and played with the children. As much as Aiden would have enjoyed brushing against Paul’s masterpiece he purposely avoided any contact with the farmer. As they walked back to the farmhouse Vlad told Aiden the tales his friends Peter and Tom had told him about Paul. When in high school the three had jerked off together a couple of times which revealed that the large soft dick was even more impressive as a hard shooting dick. He also told how Peter and Tom had provided a place and cover for Paul to fuck his girlfriend, Rachel, who was now his wife. He laughed as he related the story of Jacob, Paul’s father, seeing them fucking against the kitchen table when he almost entered the farmhouse to check on it since it was then only used a few times a year by the owner, Sean, a priest who had inherited it. Jacob had immediately driven to town and made a purchase at a drug store where he normally did not shop. That evening he confronted his son about his activities with the girlfriend. Jacob then told his son that he realized there was no stopping him once he discovered the joy of sex. He further stated that the only way to stop it would be to cut off Paul’s dick or lock him up. Since this would be painful and he needed his son on the farm he presented him with a bag full of rubbers with strict instructions to hide them from his mother.

Vlad then filled in Aiden on the original owner of the farm. Sean, a priest in Pleasant Valley – a suburb south of Cleveland, had inherited the farm from his Uncle Bob. Back in the 1930s Bob and Jacob Winkler (Paul’s father) had been young man lovers. Bob had died during World War II on ‘D Day’ and Sean inherited the farm. Bob knew Sean was gay. Jacob Winkler eventually married and was the father of Paul, grandfather of Paul Jr. and David. Uncle Bob’s will had stated that if Sean did not farm the farm it should be given to Jacob. Sean happily transferred the farm to Jacob who had been renting the fields and barns for a nominal amount. Jacob then sold the farmhouse to Will who had made additions and improvements to it. Sean was given use of the farmhouse. He and his boyfriend, Frank – a priest in the Akron area, met there sometimes midweek for ‘religious experiences’ (Vlad laughed at this final expression).

Aiden expressed an interest in meeting Peter Smith, Will’s nephew. Peter with a PhD in engineering and a professorship at Ohio State in Columbus was pursuing the career Aiden hoped to follow. Will called Peter and a meeting at the farmhouse the following week was arranged.

That evening at dinner in their home in Columbus Peter discussed his planned meeting with Aiden with his wife Louise. As soon as two year old Peter Thomas, ‘PT’, heard his father mention visiting the farm he said: “Daddy going to farm. Please Daddy – I go. I see the cows. I see David. I go. Please.” Neither his mother nor father was surprised at his request. Months earlier his first word had been ‘Mommy’ then within a week ‘Daddy’. The next two words were ‘cow’ and ‘David’. Whenever they visited the farm he wanted to see the cows. He wanted to get up before sunrise and watch the cows being milked. He wanted to help but at two years of age it would be dangerous for a little boy to be too close to a cow. He also wanted to visit David Winkler who was also two years old. The boys played together and napped together. During visits to the farm if they were not with the cows or David little PT would ask when he could see either. Daddy agreed to take PT with him. The boy jumped out of his chair and ran to his father and gave him a big hug. Meanwhile, his twin sister, Louise, showed no interest in going to the farm. She was happy to stay home with Mommy.

Upon arrival at the farm Vlad and Aiden met Peter and his son as they got out of the car. After brief introductions they immediately visited the pasture as PT wanted to see and talk to the cows. While holding his son in his arms Peter let PT talk to and pet the cows. They then drove to the nearby farm of Paul and Rachel Winkler where little David was anxiously waiting for the visit by his friend, PT. Rachel happily welcomed the guest knowing how much her son enjoyed playing with PT. They agreed that PT would have dinner with the Winkles and that all the men and boys would meet at the swimming hole that hot evening.

Back at the farmhouse the four, Will a retired college art professor, Vlad and Peter both university professors and Aiden an aspiring professor enjoyed discussing academic issues, graduate study and the challenges and grief of academic politics. Since Will had lived most of his life in Daisyville in southern Georgia and knew Aiden was from a small Georgia town he asked Aiden about his hometown. Aiden replied, “I was born in and grew up in Cou Rouge (French for ‘red neck’), a very small town with a population of less than five hundred on the western border near Alabama.”

At the mention of Cou Rouge Will became agitated. “Did you say ‘Cou Rouge?”

“Yes, have you ever been there?”

Will replied, “No, but the ‘Love of My Life’ was from there. I don’t want to say anything bad about your home but that town was not nice to my JB Huntington.”

