Sid G

Three Orphans

1. Three Orphans Come to America

Misha and Sasha were sitting together in the lounge at the Russian orphanage where the fourteen-year-old thirteen-year-old had grown up since their parents had died when each was three. Or at least that's what the boys had been told though now neither of them was sure if it was the truth.

While the orphanage was technically a state institution the government had contracted out operations to fronts for the Russian Mafia. The mob used the children in their care for various operations.

Misha and Sasha each wore their regular uniforms, a white t-shirt with "State Home for Boys #12" on the back with a pair of blue shorts that went to bottom of thighs while they waited their turn for their latest movie shoots. These weren't Russian versions of Peter Pan but pure and simple pornography. Today, as mostly for them, it was a gay movie featuring them and a third boy, Sevias, twelve.

"You three, come on. We are ready for you," Boris snapped, "You two strip and get on the bed, boy you stay dressed by the door.

Boris had just nodded as he talked but Misha and Sasha were naked and on the bed by the time he said "the door."

"Do a good job and maybe you'll get a bigger piece of fish in your soup tonight. Lousy job and don't bother going to supper. You two start making out, stroking gently. Then my signal you open and close the door and start yelling at how you're going to tell dad before you can turn back they tackle, strip and carry you back to bed. First you struggle but then you start feel good and start a three-way. Igor, get the camera ready."

"Ready Boris, new batteries and plenty of film," Igor said.

Misha and Sasha stretched out on the bed and smiled at each other. They didn't mind making movies. They were gay and lovers and these were the only times they had sex. Between the movies and at least three customers a day every day they weren't in the mood for sex outside of work.

But this was fun work because they enjoyed the sex with each other and other boys. Misha put his hand behind Sasha's head and pulled it close and they began kissing. First gently and then passionately as their hands ran down the others back and around to the front where they took hold of the others cocks. They started stroking gently until they were nice and hard.

The boys could hear, see and even feel Igor moving around to get different angles and close-ups but from desire and training just ignored him.

Suddenly they heard the door slam so they separated and stared at Sevias.

"What the hell you two faggots doing?" Sevias said.

"Sevias, please be quiet. Can explain," Misha said.

"Hell no. Wait till I tell Dad," Sevias said and began to back toward the door.

Before he got close Misha and Sasha were dragging him back. Sasha grabbed Sevias' shirt and began pulling it over his head. Blinded the younger boy struggled but was no match for the two older boys who had him naked and on the bed inside a minute.

"You two are going to get it," Sevias screamed.

He couldn't get another sound out as Misha kissed him hard on the lips and Sasha started working on the squirming boy's nipples. The kiss continued and Misha forced his tongue into Sevias' mouth while Sasha began licking down the youngest boy's faint trail.

By the time Sasha reached Sevias' navel all resistance had stopped and the kissing had progressed into tonsil hockey and Sevias' hands were firmly kneading Misha's ass. Sasha slipped one hand into Sevias' crack while slipping the other over the boy's uncut cock.

"Oh shit, feels so good, never felt so good," Sevias moaned.

"No telling Dad then?" Misha said looking at him.

"Oh no, no way," Sevias said in a rising voice as Sasha's finger entered his hole.

Misha too advantage of the silent scream that followed to insert his cockhead into Sevias' mouth.

"Be careful, keep your teeth out of the way and let me do the work," Misha said.

"Like this," Sasha said and inhaled the boy's cock while continuing to press his finger up his hole.

Sevias gasped and Misha took the opportunity to put the first couple inches of his cock inside the younger boy's mouth. He waited till Sevias adjusted and then began sliding the rest of the way in. He did it slowly not because Sevias was a virgin in any sense of the word but because the character was. Truth was Sevias was one of the most popular boys and usually had at least a half-dozen men a day, seven days a week.

Further down Sasha was enjoying the taste of the only circumcised cock among them and while Sasha preferred Misha's uncut cock he enjoyed the tender taste in his mouth.

Sevias got into the flow and started bobbing his head back and forth over Misha's cock and opened his hole to admit a second finger.

Misha looked over at Boris followed by a quick glance down at Sevias' ass. Boris pointed at him and Misha smiled broadly. Outside of Sasha he enjoyed fucking Sevias the most. Misha slowly withdrew his saliva coated prick out of Sevias' mouth and the boy moaned.

