Russia - My Home - 47. Chapter 47 Rob's and Jake’s Story

1959 - 1963

Rob was in a state of euphoria as soon as he entered the apartment. In just a few weeks his life had totally changed. He now had friends. He had a future. He had learned that sex with another person was a glorious, wonderful event, not just equal to jerking off.

As soon as they were in bed Rob did what he now enjoyed giving and Vlad and Reg enjoyed receiving. He expertly sucked off each of his friends. While sucking he thought of the cowboy who had encouraged the ‘joy of blow jobs’. Lying between his friends in the spacious, comfortable bed he missed the cramped, narrow and frequently lumpy beds on the road. Then he was always pressed against one or both of his friends.

In the middle of the night Rob woke and thought he was alone in bed for the first time in weeks. He could hear the soft snoring of his friends but was not touching either. He moved toward Vlad and then cuddled against him. Vlad was sleeping on his back. Rob pressed into him as his dick rose. He gently caressed Vlad’s naked chest. Moving down to the stomach and lower he soon was holding a hard dick in his hand. He was not sure if Vlad was awake. Gently Rob moved down under the covers and for the second time in a few hours took the uncut dick in his mouth. He played with the skin with his tongue. Suddenly he felt Vlad’s strong hands on his head pushing him harder down on the dick. Within minutes Rob swallowed Russian cream. Vlad said, “Thanks my friend” as he reached over and handed a few Kleenexes to Rob. “Sorry, I am in no condition to return the favor now. I will later. Please finish yourself and cuddle against me.” By the time Rob had filled the Kleenex Vlad was softly snoring.

The day after they arrived in Cleveland Vlad scheduled an appointment for Rob with the admission’s officer at his university. Vlad and Rob had discussed university at length and both agreed Rob should take no more than two courses in the fall. They were not sure Frog Creek High School would have prepared even its top student with the background required for a prestigious university such as Western Reserve. Rob was accepted as a part time student and enrolled in Freshman English Composition and Freshman Literature courses. He was an avid reader and had completed all the books Vlad had brought on the trip. He was thrilled when Vlad took him to the nearest Cleveland Public Library branch and he received a card for borrowing books. Later he was overwhelmed by the selection of books and size of both the main public library downtown and the university library. Back in Frog Creek the library had been his window to the world. Never did he imagine a library’s collection could be so extensive.

The following day Vlad and Rob visited downtown Cleveland. They walked to the nearby University Circle station of the Rapid and rode a train that in minutes took them to Terminal Tower on Cleveland’s Public Square. They then walked the few blocks to Burrough’s Book Store. Rob was in awe as he entered the largest bookstore he had ever seen. As soon as they entered the store the assistant manager, Roland Johns, recognized Vlad. He smiled as he shook Rob’s hand while pleasantly greeting him. Roland escorted them to his private office and as soon as the door was closed wrapped his arms around Vlad. To Rob’s amazement and amusement they deep kissed as they hugged. Roland then hugged Rob holding him cheek to cheek without the deep kiss.

Vlad had written to Roland about Rob while on the road. Although Roland was aware of the situation he wanted all the details. He suggested they go for lunch at the Silver Grill in Higbee’s Department Store (see note below). Before they departed for lunch Roland handed Rob a book, “I understand your library and the Kansas City bookstore consider this obscene. We in Cleveland are a lot more liberal. I hope this book by Allen Ginsberg does not corrupt your mind. However, since you have traveled with Vlad I am positive it has already been thoroughly and happily corrupted.”

Rob held the book as if it were a priceless jewel. He thanked Roland and then pulled him into a hug. “You are correct, Vlad has happily corrupted me.” Rob then pulled Roland into him as they deep kissed.

By the time lunch was over Roland knew all the details of Rob’s background from his experiences with Pastor / Principal Jenkins, coming out with Vlad, fucking cowboys and playing with the Minnesota twins.

