Russia - My Home - 36. Chapter 36 Vlad the Scholar, Jacob the Hero

After consulting with Reg, Vlad invited Jake to go to Philadelphia with him. While Jake would not attend the meetings Vlad knew he would enjoy exploring the city on his own. Jake was fascinated by his first trip on a train. He enjoyed sitting next to Vlad watching the country side and small towns they passed through. This high speed express train only made one stop, Baltimore, as it traveled from Washington to Philadelphia. Taking the Philadelphia Transportation Company subway from the train station was another new and interesting adventure for the country boy. They checked into the convention hotel, The Bellevue-Stratford, early in the afternoon. As they looked out the window of their twelfth floor room Vlad realized his friend had never been this high before. Jake was excited as a little boy in a toy store examining the view and everything in the room. He laughed when Vlad said, “Too bad we had to get a room with two beds, but it would not be a good idea for two men traveling together to request one bed. If we both sleep in one narrow bed it will be crowded. Being crowded next to you will make me very happy.”

Jake just laughed and got on his knees. “I really want to start exploring the city. But first I must explore your dick.” He said this while unzipping Vlad’s pants and taking the now hard dick in his mouth. While he sucked he jerked off himself and swallowing Vlad’s load brought him over the edge as he unloaded into a Kleenex from the box conveniently placed on the night stand between the beds. “Now I am ready to begin exploring the city.”

Vlad had the rest of the afternoon free until the registration for the meeting began in one of the hotel’s conference rooms.  They had purchased a city map and guide book a week earlier at a Washington book store.  Jake had studied the travel information and had a list of places he wanted to visit.  Vlad was satisfied his friend would have no difficulty navigating the city on foot and by public transportation.  They stopped at a Horn & Hardart Automat Restaurant. Jake had read about this popular restaurant chain serving customers in New York City and Philadelphia and wanted to visit one.  As described in the guide book the woman at a booth near the entrance gave nickels in exchange for dollar bills.  Along the wall of the restaurant were rows of small doors.  Behind each door was an item of food.  They walked to the pie section and Jake selected a piece of apple pie behind the small door.  He inserted nickels in a slot next to the door.  The door opened and Jake took out his piece of pie.  Vlad also selected a piece of pie.  In another area there was a pile of clean cups and a spigot.  Vlad placed a cup under the spigot, inserted a nickel and coffee poured out stopping when the cup was full.  Jake repeated the process.    

After their snack they continued their walk and passed a movie theater showing the newly released A Streetcar Named Desire starring Marlon Brando and Vivien Leigh. One of the photos outside the theater advertising the film depicted the handsome 27 year old Brando in a sweaty undershirt. Vlad suggested that Jake go to the movie sometime while he was at conference meetings.

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The visit to Philadelphia was professionally interesting to Vlad the student and fascinating to Jake, the farm boy. Vlad enjoyed the seminars, lectures and socializing. Since the title of the conference was “What Is Hiding Behind the Iron Curtain?” Vlad was familiar with every discussion. At the first session he attended Saturday morning Professor Kartin from New York University was presenting his research and reading from excerpts of his paper titled “Stalin’s Influence on Military Decisions.” At the end of the formal presentation the professor asked if there were any comments or questions. Vlad raised his hand. Professor Kartin looked a little put out that someone with a student nametag and not one of the distinguished professors was commenting. He reluctantly nodded to Vlad to speak. Vlad stated, “You are not exactly correct that no one questioned Stalin during war meetings.” The presenter gave Vlad an evil eye while thinking to himself, ‘How can this student question my research.’ Vlad continued, “When I attended war meetings at the Kremlin as an aide to General Valery Karasyovl the General sometimes carefully questioned Stalin’s strategy. He was the only general to ever question Stalin.”

The distinguished professor interrupted Vlad, “Are you telling me you actually met with Stalin?”

Vlad replied, “Yes, about ten times during the war.”

“This is very interesting. Who are you? What is your background? How did you get to the USA?”