"I got your ass brother," Misha said and moved into position.

"You can suck my cock instead," Sasha said and moved into a sixty-nine.

Sevias quickly swallowed Sasha's hard cock to the hilt.

Misha quickly placed his cockhead at Sevias' hole. It was still open and slick from Sasha's finger fucking.

"Going to fuck you and fuck you hard little brother," Misha said and slid his cock into Sevias.

Sevias opened his mouth and moaned as he felt the hot rod slide up his ass. When he saw Misha was all the way in Sasha reached up and pushed Sevias' head down.

Misha started stroking slowly as his two friends started sucking at the same pace. From previous experiences they knew this was the position they would be in until the cum shots.

If Boris wanted them to move he'd have told them before the shoot started. They wanted to take some time and enjoy it knowing they were going to the coal mine to work after the shoot to put in the rest of their shift in the coal mine.

Boris shifted position and that was their signal to speed up and finish. Misha started fucking harder and faster and the other boys picked the pace up as well.

Sevias pulled his cock out of Sasha's face and started stroking and Sasha followed suit immediately. They were both moaning about how close to cumming they were while Misha remained still buried deep in Sevias' twitching hole.

"I'm cumming," Sasha said and sprayed all over Sevias' face until it was covered.

As soon as he was done Misha pulled out and stroked lightly while Sevias pounded his meat until he returned the favor to Sasha.

Sevias and Sasha collapsed next to each other and kissed while Misha stood over them and began to stroke furiously.

"Get ready," Misha cried, "I'm cumming."

A second later the thickest longest load of them all shot out and landed on both boys' chests.

"Misha, that was the best thing you have ever shown me," Sevias said.

"Stop, you were brilliant. Now move your worthless bodies; take your showers and get to work and stop letting your colleagues do your work for them."

"Thank you Sir," the three boys said and left.

The School Master stared at the man leaning back in the visitor's chair and measured his words carefully. The man was an American and he still thought of Americans as the enemy. But this particular American was very rich and very well connected in the Kremlin and with his own bosses in the Mafia. Additionally he spoke the mother tongue like a native so there was no deceiving him.

"Are you sure these are the three you want Sir?" he finally said.

"Are you going deaf or is there a problem you haven't told me about?" The American spoke softly but clearly in a tone that was used to and expected immediate obedience.

"No problem, no, no problem at all. In fact they should just be finishing up a movie right now. Let me call down and have them come up right away," the School Master said and picked up his phone.

"They're done? Check the wash room," he waited for a moment while he looked for his two-way radio, "gone. Bye."

"Gone?" the American said.

"Finished movie, heading to next assignment," School Master said, keyed a button on his radio, "Tunnel report."

"Yes Comrade School Master," the voice cackled through the radio's speakers.

"Did three boys pass you yet?"

"Yes Sir, they should be reaching the other side any moment Sir."

"I'll call but you go get them now you lazy bastard."

School Master keyed another button, "Foreman pick up now!"

"Yes Comrade School Master, one second please I have three boys here to instruct."

"Are they Misha, Sasha and Sevias?"

"Yes Sir."

"Hold them there. The guard is on his way to get them. Instruct him to bring them to my office and tell them if there are any problems they'll never leave the mines again."

"Mines?" the man said.

"Uh, as part of their vocational training they work a shift in the school's coal mine, only a couple hours a day a couple of times a week. Helps them develop those muscles you like."

"Don't kid me you're no good at it. That's why they stuck you here. It's more like ten hours a day seven days a week unless they're making a movie."

The Russian turned red and stood straighter. "This is very important position taking care of Mother Russia's poor unfortunate orphan boys," he stopped and laughed, "If we use them for purposes that aren't exactly in the book who is to know and who cares."

The American held his tongue. Blowing his cool over that remark would not be helpful. Finally there was a soft knock on the door.

"Yes," the School Master snapped.

"Comrade School Master, I have the three boys you requested."

"Bring them in and then get back to your post."

The door opened and the three still naked boys entered the room and as always went and stood at attention against one wall. As they crossed the room the boys took a quick look at the man and Misha and Sasha recognized him at once. They'd both had him as a client and liked him.

Of course they really weren't concerned with the man they knew as 'Sid' but instead on why they'd been summoned to 'Stalin's Trainers' office.

