Weekend in Kyiv (Part Two)

Chapter Eight - Snake Bite!

For quite some time, we all lay in one contented heap in the sun, sand clinging to our cum-spatttered bodies. as we drifted somewhere between sleep and wakefulness. I basked in the wonders of the day, relishing the sensation of naked youthful flesh against my body, my mind replaying highlights of the last 24 hours, not wishing to break the spell of the moment; it was still hard to believe it was not just a dream.

Sascha was the first to stir, wriggling free of our entangled limbs, and poking Sergei and myself back to life. Together we strolled down to the river's edge and lazily slipped into the water, rinsing the sand and cum from our bodies. I was stood chest deep, enjoying the sensation of the current flowing over my body, when I felt two strong hands grab my ankles and tug me under the water. I turned to see Sasca's grinning face, shaking a showe rof water from his golden hair.. "You asked for it" I gasped as I came up for air, and threw myself onto his shoulders, ducking him beneath the surface. As I did, two brown hands grabbed me from behind and pulled me off balance, so I fell gasping backwards into the river; Sergei's serious face was grinning from ear to ear. A minor battle ensued, first one, then another finding himself under attack , as our naked bodies writhed and flailed around inna nd out of the water. The feeling of flesh on flesh was intoxicating, and I was starting to get horny. At one point, I found myself sat on Sascha's shoulders, and the sensation of his silken hair against my manhood brought me frimly to attention once more. Obviously he could feeli it for Sascha threw me to the ground and leaped on top of me.

"You're a very rude boy, Andy, " he laughed, as he pressed himself closer, and I could feel his eight inches steadily pressing more insistently into my stomach, as he began to move himself back and forth against my body.

With a heave, I managed to roll us both over with myself on top, and slid myself backwards, licking his chest and stomach as I went, until my mouth was level with his cock. After all that had happened, I still had not had the taste of manhood between my lips, and I wasn't going to wait a moment longer. Tentatively I began by kissing the length of his shaft, enjoying its manyl warmth on my lips. Then, trembling inwardly, I opened my lips and started to lick, as Sascah mumbled appreciatievely, starting at the base (enjoying the sensation of wiry hair on my tongue) then running up the whole length of the shaft. I looked up for a moment, to see that Sergei was standing over us; for a moment, I wondered how he might feel about me tasting his friend's delights in this way, but I need not have worried. From the slow smile on his face and the gentle motion of his hand on his dick, he was enjoying it almost as much as me! I returend my full attention to the pulsing muscle beneath my lips, and, taking hold of the shaft, I pulled it towards me, opening my lips to embrace the purplish bell peeking out from the foreskin. It tasted sharp and and on my tongue and I sucked more of it in, as my hands began a steday motion on the shaft below. My tongue explored the silky smoothness of the glans, wandering into the cracks and crevices and enjoying every little change of texture. Clearly Sascha was enjoying it to, as he ran his hands through my hair, and murmered words of encouragement.

Apparently Sergei was also having fun, for just then I felt a firm hand on my shoulder, and warm breath on my cheeek, and opened my eyes to see his mouth moving towards mine, the tongue coming out to join my efforts. I shifted my position and moved my hand to make room for him. He gripped the base of Sascha's cock fimly in his left hand and began licking firmly and slowly along the shaft. My displaced right hand moved to find Sergie's organ, which, sure enough was curving firmly upward to meet his belly. A moment later, and Sergei's lips had replaced mine at the head of his friend's cock, and, seizing the moment, I moved round until I could take his six inches into my own mouth. Moments ago, no cock had dver passed my lips; now I was on my second, I chuckled to myself. Sergei's erection was so solid, that I had to pull quite firmly to bring it down to my waiting mouth. It tasted different from Sascha's - somehow slightly spicy and not as sharp. Being rather smaller than his, I gathered courage to try and take more of it into my mouth; as I did, the curve in the shaft brought the head up to hit the roof of my mouth, which, for a moment, almost made me gag. But, undetered, I began to explore the full length, running my tongue along the ridge on the underside. I found I could easily suck the full length in, until my nose was brushing against the hair of his balls. I reached up, and grasped the base with my hand, and began to move slowly but steadily up and down along the shaft. In response, Sergei began to thrust in time with my motions.
His labours on Sascha's organ must have paid off, for I felt a stirring at my back, accompanied by a couple of panting gasps, then a contented sigh Next I felt his foot begin to gently rub against my thigh, as Sergei slowly straightened his back, holding my head firmly in place with his hand, and sat back on his heels, spreading his legs wide to allow me full access. This meant I needed to come up onto my knees to continue working on his responsive dick, and I found I could now maintain a much firmer, insistent friction. Sergei murmered approvingly, and I felt his member twitching in my mouth. To add fuel to my passion, I now felt Sascha moving up behind me, reaching around to stroke my own, already throbbing manhood. What's more, I could feel the tickling of his pubic hairs against my butt cheeks, and the distinct sensation of a warm, slightly flaccid cock against the crack. I increased the pace of my oral thrustings, and felt Sergei's cock head leap up against the roof of my mouth. Suddenly I realised what was about to happen. In panic, I spat out his cock, and reared back against Sascha. At the same moment, Sergei's cock erupted in a jet of creamy white manjuice, hitting me in the chest as Sascha and I toppled over backwards. Sergei was laughing hysterically as he jerked the last squirts of cum from his cock by hand.

Sascha rolled over to face me, grinning widely "My God, Andy, you some crazy Englishman," he said "Sergei say you look like some poisonous snake about to bite you!"

I began to laugh too, wiping Sergei's cum off my chest. On an impulse, I reached out and playfully wiped it against Sascha's chest, mingling it with the sticky remains of his own ejaculation. The sensation caused my own flagging erection to start back to life, aided quickly by Sergei's hand which began urgently rubbing it into a frenzy. As I leant back to enjoy his ministrations, my excitement was heightened by the sight of his and Sascha's lips reaching over me in a voluptuous kiss. To top it all, I then felt Sascha's hand glide across my stomach and come to rest between my legs, gently toying with my balls. I couldn't contain it any longer, and once more erupted in a major orgasm, which settled in a pool on my stomach. Sascha 's hand moved upwards, and scooped up some of the juice, rubbing it onto his chest to join his own and Sergei's offerings, and Sergei in turn stretched himself across me and began to lick it off, while Sascha began to nuzzle my neck. This latest senasation, together with the sight of Sergei's tongue on Sascha's chest, and the thought of our mingled jices, brought my cock to life again and, as my left hand reached up to stroke Sergei's smooth, brown, muscular back, my right hand began rapidly beating my own meat towards yet another eruption.