Aiden seemed as surprised as Will, “My mother was a Huntington. She must have been related to your ‘Love’. In fact I remember a scandal a few years ago. My mother’s cousins had been boasting how their long lost brother was going to make them rich. They then learned that their rich brother had left very small amounts to them, had given bequests to the Cou Rouge library and the University of Georgia. Most of the inheritance was given to some ‘Perverted hustler from the North’ who had bewitched their brother and stolen their inheritance. In a small town everyone knows everyone’s business.”

Peter then stood and walked over to Aiden. Extending his hand he said, “Shake my hand friend. You are now shaking hands with the ‘Perverted hustler from the North’ who stole your relatives’ inheritance.”

Will then told Aiden the story of his Lover, JB. “Jerry Bob, JB, had grown up in Cor Rouge. When it became apparent he was different from the other boys his life became hell. His mother, father, brothers and sisters all made fun of him. Upon graduation from high school he left home and with his high grades and perseverance enrolled in a university. He graduated with a degree in economics, a field of study that he both excelled in and enjoyed. He obtained a position at Daisyville College where we met. Our friendship turned into a loving relationship of thirty-five years. A few years after we met and became lovers he left Daisyville and entered a PhD program at the University of Georgia and eventually became a faculty member there. After he left Daisyville we maintained our devoted friendship and saw each other frequently since the University of Georgia in Athens is about a five hour drive on country roads from Daisyville. One of us would travel to the other or we would meet halfway for a weekend of ‘friendship’ (said with a smile). We spent every summer together traveling throughout the USA and as our incomes increased throughout Europe. During this time his family totally shunned him. He never felt welcome when he visited home, even by his parents. He never even suggested I visit his home. Eventually he stopped trying to have a relationship with his family. With his economics background and natural abilities he was a genius when it came to investing. While others lost money during the ‘Depression’ JB turned his small savings into substantial wealth. Eventually he owned real estate in Athens, Georgia, where he lived. He helped me make wise investment decisions and eventually both of us were financially comfortable. We hid our wealth from families and coworkers. When we retired the two of us moved to Ohio, my home state, and bought the farm house here in Seville. A few years later JB passed away following a cancer related illness. We discussed the distribution of his wealth. JB wanted me to inherit all his estate except for a few gifts to charities and the University of Georgia. I suggested that since I was financially comfortable and planned on leaving my wealth to my nephew, Peter Smith, that JB give the bulk of his estate to Peter. You might ask, ‘Why do I plan to leave my wealth to Peter?’ I grew up on a farm not far from here. While my family was not as wicked as JB’s I never felt I was part of it. I moved to the south to get away from the hostility and innuendos I suffered as I grew up. When I would visit my brother, Peter’s grandfather, he tolerated me but never showed any affection. Neither did his wife, Peter’s grandmother. Peter’s mother was the only person in the family who showed affection and an interest in my life. Eventually when I visited Ohio I would stay with them. After Peter graduated from high school I invited him to spend the summer in Daisyville with me. I needed someone to help me with various projects and Peter seemed a likeable boy. I never assumed he was gay. We eventually discovered our mutual interests. Peter had a relationship with my handsome Negro yard worker, nephew of my housekeeper. Henry was not only handsome, he was extremely bright and motivated. Henry then met, Seth, an acquaintance of Peter’s. To make a long story short, Seth, a cute red headed white young man, and Negro Henry eventually moved north where Henry is a teacher in Cleveland and Seth works for a landscaping firm. “

“There was a very funny incident concerning the reading of the will. JB’s family who had shunned him for years attended the reading of the will. They of course were shocked to learn they had been left almost nothing. They made a scene in the lawyer’s office calling Peter all kinds of nasty names. They did not realize that the young man getting them coffee and donuts and sitting next to the lawyer was Peter who wanted to see just what kind of people JB’s relatives were. One cruel thing they had done to JB was not tell him when either of his parents had died. So my friend, that is my history with your hometown.”

Aiden laughed as he related how his grandmother on his father’s side had reacted to JB’s death. “When she heard that JB had died she told about the crush she and all her girlfriends in high school had on him. She told me that he was the most handsome and elegant dresser in their class. More than one girl pursued him. However, none succeeded in getting his attention and to the sorrow of many of her friends he left town immediately after his high school graduation.”