Vlad seriously replied. “That is a long story. Briefly, I was born in 1920 in Moscow. My family lived in a communal apartment where we had one room for the four of us and we shared a kitchen and bathroom with four other families each living in one room. My father was a streetcar operator. In school I exhibited a proficiency in languages and was sent to a special German Language Institute where I learned to speak German with a perfect Berlin accent. My main teacher who had escaped from Berlin when he was caught in situation with the fifteen year old daughter (a little white lie Vlad thought to himself, cannot let them know my mentor liked boys) of a Nazi official. In 1941 the day Germany began moving across Poland to invade the Soviet Union I was rushed by car, my first ride in an automobile, to be an interpreter at an emergency meeting of Soviet army officers. I was given German documents to translate. That morning I met General Karasyovl. After hearing my presentation he requested my services as his person interpreter. We became friends and I worked closely with the General until the end of the war. I was assigned to Soviet Army Headquarters in Moscow and attended numerous meetings as the General’s aide including meetings with Stalin. As the war was coming to an end the General called me to his office and told me Europe would be in chaos for years and my future would be best in the U.S.A. He also told me I should leave Moscow as soon as possible as he was sure Stalin would have him detained and most likely shot or sent to Siberia for being the only general that publically disagreed him. Until the war ended Stain needed him. Now he was no longer needed for the war effort. Expressing an opinion contrary to Stalin’s was something that no one in the Soviet Union did and survived. Since I was his aide I might also be arrested. He wrote orders sending me to Berlin. The next morning men arrived at the General’s office to take him. He had disappeared hours earlier. I assume he took the identity of a dead soldier and today is living somewhere in the Soviet Union far from Moscow. I immediately left the office and went to the air field where I took a transport plane to Berlin. While at Soviet Headquarters in Moscow I had studied English. Since I had become fluent in English I was assigned tasks related to coordinating with the Americans in the administration of Berlin. I met an American major and eventually agreed to work for American intelligence while stationed at the Soviet headquarters. When I learned Soviet officials at the Headquarters suspected someone was giving the Americans information I quickly went to USA Headquarters where I stayed until transport was arranged to take me to America. I lived on an Army base in Washington where my movements and activities were closely monitored while working for the US Army with an office in the Pentagon. Eventually it was determined that I was not a mole sent by the Soviet Union and I continued to work at the Pentagon and moved to the home of someone I met at Apple Hill Methodist Church. I began part-time studies at George Washington University and now attend full time. As you Americans would say, ‘That’s the story in a nutshell’.“

“Your research is basically correct. To my knowledge no generals questioned Stalin’s strategy except for Generals Karasyovl. While Stalin needed his expertise during the war as soon as it was apparent Germany had lost the General was no longer needed. General Karasyovl knew this and that is why he disappeared at the end.”

Professor Kartin was dumbfounded. “Never did I expect to meet someone who actually met with Stalin. I would like to meet with you later to discuss your experiences. I saw General Karasyovl’s name mentioned in documents I researched for this paper. I could not verify the information and am extremely pleased you have brought this information to my attention.”

At the coffee break after the session Vlad was surrounded by researchers and students interested in his background. Word traveled throughout the conference about this young man with the amazing experience and he had many interesting discussions. Professor Kartin invited him to visit New York and continue their discussions which Vlad did.

At dinner that evening Professor Robert Hastings from Western Reserve University in Cleveland, Ohio invited Vlad to sit at his table. He told Vlad that while Ohio was not a Mid-Atlantic state he was attending the conference because of his interest in the topic and being a native of nearby Media, Pennsylvania he had an opportunity to visit his parents as well as the conference. Professor Hastings asked Vlad about his future plans. When Vlad told him he hope to continue studies to obtain a masters and hopefully a PhD in political science Professor Hastings suggested he consider the program at Western Reserve University. After dinner they continued their discussion over a beer in the hotel bar. By the end of the evening Vlad was very intrigued with both the program at Western Reserve as well as living in Cleveland. He did not mention that his roommate / friend / lover, Reg, was from Cleveland and a graduate of Western Reserve. He wanted to discuss this opportunity with Reg who had always spoken highly of the university. Professor Hastings invited Vlad to visit the campus.