"Boys, you are to take this gentleman to Room 9 and follow his instructions precisely. Whey you are done and washed up you will return here with him. Now go," School Master said.

Misha gave a tiny shake of his head and prayed Sid noticed and understood.

Sid smiled, "I think we'll take Room," he paused and looked at Misha quickly extend four fingers, "4 instead. I've always liked that one."

The School Master sighed and nodded.

"Go boys, are you made of that coal you'd rather be digging?" School Master snapped.

"Yes Comrade School Master," the three boys chorused

Sid nodded and followed three sets of tight buns out the door. When they were on the stairs he whispered, "I thought all the rooms had cameras and microphones."

"They do, but I know where they are in 4 and can get around them if you choose Sir," Misha said.

"I choose to, at least for a little bit when we first get in," Sid said.

Misha nodded and said he'd go in last and where the others should stand so he could disable the spy equipment. Sid smiled as he watched the three boys and was reassured that he'd chosen wisely. It had been through his influence that the three boys had been kept in good shape and out of the S&M, B&D and snuff films that made the orphanage the most money. Unfortunately the clod was right. Nobody would notice or care if any of the boys in the school just 'disappeared'.

"It is safe," Misha said.

"Thank you, now the three of you sit on the bed and begin stroking yourselves like it's a contest for who cums last," Sid said, "Misha on the left then Sasha and Sevias on the right."

As the boys got settled and hard he admired them. Misha was the oldest and tallest. He had dirty blond hair and hazel eyes that shined with the intelligence the boy had demonstrated twice. Sasha was six months younger and shorter with true brown hair and eyes. From personal experience Sid knew that the boy was more sexually instinctive than his lover. Sevias was a newcomer to him but looked like he could be Misha's younger brother they looked so alike, and it had been Misha who had begged him to extend the offer of protection to the younger boy. What the three boys had in common physically was thin but muscular bodies with out a trace of hair except for patches under their arms and small pubic bushes. Sevias' was so small he sensed they were new and he was proud of them.

"Are you not going to undress Sid?" Sasha said.

"Sasha!" Sevias said obviously shocked.

"I have been with your friends before and given them permission while we are alone and so can you Sevias," Sid said.

"I am sorry Sir," Sevias said.

Sid moved to the youngest boy and kissed him gently on the lips. "You are forgiven my friend and if things go well you all will be more than that."

"I don't understand Sid," Misha said.

Sid took a deep breath and slowly let it out but before he could continue there was a sharp knock on the door.

"Is everything all right?" a stern man's voice asked.

"Yes and go the fuck away now," Sid said in a tone that even surprised him.

"Yes Sir," the voice was a lot more timid now.

"Wow," Sevias said.

Sid smiled and received three blinding smiles in return.

"The reason I'm here is not just to see three hot boys jerk off but to tell you that I have made arrangements to adopt all three of you as my sons and take you home with me today. Is that fine with each of you?"

"What will happen when we get to old for you?" Sasha said overpowering the other boys desire to say yes.

"You will always be my sons and I will never kick you out of my home or treat you any less on that you have my word on my mother's soul."

"No more work in the mines?" Sevias asked.

"No more being sold to other men?" Misha asked.

"You will be normal boys again. I have arranged for teachers so you can speak English as well as I speak Russian and then you will go to school and get a real education."

"Yes," said Sevias.

"Yes," said Sasha.

Misha jumped up and wrapped his arms around Sid's neck and cried his yes. The other two boys were on top of him a second later.

Sevias felt Sid's cock grow beneath them and slowly withdrew it from inside his new father's pants. For the first time in his life he felt that the next step was his and he willingly opened his mouth and swallowed Sid's cock.

Sid bucked and the two older boys slipped away so he could see Sevias at work.

"Back to your contest," Sid gasped, "but now the winner is whoever cums closest to me and that won't be long the way your brother is going."

Misha and Sasha moved back to the bed and kissed as they stroked. Sid leaned back, unbuckled his pants, lifted his hips and slid his pants and boxer briefs down. Sevias stopped long enough to move them down to the floor and went back to work on the six hard inches [15 cm].

Sid reached down and rubbed the youngest boy's head and Sevias responded with a purr and started bobbing his head. Sid moved his gaze from one boy to the next and enjoyed the lovemaking and loving in the room. Felt a hole inside him begin to close, a hole he'd only recently realized was there.