After a light supper Peter suggested a circle jerk to reduce the pressure of swimming naked with the handsome straight farmer. Having seen Paul’s impressive piece Aiden agreed to the need to cool his dick prior to the swim. Placing a newspaper on the floor the three dropped their pants revealing their ready to beat dicks. Will was happy to keep his pants on and enjoy watching the action. Actually the newspaper was not needed to keep the floor cum free as Aiden kneeled and swallowed both Vlad’s and Peter’s juices. The seated Will asked Aiden to stand in front of him as he soon savored the Georgian juice.

Upon arrival at the swimming hole, even with their recent cummings, all three felt twinges in their crotches as Paul dropped his pants and then scratched his balls while he innocently displayed his masterpiece.

That night Peter and Will happily cuddled in Will’s bed downstairs. They wore sleep shorts as PT slept on a cot in their room. They wanted to give Vlad and Aiden privacy. From the sounds emitted from upstairs the two were having an enjoyable night.

At the crack of dawn all except Will met Paul and his father, Jacob, and little David in the barn to milk the cows. Peter supervised the two year old boys as Vlad helped milk and Aiden was given a ‘how to milk’ lesson. With the completion of the milking Paul returned home taking David and PT. Grandfather / father, Jacob, remained for coffee and to share the sticky buns he had brought that his wife had baked.

Actually Jacob wanted more than coffee and both Vlad and Peter were willing to give the fifty-three year old farmer what he wanted. Jacob was soon naked on his back on the bed. Aiden assisted by helping Vlad and then Peter lube their dicks. Both plowed into the willing ass and planted their cum. Will who had thought he would not be up to pleasing his friend was inspired by the two younger men and was next in line to take care of the farmer. Aiden who thought he had no interest in fucking became aroused by the sight of his friends’ activity and dropped his pants displaying a small but eager hard dick. When Will pulled out Aiden moved in and fell into the ass lubricated with both Crisco and the cum of his three friends. The once naive boy from the south soon discovered the joy of being a top. Jacob then took a quick shower while his ass dripped cum deposited by his four friends. He returned to his work at his farm while the others continued their academic discussions.

PT spent the day with his friend, David, while the four friends drove to Amish country, about an hour drive south in the heart of Holmes County. This was Aiden’s first sighting of the Amish. He was amazed at the horse drawn buggies traveling the country roads. He thought his friends were joking when they pointed out that there were no electric or telephone lines going to the homes. As his friends explained the lifestyle of the Amish he enjoyed seeing the strong men working in the fields using horses to power their farm vehicles. At lunch in the Village of Berlin he was surprised to see Amish families eating their noonday meals. He enjoyed the home style meal and had his first taste of elderberry pie made from bitter berries that when sweetened with a lot of sugar results in a real mid-western treat.

That evening they again met at the swimming hole. Naked and glorious Paul was already there with his son David and PT. Jacob soon joined them. While his dick was impressive it did not compare to his son’s in size or perfect construction. After the swim Jacob accompanied the visitors including PT and Will back to the farmhouse while Paul returned to his home with David.

Aiden had mentioned during the day how surprised he was that he so enjoyed topping Jacob. The other three discussed Aiden’s new found pleasure and decided to orchestrate their next encounter so that Aiden went first. Having been the fourth fucker that morning Jacob’s hole had been well opened, especially after Peter with his mushroom head and above average dick. They decided, without letting Aiden know their plan, that Aiden with the smallest dick should go first. Jacob would be the tightest at the beginning and Aiden would most likely feel the joy of the fuck more than that morning. While Peter gave PT a bath and got him ready for bed in Will’s downstairs bedroom the others went upstairs to give Jacob a happy time. Aiden was told to go first not knowing this had carefully been planned to give him the optimum feeling of a tight hole. He fucked and shot. Will and then Vlad did their duty. After Will finished he went downstairs to tuck PT in and read him a bedtime story while his father who had the longest and thickest dick went upstairs to pleasure himself and Jacob.

The following morning after milking the cows, a hearty country breakfast and visit by Jacob for a farewell fuck from all Peter and his son departed for home in Columbus and Aiden and Vlad departed for Cleveland. On the way to Cleveland their discussion included Aiden’s newly found pleasure, topping a man. He told Vlad how the second and third fucks felt much better than the first. He further stated he assumed it got better with experience. Vlad did not tell him that it probably felt better since Jacob’s ass was tighter the second and third time since the others with bigger, thicker dicks had not loosened him prior to Aiden’s fucking.