When they returned to the bookstore Roland asked Rob if he would be interested working there. (Vlad had written that Rob very much wanted to work in a bookstore.) Rob got a big smile on his face and in lieu of an answer again hugged his new friend. Roland explained his duties: he would alternate between working in the warehouse and the store where he would stock books for display, prepare books for shipment that customers had ordered and do general cleaning. Since summer was the slow season for a bookstore he was not needed until September and could start at about the same time his classes began. Rob wanted to scream with joy. He would actually be paid to handle books, his best friends after Vlad, Reg and now Roland.

The following evening the three were invited to dinner at Roland’s and Alex’s home. Rob felt like he was walking on a movie set as he entered the stately home with stylish furniture and perfectly manicured landscaping which resulted from Alex owning a successful landscape firm. As always Alex prepared a sumptuous dinner. The conversation centered on Rob’s past and future plans. Following dinner, as Reg and Vlad had told Rob to expect, there was a tour of the second floor followed by showers and the adventure in the bedroom with Alex available to all. Rob proved that while he did not have the largest dick in the group, at the age of eighteen, his youthful fuck was especially energetic and included an innocent enthusiasm that gave Alex a very special feeling as Rob pumped into him. Then Reg and Vlad and finally his magnum sized lover, Roland, had their way with Alex.

Two days later Reg and Rob departed on the nine hour drive to Reg’s home in Washington DC. Reg had to look after his affairs after being away almost two months during the Cleveland visit and road trip. Since Vlad would be very much involved at school in various university projects until the beginning of the semester beginning in six weeks he needed quiet time to himself. He was in the middle of a major research project when they had departed on the road trip and also needed extensive time to prepare to teach a new to him course. Rob willingly left Cleveland as he both wanted to visit the national capitol as well as meet Jake. He had been told Jake’s story and in some ways it paralleled his: a young man trapped in a small town where his family and society in general put great pressure on him to live a different lifestyle than the heart dictated. As sections of the interstate highway system had opened the hours of driving between Cleveland and Washington was shorter. By sharing driving and making only brief and necessary stops they were home in time for dinner.

Jake met them at the door giving both Reg and Rob who he was just meeting for the first time tight hugs. As Rob felt this stranger’s arms around him he had feelings he had never had before. He just wanted this man to hold him forever. The first time Vlad had hugged him which was the first time anyone except for his mother and other lady relatives he had a wonderful, calming feeling. The hug from Jake gave him even stronger feelings. Within a couple of minutes dinner was ready and they ate and talked with ease. Immediately after dinner Reg excused himself to begin going through his mail which would be followed by an early bedtime resulting from the long drive.

Although Rob was also tired from the long drive the excitement of meeting the handsome Jake kept him going. The two washed dishes together and then talked until after midnight. Jake finally announced that they should go to bed as he needed to get up early and go to work. They went upstairs and with no hesitation went to Jake’s bedroom and stripped for a shower. They walked into the bathroom, pissed together and then both stepped into the shower. They each had a washcloth that was used to wash the other. Using soap bubbles as a lubricant Jake stroked both dicks with one hand, the taller Jake’s on top of Rob’s. Rob played with Jake’s nipple with one hand and one of his own nipples with the other as Jake stroked. Rob looked down when Jake became tense and watched Jake’s cum shoot onto his pubic hair over his dick as his own dick, under Jake’s, shot into his friend’s balls. They smiled at each other as they washed the cum off each other and then dried their friend. They then walked to the master bedroom and crawled into the giant bed with Reg who was sound asleep. Each soon fell asleep in the arms of the other. When the alarm went off Jake quickly turned it off so as not to wake Reg. When he reached over Rob to turn off the alarm he felt the young man’s early morning hard dick. Jake got out of bed, pulled the covers off the still sleeping Rob and leaned in to swallow his dick. The exhausted Rob was half awake when he ejaculated into his new friend’s mouth. Jake went to his room and dressed for work and Rob fell back to sleep. While Jake had his own bedroom he only used it to store his clothes and personal belongings. He always slept in Reg’s bed, even when Reg was away.