It was a fitting place for the hole to close since it was when Misha had kissed him good-bye on his last trip that it opened to sight.

Sid moaned, he wasn't far from cumming and the two boys on the bed knew it and picked up speed on their own hard dripping cocks. Sevias stroked his own in pace with his bobbing.

"Oh yeah baby, suck my man cock. Your mouth is so fucking hot and I'm going to fill it soon," Sid said.

Without realizing it Sid had returned to English but Sevias understood what he was saying and picked up the pace and felt the prick in his mouth respond. Precum flowed freely from the pulsing rod and he swallowed what he didn't use as lube.

"Yes," Sid screamed first in English and then in Russian as he shot his load down Sevias' throat. It was a huge load but the experienced youngster managed to swallow it all.

Misha and Sasha got off the bed still stroking their quivering pricks and stood over Sevias. Together they stroked and shot their loads all over the boy's back as he continued to work on Sid's cock and stroke his own.

Suddenly he raised his head, screamed and shot his own load all over the floor.

"You guys ready to go home?" Sid asked five minutes later.

"Yes," the three boys said but Sid saw Sevias looking around the room.

"Sevias?"

"I know Misha and Sasha have some memories from before they came here but this is the only home I know."

Misha walked over and knelt by Sevias, "You are coming brother?"

Sevias nodded right away, "I'm coming bro. Would never leave you, you never left me."

"And I wouldn't leave you now. But this isn't home, it's where we live. Sid will give us so much more," Misha said.

Sevias nodded.

"You are really brothers?" Sid asked.

"Yes, Sasha is the only boy who knows and don't know how many staff does. Are you mad at me? Please don't call this off," Misha cried as he fell to his knees.

Sid knelt beside Misha and put his arm around him. "I will not call this off for any reason. When I was watching you before I thought there was a resemblance, now that I know it's true it's even better. Let's get out of here."

Misha looked up and nodded and they all stood and walked out the door. On the way out Sid took out a cell phone and made a quick call.

"Bring the packages in," he said quickly in English and hung up.

The boys heard, didn't understand but were too well trained to ask any questions. When they reached the office door they looked up at Sid who nodded before Misha knocked.

"What is it? How can I get any work done with all these interruptions?" School Master said.

"Open it," Sid said and Misha did.

"Who dares just walk into my office, "oh sorry, I trust everything went well."

"It did," there was a knock on the door, "Come in Mikhail," Sid said.

The head of the orphanage stood up and started to say something when the door opened and a large young Russian man entered carrying a large suitcase, a backpack and obviously carrying a large gun under his loosely hanging jacket.

"Thanks Mikhail. From left to right are Misha, Sasha and Sevias. Boys this is Mikhail who is my driver and bodyguard among other duties. You will get to know each other better shortly. Mikhail, please give Misha the backpack so he can distribute the contents to his brothers."

"Sir, before that there is the other matter," School Master said.

Mikhail handed the backpack to Misha and looked at Sid who merely flicked his wrist. Mikhail gave a tight little smile and with a flick of the wrist threw the suitcase at the School Master who caught it as it crashed into his chest.

"Come on boys, get into those clothes. We've got some traveling to do. As for you remember your Mafia bosses know exactly how much is in that suitcase and will be very unhappy if any is missing."

"Do not worry and I hope the boys give you much pleasure. Good afternoon Sir."

Wordlessly Sid turned around, saw the boys were in their jeans and sneakers and were slipping their sweaters on. As soon as they were done he smiled at them.

"You are as good looking clothed as you are naked. Now let's go home," Sid said.

"Yes Dad," Misha said with a huge smile.

Mikhail turned and Sid motioned the boys to follow. Sid turned and gave a tight smile at the School Master before closing the door behind them.

The boys blinked in the sudden sunlight.

"Sun's just coming out," Mikhail said.

"First time I think I've seen it here," Sid said, "Must be an omen. The sun comes out as my three sons start their new lives."

Mikhail walked over to a black Cadillac Escalade and opened the rear door.

"In you go boys," he said.

The three turned in unison and looked up at Sid who just smiled and motioned. The boys jumped in and started looking at everything.

"I removed the two packages as you requested," Mikhail whispered to Sid as they watched.

Sid smiled, "I am sure his bosses will be most displeased and further angered at his lies."