For the following four weeks both Vlad and Aiden worked at home and in the university library on their research projects. Of course nights included loving sessions. While Vlad preferred topping to being a bottom he had enjoyed pleasing a number of men in both Russia and the USA. One night as Aiden was deep throating him while Vlad stroked his friend’s dick Vlad rolled over onto his stomach and lifted his ass. He then reached for the night stand, opened the drawer and took out the can of Crisco. Aiden needed no instructions. He lubed both his dick and Vlad’s ass as he had seen it done with Jacob. He leaned forward and easily shoved in his smallish dick. After pumping awhile Vlad said, “That’s great. But I want to look into your eyes as we make love. Let me roll over.” Aiden pulled out as Vlad rolled onto his back. He reached for a pillow to position the ass and smiled at his friend. Aiden placed Vlad’s legs on his shoulders as they had done with Jacob and returned to the waiting hole. In less than a minute Aiden was pumping into his friend as Vlad jerked himself off. The pulsating of Aiden’s dick inside him so tantalized Vlad that he soon shot streams of cum that landed on his belly, chest and lips. Aiden went to the bathroom to retrieve washcloths to clean himself and Vlad. They snuggled and within an hour the young Southerner again had the Russian’s legs on his shoulders as he grinned and fucked.

The following afternoon Vlad took his friend to Club Cleveland. He gave Aiden no hints as to what might happen. The young man was amazed as they walked the halls and visited the steam room and sauna. In the steam room where only shadows could be seen he was groped by at least five men. Vlad stayed next to his friend making sure no one got too aggressive. In the large open ‘orgy’ room a man of about fifty was laying on his stomach on the platform in the middle of the room. Vlad told Aiden that the man obviously wanted to be fucked. Vlad had warned Aiden about fucking strange men and told him he must use a rubber. Vlad told his friend to restrain himself for two minutes while he got some rubbers. As soon as Vlad returned Aiden rolled the rubber onto his ever ready dick and moved in. The man showed little emotion as he was fucked. After pumping awhile Aiden pulled out and removed his dry rubber. As they walked back to their room he explained that he got little pleasure from someone who showed no feeling. He believed jerking off was better than fucking a lifeless hole. Vlad told him that he had the same feeling. Originally he had planned to fuck the guy next but the lack of emotion left his dick limp. As they sat on the bed in the small room talking with the door open ‘Fill me up – Phil’, the club’s unofficial welcomer, walked by. Phil immediately turned around and stood at their door and stared at Aiden. “Well, I do see a new face and dick. I would like to officially welcome you to Club Cleveland. Your friend who I have already had the pleasure of having pleasure with is welcome to watch as I pleasure you.” Phil got on his knees in front of the sitting Aiden stroking his dick which needed no encouragement. Phil then rolled a rubber onto Aiden. He then stood and leaned against the bed. With his ass fully exposed he accepted Aiden. Within a minute Aiden was filling the rubber. When he pulled out Phil turned around, slid the rubber off and pulled it over his dick. Then as he had done for Vlad and many others stroked himself while wearing the cum filled rubber. After shooting a second load into the rubber he smiled saying, “Welcome to Club Cleveland!” Then still wearing the rubber he departed the room with a swing of his ass. Vlad then told Aiden how Phil made it his personal responsibility to welcome newcomers or should it be newcummers to the bath house.

By the end of the summer Aiden had met other interesting friends of Vlad. They had been invited to dinner at the home of Roland and Alex, the couple now in their fifties who had met over thirty years earlier when Roland was a university student and Alex a poor Russian immigrant worked as a laborer for a landscaper. Alex now owned his own successful landscaping firm and Roland was the assistant manager of Cleveland’s largest bookstore. Alex’s bottom was always available to all as a final course to the dinner served. While the gourmet meal he prepared for his guests was outstanding as usual the after dinner fuck was what Aiden remembered most about the evening.

Vlad invited his former lover, Adam and his lover – Noah to dinner. Vlad had met Adam in a cruising men’s room at the university. The two had been lovers but Adam reluctantly broke it off as he did not believe that he as a Negro and Vlad could have a successful relationship when so many were prejudice against blacks. Adam, a talented artist, upon meeting Aiden suggested a portrait be done of the handsome young man. Aiden had seen Adams work on the walls of Vlad’s bedroom where there were nude drawings of Vlad, Noah, Peter and Tom. Aiden agreed to model after dinner. The completion of the drawing was delayed as all four, Aiden, Vlad, Adam and Noah, were soon entangled in an evening of enjoyable black and white sex.