When Vlad returned to their room at about ten he found Jake watching a mystery story broadcast of the Goodyear Television Playhouse,.  The program was just ending and for the next hour they shared their experiences of the day.  Jake had spent most of the morning at The Franklin Institute, a science museum.  He then walked around historic sites including the Liberty Bell.  To relax he decided to go to the movies and see, as suggested by Vlad, A Streetcar Named Desire staring the handsome Marlon Brando.      Having never attended a movie prior to moving to Washington he was now familiar with the ‘flicks’ as Vlad sometimes called them.  He and Vlad and sometimes Reg attended a movie about every two weeks.  After buying popcorn and a Hersey chocolate bar at the concession stand he decided to go to the balcony for no other reason than that they never sat in the balcony.  He thought that this would be a different way to view the movie.  He sat five seats in from the aisle.  There were very few people in the balcony.  Jake was mesmerized by the sight of the handsome Brando.  Seeing Brando without a shirt wakened Jakes horniness.  He felt himself getting hard.  Although the theater was very dark he was embarrassed with the stiffing in his pants.  He looked to his right and about four seats over was a man who returned Jakes stare.  In the darkness Jake thought he saw the man was playing with himself.  Now Jake was more interested in this man than Brando.  The man was looking straight at Jake who returned the look.  Then the man gently moved to the seat next to him.  He pressed his leg against Jake’s.  Jake automatically moved his leg away.  Again the stranger moved his leg again against Jake’s.  This time Jake did not move.  Jake felt an urge to return the leg pressure and pushed against the man’s.  After a few minutes of pressure the man put his hand on Jake’s knee.  Jake remained motionless.  The man squeezed the knee.  Jake did not move away while his cock got harder.  The man then took hold of Jake’s hand.  They sat for a few minutes holding hands, squeezing hands.  Then he moved Jake’s hand to his crotch where Jake could feel a rigid dick.  With his free hand the man opened his fly and then moved Jake’s hand into his open pants.  Jake eagerly felt the warm, hard, cut dick that was now seeping precum.  The man then moved down in his seat and Jake could feel the hairy balls.  The man then placed his hand over Jakes crotch feeling the hard dick.  He unzipped Jake and with difficulty pulled out the hard, wet uncut dick.  He began stroking it.  Jake leaned into the man and whispered, “Please stop. I am ready to unload and make a mess in your hand and all over the front of my pants.”

The man whispered back, “Don’t worry, there will be no mess”. He then leaned over and put his lips on Jake. He then swallowed the entire shaft as Jake shot spurt after spurt after spurt down the stranger’s throat. When he finished the man waited a moment then licked off any remaining cum. He cleaned Jake’s foreskin with his tongue. The man then sat up, leaned into Jake and said, “Thanks.” He put his cock back into his pants, got up and moved to the other side of the balcony. Jake, very satisfied with his adventure enjoyed the rest of the movie.

Jake was not sure what Vlad’s reaction would be to this ’adventure’. He almost considered not telling what had happened. He was greatly relieved when Vlad did not chastise him but laughed about an adventure he had never had or considered. They did have a discussion of the danger of such an activity but as Vlad admitted he would have done the same given the situation.

Jake then told about his next adventure. As he was walking down Broad Street after the movie he stopped at a crosswalk waiting for the green light to cross the street when he noticed an Amish family in a doorway. The mother was crying and the father attempting to console her as four young children looked anxiously at their parents. Jake stepped closer to them and realized they were discussing the loss of the mother’s purse. Jake stepped closer and said in the Amish German dialect the family spoke, “Do you have a problem? May I help you?”

