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A jerk – and the dim light of a lantern outside the window flashed before his eyes the outline of his thighs, and then I felt something impatient and hot pressing against my lips.
Then he got up, turned, and with his hand directed my gun at the target.
Oh, how delightful it was to enter into this world of bliss and trembling.

My hands greedily embraced the body, with which I already felt that I was one.
The boy was moaning, but the sound that echoed from me probably drowned out his moans.
A hand that slid down his belly, tangling pulsating moisture.
Yuri lay down next to me, pulled me to him, kissed me deeply and with heat, and then with all his weight fell on my back.
I felt persistent tremors, pain, all tensed up, gradually relaxed and.
it seemed to me like a state of weightlessness.
After a while he was already frantically biting my shoulder, but I did not feel pain.
Only bliss.
When I got out of the shower, he wrapped a neck towel around my neck.
It was so good.
And there was a happy feeling that now I am not the only one, and not one.
That I have a friend with whom I will not part.
Yuri went to the yard to smoke.
And I looked at the black branch with black plums on the pale yellow background of the lantern and listened to the whisper of dry leaves being torn down by the autumn wind.
I guess I was happy in those moments.
But with the alarming rustling of the leaves, the fear of loss was already creeping up.
Is it inevitable? And I squeezed the pillow with force.
And subconsciously, I choked this drilling.
And then it hit me: the boy was called Yura! But I never met him again.

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He came back, creaking his boots, struck a match and, bringing a trembling light close to my face, said thoughtfully: – I wonder with what eyes you will look at me tomorrow ?.
The fingers, burned by the dying twinkle, dropped the dead match, and I felt the bitter taste of tobacco on his tender lips.
And then he curled up and childishly buried his face under my arm.
And hugging the shoulders of this big child, I realized: he asked me to take in our hands a fragile, like a lantern swinging in the wind, our future.
There were two boys.
I didn’t even immediately understand who votes on the side of the road between Stavropol and Krasnodar.
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was about one in the morning, and, to admit, I was a little surprised when the lights snatched two small figures on the right.
Having flown about thirty meters, I hit the brakes and began to take it back, lowering the glass.
“Where did you come from here?” The boy, who looked a bit older, opened the door a little and said: “Uncle, we are going to my grandmother, Misha is my name, and this is Kolya.
Kohl stood beside him, frowning and putting his cap over his eyes.
– To the grandmother, speak? Where does grandma live? – In Krasnodar.
– Ok, sit down.
The guys sat back, I handed them cakes and a thermos with hot coffee, prepared for the journey.
I was traveling to Novorossiysk, and therefore I have prepared myself food and drink.
– And so, guys, so late? It seems that for hitchhikers you are still too small.
The boys really were a few years old.
Misha looked 11 years old, Kohl – 9 years old.
They were silent.
I began to realize that the “grandmother” is a stupid fairy tale, but did not show it.
We did not go fast, talked about different topics.
I wondered where these guys came from, and I realized that, most likely, they were fugitives from some orphanage.
What I had in mind was not particularly original.
But imagination has already stirred the blood, and the member was in his pants, like a stick.
The desire to fuck these little boys occupied all my thoughts, and my pants felt noticeably wet.
Before reaching the Krasnodar post about a kilometer, I abruptly turned to the curb, stopped and turned off the engine.
Locking the door, I turned to the boys, who did not even understand what had happened.
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