Within twenty-four hours of the arrival the eighteen year old Rob and twenty-six year old Jacob were totally infatuated with each other. Rob had read about the feelings of love in the many novels he consumed and seen actors on television and in movies talk about love. Boys back in Frog Creek sometimes mentioned they loved a certain girl while discussing the hopefulness of fucking her. But, until he met Jacob Yoder, his Jake, he never understood the concept of ‘love’. Now he did.

The day after their arrival Reg took Rob on a tour of the city by streetcar and bus. He wanted this country boy to become familiar with public transportation so he would have the freedom of solo movement around the city. Within a few days Rob easily traveled on his own. During his five week visit Rob explored many of Washington’s tourist attractions and some areas that were not so touristy. He made a list of bookstores using the Yellow Page and visited many of them. After his new friends in Cleveland and Washington and especially Jake, his next best friend was a book. He would often take walks always carrying a book to read as he visited parks or coffee shops. By the end of his visit he had read every book on the reading list for his Freshman English Literature course. While reading the books in advance was not required he wanted to get a head start on his school work. At least twice a week he met Jake for lunch. Two weekends the two drove to Rehoboth Beach on the Atlantic Ocean in Delaware. This was the first time Rob had seen an ocean. They stayed at the gay friendly Pleasant Inn where two men could book a room with just one double bed without fear of nasty looks or comments. They thought some of other guests at the inn were also gay. However, Rob and Jake were too much involved in their relationship to ‘look for action’. While they were free to sleep in as late as they wanted on weekends in Washington there was something special about being away with ones lover. Once they sat at the Pink Pony Bar sipping beers among the obviously gay men, some of whom were very outlandish (queenie). The country boys thought such behavior was strange.

Rob and Jake felt comfortable sleeping in the same bed with Reg even as their passion for each other grew. Reg with his friend Vlad was the man who had brought both of them out of what each felt were ‘lives with no future’. While they both loved their families on the farm and in the mountains they had felt trapped and were grateful for the liberation these men had given them. Also, both Reg and Vlad were both very sensual bed partners. Almost every night there was some sort of threesome. Reg was well aware of the boy’s feelings. He felt a special satisfaction that he had helped bring these two together. He cherished, not resented, their bonding and did not feel rejected when they cuddled together in the large bed. The night before Rob would return to Cleveland by train Reg announced at supper, “I’m going to the Men’s Club meeting at church this evening. When I return I plan to read in my study and then sleep in the spare bedroom. I am fully aware of your feelings for each other and want to give you two your final night, a night of love together”. Rob and Jake both stood and walked over to Reg’s chair. Jake said, “Thank you friend.”

“If you two want to be excused now I will take care of the dishes. Rob and Jake hugged and kissed Reg again holding hands as they ran up the stairs. Reg thought to himself with a smile ‘it’s only 6:30. I hope Rob isn’t too tired to make it to the train station tomorrow morning’.

The next morning Jake and Rob went to the Washington Union Station together. Ever vigilant of drawing attention to their man to man friendship when in the men’s room they pissed with one urinal separating them and staring at the wall in front of them, not peaking at the dick next to them as they usually did. Walking down the platform to the train they walked an appropriate straight guy distance apart. As Jake boarded his train car they shook hands, firm but with no lingering. They did not need a final hug to express their love as that had been taken care of time and time and time again the previous night. Rob sat in a seat at a window opposite to where Jacob stood on the platform and they tearfully waved goodbye as the train pulled out of the station.

The day after his arrival home in Cleveland Rob reported for work at the Burrough’s Bookstore warehouse. The following Monday his classes started at WRU. While both classes were challenging, especially the composition / writing course, he was able to hold his own. He soon realized that Frog Creek High School had given a much lower level of preparation for college than the other students in his class had received. Vlad helped him with study habits and mentored him as he struggled with papers in the writing class and literary critiques in the literature class. He was thankful that he had taken a typing class in Frog Creek. He was the only male in the class as men of Frog Creek did not need such a skill but girls who wanted an office job, the best job available in the mountains for a girl without a college degree, did.