“My wife, Emma, has lost her purse. Maybe she dropped it or maybe it was stolen. In it was our money and train tickets home to Lancaster.”

“I have enough money with me to replace your tickets.”

Father: “We cannot accept help from a stranger.”

“If you will not permit me to help you buy your tickets I will loan you the money and you can repay me.”

Mother: “You are kind. If that is possible it would be a great relief to my husband and our children. Why is it that you speak our language.”

‘I grew up in Intercourse, near Lancaster. My name is Jacob (pronounced Ya Kob to his Amish acquantiances) Yoder. Now I live in Washington. Like you, I am visiting this beautiful city.

As they walked to the train station the father introduced himself and his family. They were Levi and Emma Zimmerman and their children, two boys and two girls between the ages of four and eleven, were Amos, Samuel, Susan and Miriam. As they walked past a Horn and Hardart Automat Restaurant Jake said: “I am hungry as I am sure you are also. This is an inexpensive restaurant where we can purchase food in an interesting way. If I visited your home hungry I know you would feed me. I insist that we stop for a bite to eat. You may repay me for the train tickets but I would be pleased to treat your family to a small meal.”

Mother: “You are most kind. Yes, we are hungry. We had planned to buy food before we boarded the train.”

Upon entering the restaurant Jake purchased nickels from the cashier. He then explained how the food was available behind the small doors. After looking at various food options Emma Zimmerman selected less expensive items for the family: two each of chicken pot pies, baked beans and macaroni & cheese. Jake selected a pot pie. After obtaining coffee for the three adults and milk for the children they sat at a table. Jake told about his family and moving to Washington without going into any details. The Zimmermans were familiar with the area of Jacob’s family as they had a farm near Bird-In-Hand, a few miles from Intercourse. Jacob then took the children to the dessert section where each selected either a piece of pie or cake. Jacob chose huckleberry, apple and cherry pie for himself and the parents.

When they arrived at the train station Jake bought tickets for the hour and half trip to Lancaster. Looking in his wallet he still had two dollars. He handed the two dollars to the father and said, “You should have some money with you in case there is an emergency. Please take it. You can return it to me by mail after you arrive safely home.”

“Thank you my friend. My family is indebted to you. We will mail the money Monday.”

Jake walked to the train platform. The children waved to him through the open window as the engine pulled the passenger cars out of the station.

On Monday Levi Zimmerman visited the post office in Lancaster to mail money kept in a jar on the kitchen shelf to Jacob in Washington. He told the post master and friends at the general store about the kindness of Jacob Yoder from Intercourse. Everyone in the store heard the tale including a woman from Intercourse. By the end of the week the tale of Jacob helping the family in distress had traveled by mouth trough out the countryside. As with many gossip tales the significance of the story increased as passed mouth to mouth. By the time Jacob’s mother heard the story her son had rescued the Zimmerman family from a gang of thieves and that Jacob had generously provided the family of ten (not six) hearty meals at an expensive restaurant (not beans and pot pies at the Automat).

Jacob’s mother heard the story from a neighbor. She was proud of her son for his act of kindness. His name had never been said aloud in the Yoder home since he had departed in January. This silence about a family member who had left home was an Amish custom. Jacob’s father also had heard the tale when visiting a neighbor to help with the birth of a calf. As was the custom neither the mother nor father told the other about the kindness of their son. Jacob’s brothers and sisters also heard the story. They eagerly discussed it among themselves, never within hearing of their parents.

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Upon arrival home Jake and Vlad eagerly shared their adventures with Reg. Reg was not shocked about the blow job in the theater balcony. He admitted that years earlier it had happened to him more than once in a dark balcony. He was extremely pleased to hear about Jake’s act of kindness. Reg and Vlad had a long discussion about the happenings at the conference. He told Vlad that he was aware that Western Reserve had a fine reputation related to graduate study in political science. When Vlad told him he had been invited to visit the campus Reg suggested they should consider a road trip to visit both the University and Cleveland as soon as Vlad completed the spring semester.