They exchanged smiles and Sid climbed into the rear with the boys.

"Sit down and put your seatbelts on. Follow my example. You always wear one in a car because it's safer that way. Especially around crazy Russian drivers," Sid said.

Misha, Sasha and Sevias quickly followed instructions and soon Mikhail had them on the road. They all looked out the tinted windows as the car sped through the city and to the local airport. Instead of the regular passenger terminal they drove to the general aviation area and pulled into one of the hangers and up to a Gulfstream 550.

As Sid opened the car door and stepped out the workers stopped what they were doing and came to attention.

"Thank you. Is everything ready for departure?"

"We can roll out as soon as you're settled in and we just have to notify the tower," a uniformed man at the base of the gangplank said.

"Very good, Ishmael this is Misha, Sasha and Sevias, the three boys I've adopted. Boys this is our pilot."

"Pleased to meet you Sir," Misha said.

"My pleasure, now if you follow me up the stairs I'll show you to your seats and we can get going," Ishmael said.

Sid smiled as he watched his boys' heads swivel from side to side and up and down trying to take everything in as they walked up and then inside. Sevias slipped at the top step but Sid caught him before he fell backwards.

He looked up at Sid and turned red.

Sid stood him up and gently kissed him, "Its ok son. Just watch where you're walking."

"It's just so much Sir," Sevias said.

"I know, and there's so much more to come so move that sexy ass."

That earned Sid a big smile before Sevias entered the plane. Sid followed and saw the three boys walking around the main cabin. He walked over to the bar and had a quick shot of vodka while watching his new sons.

The engines turned over and three boys were hugging him.

"Ishmael just started the engine boys. It's time to pick out your chairs, any one but the big one. Once we're all the way up you can move around again," the boys didn't move as the rumbling picked up, "Boys we can't go until I signal them we're ready."

Reluctantly the boys moved and chose the seats nearest their new father.

When he was sure they were strapped in Sid took his own seat and buzzed the cockpit. Within minutes they were heading out to the runway and ten minutes later they were in the air heading for home.

The fasten seatbelt light went off and Mikhail came out from the cockpit.

"Lunch?" he asked.

"Please, I'm starving and I know the boys haven't eaten either."

"Look of it they haven't eaten in a long time."

"Had breakfast today, bowl of soup with piece of fish," Sevias said.

"And that's been your meal breakfast and dinner for as long as you can remember," Sid said, "And breakfast was a long time ago, right?"

Sevias lowered his head, "Yes Sir."

Sid sighed. He knew he had to be careful at times like this.

"I'm not mad at you son and I'm not going to punish you."

"You're not?" Sevias said and Sid saw the surprise on all three faces.

"You didn't do anything wrong son."

"But he talked back to you," Sasha said.

"Sevias, were you talking back to me or trying to give me better information?"

"Don't matter," Sasha said.

"You are getting close to being punished," Sid said.

"More information," Sevias said his voice rising in panic, "I was afraid if you thought we were greedy and wanted to eat when not time you would throw us out door."

Mikhail gasped and it took an effort by Sid not to follow suit. Instead he stood and walked over Sevias who shook more and more with every step Sid took.

Sid knelt before Sevias and took his hands. He took a long look first at Sasha and then Misha before looking Sevias straight in the eye. Sevias started to turn his head but Sid brought his right hand up and gently held it in place.

"Sevias, you are my son as are Misha and Sasha. I did not buy you to be just boy toys but to be my sons and have the life you should. Lives you should have lived from the day you were born. If I have to punish you I will but I will never hurt you for fun and I will never kill you. Never kill any of you. You have my promise of that."

"You mean you're not going to punish us? Going to let us eat more than two bowls of fish soup a day?" Misha said.

"Hell yeah to that," Mikhail said, "Let me get you those meals so you can start eating right."

"Good idea," Sid said and stood.

Twenty minutes later four large platters of sandwiches were empty along with the potato chips and coleslaw that came with them, along with a six pack of soda for each of the boys.

A little while later Sid noticed the boys were nodding.

"Let me show you one more part of the plane that you might enjoy right now," he said and the three boys jumped out of their chairs and followed him to the rear of the plane.

Sid opened a door and stepped aside and let the boys go first. He heard each gasp and then rustling. By the time he went in all three were naked on the bed with their cocks hard and sticking right up.