He wrote and received letters to / from Jake almost every other day. He got goose bumps when he returned from school or work and saw a letter from Jake on the table in the front hall.

Near the end of September Jake suggested in his letter that Rob consider moving to Washington and enrolling in George Washington University. He had discussed the possibility with Reg who while not endorsing the idea stated that he would help Rob financially no matter where he attended college. Rob discussed the possibility with Vlad that evening. Vlad told him that he would sincerely miss him if he moved to Washington but did not consider switching schools a bad choice.

A week later Jake wrote that he could take the Wednesday before and Monday after Thanksgiving off as vacation days. He realized that for a retail store this was the beginning of the busiest time of the year and that Rob would probably be working extra hours that weekend. Jake arrived Wednesday afternoon. They had Wednesday night, all day Thursday, Thanksgiving, Friday and Saturday nights and all day Sunday together. Vlad told his friends to use the master bedroom and he slept on the narrow bed in Adam’s studio across the hall. Roland and Alex invited them to their home for Thanksgiving dinner. Vlad stayed after dinner for quality time with his friends while Rob and Jake rushed home for their own quality time.

December 24, 1959, Christmas Eve, was Rob’s last day at Burrough’s. While he was exhausted from juggling the sixty hour work weeks the two weeks before Christmas with school he was on a high in anticipation of Jake’s arrival that evening. Luckily the university semester did not end until the middle of January (the usual university semester schedule in the 1950s) so Rob would have time after Christmas to complete school projects and study for his final exams. Jake was able to leave work at noon on Christmas Eve and arrived in Cleveland just before midnight having been delayed by snow in the Pennsylvania mountains. When exhausted Rob had arrived home from work he immediately went to bed to rest prior to his lover’s arrival. Vlad told Rob to sleep in the master bedroom big bed. He would sleep in Adam’s studio across the hall. Vlad attended the 7 pm Christmas Eve service at the Epworth Methodist Church about a thirty minute walk from his home. At the service he felt the presence of his friend Reg who was attending Apple Hill Methodist Church in Washington, the church where he had met his friend, mentor and lover in 1947, twelve years earlier. Arriving home he read while waiting to welcome Jake.

When Jake arrived they hugged. Vlad felt Jake’s hard dick pressing into him. He reached down and patted Jake’s crotch saying, “I feel that Mr. Jake is very happy to see me or is it that country boy? He’s in the big bed resting after an exhausting work and school schedule. I am sure he will be extremely happy when Mr. Jake slides in under the covers. I’ll be sleeping in Adam’s studio.”

Jake leaned in and gave Vlad a hard kiss on the mouth. “Thank you my friend. We will see you in the morning or most likely the afternoon.”

As Jake ran up the stairs Vlad called out, “If you are still missing at dinner time I will send a search party. Sweet dreams and Merry Christmas.”

“And a Merry Christmas to you!”

Vlad did see the young lovers mid morning when they came down stairs for breakfast. Although it was Christmas morning they did not share gifts as that tradition would wait until the following week when they would all be in Washington with Reg. Both exhausted, Rob from his heavy work schedule, Jake from his difficult drive through snowy Pennsylvania mountains and both from a sleepless, but not sexless, night they returned to bed after breakfast.

The three had been invited to the home of Roland and Alex for Christmas dinner. However, Rob had told Alex and Roland that he and Jake would not be able to attend as Jake would be exhausted from his long drive the previous day. Also attending the dinner would be Alex’s son Alan and the mother of his son June.