Once when returning from a visit to Will at the farmhouse in Seville Aiden and Vlad saw a young man with his thumb out as they turned off the farm road onto Route 3, the main road to Cleveland. When asked where he was headed the hitchhiker replied Lakewood (a suburb west of Cleveland). Riding in the back seat he introduced himself as Joe. He was hitchhiking from his home in Wooster to his girlfriend’s home in Lakewood. They were both students at The College of Wooster. When he discovered that Vlad was a Russian, Joe had many questions. By the time they approached the southern suburbs of Cleveland they easily talked as if they were longtime friends. Joe then explained that he was really excited and also nervous about his immediate plans. Joe then told Vlad and Aiden that he and his girlfriend had dated for two years. They had kissed a lot but until recently Joe had never done more than play with her tits. A few months earlier he had pulled down her panties and rubbed her pussy. He then had opened his fly and pulled out his hard dick. He held his hand over her hand as she stroked him and brought him to a climax. They had done this a few times. Finally she had agreed to go all the way. She had been keeping track of her periods and had determined this weekend would be a safe time to do it. Joe obviously was very excited and wanted to share the news with someone. However, he did not want to talk to his buddies about this until the act was successfully completed so he was thrilled to be able to discuss it with his new friends who he would never see again.

Vlad then said, “Did I hear correctly that you planned to fuck with no protection?”

Joe replied, “We have no worries. She has researched women cycles and determined this weekend is OK.”

To which Vlad replied, “What you are using is the ‘rhythm method’. Do you know what men who fuck using the ‘rhythm method’ are called?”

“No” replied Joe.

“They are called ‘Fathers’. There is only one way to totally prevent pregnancy. Don’t fuck.”

At that moment Vlad who was driving stopped and pulled into the parking lot of a Rexall Drug Store. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

Vlad returned from the drug store carrying a bag. He handed it to Joe. “I assume you know how to use these.” Joe looked into the bag and pulled out a box of rubbers. Vlad continued. “Have you ever put one on and jerked off?”

Joe replied, “I have jerked off a lot, but never with a rubber on.”

Vlad: “Please wear one. I suggest you practice before you try to use one when you are ready to fuck. If you thought you were going to do it this evening better practice now so later you can concentrate on pleasing your girl and not have to worry about the complications of using a rubber. Opening the package and then rolling it on is a little tricky. Like many things it is difficult the first time. If your girlfriend is helping you get it on and it does not roll on easily you might spend so much time working on your dick that you shoot your load just getting it in place. You better practice. You will have total privacy if you just do it in the back seat. We won’t look. When you finish tie a knot in it and throw it away. Do not flush it down the toilet. It could mess up the plumbing and worse it might only go part way down and float back up after you thought it was flushed. I assume you do not want her parents to find a cum filled rubber floating in the toilet.”

Joe replied, “You are the greatest friend a guy could have. Her parents are going out this evening so we hoped to do it soon after I arrived. I will do as you suggested.”

Aiden and Vlad were amused as they heard the sounds of pants moving down and a pack of rubbers being opened. Joe was soon moaning as he was apparently stroking himself. He obviously shot a healthy load as his cry of joy indicated. Without looking Aiden handed him a handkerchief to clean himself. Joe then announced, “Thank you both! Stop at the next drive-in restaurant and I will throw away my evidence.”

Although Lakewood was out of their way since it was west of Cleveland and Vlad lived east of downtown they offered to drive Joe to his girlfriend’s door. They wanted to meet this lucky young women. After meeting Joe’s Mary, Vlad handed him a business card and asked him to write them about his visit to Lakewood. Joe smiled as he put the card in his pocket. When Vlad put his hand out to shake Joe’s with a goodbye jester, Joe wrapped his arms around Vlad and whispered into his ear, “You are the greatest.” Joe then hugged Aiden in a not so manly way.

A week later Vlad received a letter from Joe: “Dear Vlad and Aiden. Thank you for the ride to Lakewood. Your suggestions were excellent. After we did it the first time I told Mary about your advice. She laughed and said she was happy I was not picked up by a preacher while hitchhiking as he would not have been so helpful. After I mail this letter I must go to the drug store and buy another box, the twelve in the original box are all gone. …… the letter continued with comments about school and his classes in the fall …. Thanks again, Joe.”

At the end of the summer Aiden returned to his studies in Georgia. The following January he happily moved into Vlad’s apartment and began his PhD program at Western Reserve University.