"The way you looked inside I thought you were ready for nap," Sid said.

"You said not just boy toys which means some times we are boy toys. And your toys want to be played with," Sasha said.

Sid quickly stripped down and crawled up from the bottom of the bed growling like a lion to the head where the boys were sitting gently playing with their cocks and giggling. He reached out and gently swatted the three cocks before going forward some more and kissing each one deeply and passionately.

When he broke the third kiss and leaned backward to decide his next move it was decided for him. All three boys shoved him onto his back and started kissing and touching him all over. His already hard cock grew harder and twitched at the lightest touch.

Looking at Misha and Sasha he immediately realized they were enjoying this more than anything they had done with him before.

Sid reached out and stroked whichever heads and other body parts were nearest him.

At an imperceptible signal Sasha pressed his cock against Sid's lips and Sid greedily swallowed it. Simultaneously Misha stood behind Sasha and began fucking his lover while his younger brother sat on Sid's cock, impaling himself in seconds.

They held position for a moment until Sid wrapped his tongue around Sasha's cock. Sasha began fucking Sid's mouth and the motion took care of Misha's fucking his ass. Sevias started bobbing up and down and taking every opportunity to lick Misha's ass. Misha spread his cheeks and Sevias started licking his rosebud.

Misha loved getting his hole licked and it made him hotter, causing him to take over control from Sasha and started pounding the boy's ass forcing Sasha to fuck Sid's mouth even harder. Naturally this caused Sid to raise his hips faster into Sevias forcing his face deeper into Misha's ass.

When he was deep enough into his older brother's ass he started tongue fucking him with each of Sid's thrusts causing another sudden temperature rise.

"I'm cumming," Misha screamed and shot his load into Sasha's ass for the first time ever. Tears started flowing when he realized this but he kept thrusting deeper and deeper into his love's body.

"In me, you came in me," Sasha screamed and shot his load down Sid's throat.

Sid heard them, understood that without worrying about the money shot they had truly consummated their love. This joy brought him over the edge and he shot his load into the youngest boy.

When he felt Sid's cock finish shooting Sevias stood and slipped his cock inside his brother's moist hole and started stroking furiously all the while feeling Sid's still hard cock bouncing along his own buns. It didn't take long for him to get to the edge and start to pull out.

"Stay in brother, stay in me and give me your love. It is all right, it is all right," Misha said.

Sevias rammed his cock back in and gave Misha his love. He gave him the biggest load of his life to date.

Finally sated the boys collapsed on the bed next to Sid who gave each one a quick kiss on the forehead.

Next thing any of them knew was Mikhail's voice over the intercom.

"We are on final approach to Orlando and will be landing in thirty minutes. You have ten to get dressed and back in your chairs."

"Why can't we have giant seatbelt over bed?" Sevias said as he dug deeper into his pillow.

"Because that is not the way one arrives in their new country. Now move those sexy buns."

Forty minutes later they were in Sid's Lexus SC with the top down driving toward Sid's estate with Mikhail following in the LX with the luggage and cargo.

2. Three Orphans Adjust to America

Sid looked down from the balcony at the three boys sunbathing naked by the pool. The pasty complexions and too thin bodies of three weeks ago were gone. Under his and Mikhail's watchful eyes, and thorough use of sun block, the boys had become well tanned and well fed.

Sid's cell phone rang. The caller ID showed it was his lawyer so he took the call.

"Hi Bob, what's up?" Sid said.

"Not much Daddy."

"It's all official and legal? I'm their guardian?" Sid said.

"No, you're their adoptive father as of twenty minutes ago. I convinced the judge and the social services people that you're social standing, spotless reputation plus your being fluent in Russian and the boys trust in you means more than normal procedure."

"And a promise I'll show my gratitude at their next fundraisers?" Sid said and chuckled.

"Well, you've always been generous to both in the past," Bob said and the two men laughed.

"Take care, see you for lunch soon," Sid said and hung up. He immediately called Bob back.

"What?" Bob said not at all surprised.

"Citizenship."

"Paperwork has already been started."

"You're the best, see you," Sid said and hung up again.

He stared down at his three legally adopted sons and smiled what might have been the biggest smile of his life.

"What's up boss?" Mikhail said from the door.