Note - This family situation is discussed in the companion story – Boys of the 1950s – Chapter 11. When skinny, hungry Russian immigrant, Alex, moved in with Roland years earlier he continued to work for a landscaper. His pay was so low that he would have been forced to live on bread and tea if he was not living with and supported by Roland. He was seduced by a wife on one of his landscaping assignments. The wife, Mrs. June Foyle, then hired him to work one day a week at a pay that was almost equal to his weekly salary. Mrs. Foyle’s husband was a successful businessman but not a romantic husband. For about a year Alex worked for her every Wednesday. He also fucked her every week, the only woman he had ever been with. When she discovered she was pregnant she reluctantly terminated Alex’s services. Her husband assumed Alan was his and was a good father. She had made a point of seducing her husband a few times as soon as she discovered she was pregnant. About a year after her husband’s death she asked her brother to suggest a landscaper for her home. With Alex’s excellent reputation he was recommended. June and Alex reconnected and became good platonic friends. About a year later Alan was told about his real father and accepted the handsome Alex.

Alex’s son, Alan, had graduated from Wooster College and was working as a staff auditor in the New York office of Price Waterhouse & Co (one of the then ‘Big Eight’ accounting firms). Alan also attended New York University Graduate School of Business in the evening pursuing an MBA. The handsome lad of twenty-three shook Vlad’s hand saying “это хорошо к до встречи (it is good to see you again).” Vlad replied in Russian. Alan was studying his father’s native language and wanted to use it when possible. He often spoke Russian with his father and they wrote letters to each other in the language.

Following dinner and more conversation June and Alan departed. Roland, Alex and Vlad went upstairs to the shower and master bedroom for their special celebration with Alex on his back and both Roland and Vlad delivering a very merry holiday fuck.

Later Alex prepared plates of ham, sweet potatoes and green bean casserole as well as pie for Vlad to take home to the lovers. Arriving home Vlad called to the boys. Hearing nothing he went upstairs and knocked on their door. When there was no response he opened the door and to no surprise saw them sound asleep cuddled next to each other. Since they were scheduled to leave early the following morning to drive to Frog Creek, Tennessee he woke them so they could have a proper dinner. By the time Vlad had warmed the dinner they appeared in the kitchen each wearing one of his bathrobes. The three talked and laughed until 10 pm. The boys went back to bed and promised to sleep. Vlad was worried that since they were getting up at five in the early morning if they did not have proper rest they would not be able to make the long drive to Frog Creek. This would be Rob’s first visit home since he had left with no warning six months earlier. He had written his parents frequently. Their replies were full of bewilderment as to how a sensible boy could leave a place where he had a good job working as a plumber available and excellent marriage prospects to work in all places a book store and attend university.

They departed as scheduled the following morning within fifteen minutes of getting up and having a quick cup of coffee. The long drive could take as long as fifteen hours. With stops their arrival time would hopefully be before midnight. Luckily Christmas was on a Friday in 1959 so traffic would be light as they traveled on Saturday, the middle of the Christmas holiday weekend. Rob wanted to be home in time to attend church on Sunday so he could show off his lover to Pastor Jenkins. After the service he would refuse to shake the pastor’s hand while introducing Jake as the man who provided him with everything that he needed.

After the service when he had introduced Jake to Pastor Jenkins Jake had whispered into the pastor’s ear “You will be happy to know Rob has learned to appreciate a real dick, not the little stub on a pedophile pastor and principal. Hell has a special place for people like you taking advantage of innocent boys.” Rob had requested that his parents borrow an army cot to be set up in his room so the guest would not have to sleep on the living room sofa. Of course the cot was for show and was never slept in. His parents finally accepted the fact that their only child would probably never live in Frog Creek. His father had lectured his mother to hold her opinions about his life in Washington and Cleveland or Rob might never return home to visit Frog Creek again. After three days in Frog Creek Rob was happy to return to Washington.

Back in Washington the afternoon of New Year’s Eve they celebrated the Christmas exchange of gifts. Rob was thrilled when he opened the gift from Vlad, a Parker 51 Pen. He knew his fellow students and instructors would know he was serious about his studies when he used a ‘Parker 51’ to take notes. The most memorable gift was from Reg. When Rob opened the very light package he found silk boxer underware in five colors: red, black, violet, sky blue and dark blue. Reg chuckled as he commented about what Rob had said when he borrowed Reg’s silk underware since he had no extra clothes the day they picked him up along the road. He had said they made him feel very so sexy. “We noticed that the first time you returned from the bathroom after showering wearing silk boxers you had a bulge. Now we can ask. Was that bulge from wearing silk for the first time or had you just jerked off?”

Rob laughed as he replied, “Both.”

With no concern for modesty he removed his pants and cotton underware, adjusted his dick, scratched his balls and put on the violet boxers. He then walked over to Reg and gave him a deep kiss.

Everybody laughed as Jake said, “Hope that bulge doesn’t mean you will make a mess in those fancy soft boxers.” Rob wore just the boxers and A-shirt the rest of the day until they dressed to attend the New Year’s party at the Brennan’s.

Attending the New Year’s party of the Brennan’s, church members, had been a tradition for Reg and Vlad for years, this being their thirteenth party. This so-called non-alcoholic Methodist party was livened by the supply of spirits Mr. Brennan hid in the pantry and made available to anyone interested in some libation. As they walked home soon after midnight they discussed the events of the year. Of course the main event of 1959 had been the rescuing of Rob from an uncertain fate as he attempted to escape from Frog Creek and as a naive mountain boy travel to San Francisco.

This thoughtful discussion was interrupted when Rob started a snow ball fight. This led to the two rolling in the snow. The stronger Jake soon had Rob pinned to the ground as he shoved snow in his face and appeared to be humping him. Reg admonished them with a chuckle, “If you boys do not behave I am going to whip you asses and send you to your room when we get home.”

Both looked up at Reg and simultaneously said, “Please do.”

As soon as they arrived home the two couples went to their own rooms, Reg and Vlad to the master bedroom while Rob and Jake ran up the stairs to Jake’s small study room with the bed that he rarely used as normally he would sleep in the big bed.

Reg and Vlad were soon naked and in each other’s arms. While Vlad rarely bottomed (Adam had fucked him on a regular basis) he had the urge to receive his first fuck years earlier on January 1, 1948, their first year together. Reg with his long thin dick had been gentle with the fuck of the American virgin and Vlad’s pain had soon turned into ecstasy. Years earlier Vlad had happily serviced the General in the Soviet Union. As much as he enjoyed the feeling of his lover in him he had no desire for it on a regular basis. They continued the tradition the following year and every year thereafter on January 1.

A week later Vlad and Rob returned to Cleveland by train. This time there were no tears at Washington Union Station as Rob would soon be returning to live with Jake permanently following his final weeks of classes and exams.

Rob returned by train with all his possessions three weeks later just a couple of days before his two classes at George Washington University began. A week later he applied for and was hired to work full time in a book store near Washington’s DuPont Circle, a twenty minute walk from their home.

The years flew by as the love between the Amish country boy and the Tennessee mountain boy flourished. In June 1963 Vlad visited Washington to attend Jake’s graduation from GWU. Reg, now sixty-six years old stood proudly for photographs with his three boys, all of whom had life changing experiences thanks to his mentoring.

Upon graduation Rob was hired in a managerial position at Washington’s largest bookstore chain. He and Jake never considered moving out of Reg’s home in Georgetown. In bed the older Reg was as sensuous and loving as he had been when each had first met him. When Reg was in town the three always slept together in the big bed

Reg who now considered both Washington and Cleveland as his home when not traveling. Every year he and Vlad did a two week holiday to a new place for both. Their travels included the Canadian Rockies, Alaska, the San Francisco area, the Swiss Alps, and Sicily with the beautiful village of Taormina as their base. With friends from church Reg took cruises and organized tours. Of course he was always welcome at the farm near Johnstown, Pennsylvania and at Vlad’s friends’ brownstone in Brooklyn Heights, New York City.

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