Sid told him the news and they hugged. The two men had been lovers once, in the years right after Sid rescued the Kiev street rat and brought him to America. The sex had slowly dwindled and then stopped but the love and friendship kept growing. Mikhail was now a vice-president in Sid's company and besides being the boss' main confidant handled dealings with Russia and other former Eastern block countries.

Sid on the other hand was American born and bred. His Russian came naturally though since his grandparents and parents on both sides had immigrated from Mother Russia and made sure he'd spoken their native language from childhood. His parents had started a company that made and distributed napkins, paper cups and similar items for local restaurants and stores. The company grew and when Walt Disney announced the building of Disney World and EPCOT they were ready to be a major supplier for the construction crews, the park itself when it opened along with all the other restaurants and subsequent theme parks that opened in the greater Orlando area.

By the time Sid became president his father bragged if you wiped your face in Orlando it was with a Moskovitz napkin. Under Sid's leadership the company continued to expand. When Euro Disney opened Sid got the contract for that as well to the dismay of French companies. When he bought a Russian factory he'd come in contact with the Russian mafia and come to an accommodation.

This in the long run brought him to his three sons.

"We're due in the office in an hour," Mikhail said, "When you going to tell them the news?"

"Tonight at supper and call my parents up and invite them too. Tell them I promise to tell them my secret," Sid said.

"Sounds like a plan. Remind the boys on what to say and not to say before they arrive," Mikhail said.

"That may be the easy part, telling them to get dressed is getting harder for those three Floridians," Sid said.

Twenty minutes later Sid walked out to the pool and Misha, Sasha and Sevias jumped out of the pool and ran over to him. He held out his hands and stopped them before their wet bodies soaked his suit.

Switching to Russian Sid said, "I'm off to the office boys but I'll be back before dinner. Now my parents are coming to meet you so remember your stories. And yes you have to be properly dressed in shirt, shorts and sandals."

"Stories are easy Dad, true just leaving one part out," Misha said.

"And since your parents we won't even complain about wearing clothes," Sasha said.

"Do they speak Russian as good as you?" Sevias asked.

"They taught me, they were born in Russia and came here with their parents when they were very young. They'll love talking to you in Russian," Sid said.

He bent over and gave each boy a kiss on the head and left for the office.

An hour later Boris, the butler, called the boys inside for lunch. The three rinsed off in the outdoor shower and wrapped their towels around their still slender waists.

"Very good, you remembered to protect your privates this time," Boris said when the boys entered the dining room.

"Why do you call them privates?" Sasha asked as he sat.

"Because that is what that area is called here in America because most of the time you keep them private to yourselves and not show everybody," Boris said as he placed a platter of hamburgers and fries in front of the boys.

"Like for Sid's parents tonight?" Sevias asked.

"Exactly, and in front of any guests Sid has or in front of Natasha. Even if for her it means covering yourself with your hand. There is nothing wrong being naked at the proper time and in proper place but that is not all day every day. Now eat and then go watch television. You've had enough sun for today."

"Yes Boris," the three boys said through mouthfuls of hamburgers.

"And don't talk with your mouths full," Boris said and left.

"Why not in front of Natasha?" Sevias asked.

"Because she's Boris' girlfriend and he doesn't want her comparing," Misha said.

"Makes sense," Sevias said.

"Wish knew what they were saying, somebody's laughing at something," Misha said as they watched TV later on.

"Yeah, but they'll tell us to learn English," Sasha said.

"Shouldn't we? Dad knows both so why not us?" Sevias said.

"Brother, he grew up with both and none of us have had one day of school. I can't even write or read Russian. How we going to school with kids our age who've been learning their whole lives," Misha said bitterly.

"Dad'll find way," Sasha said and kissed his boyfriend. Gently at first, then deeply. Sevias watched and none of them noticed that Boris had been in the doorway the whole time.

The kissing got hotter as Misha and Sasha forgot about the television and let their fingertips trace along their love's bodies. Hands they enjoyed seeing lose the hard coarseness gained in the orphanage's coal mine. Their fingers found cock and began to stroke it.

Sevias lay back in his chair. While his right hand played with his nipples his left rubbed his cock and balls while he listened to his brother and friend make love. Even though he was the youngest of the three boys he could tell that what the two did now was different than when they made movies together or performed for men. Those had been enjoyable because it let them, and him as well, have sex. But this was more natural, less structured and timed. But more importantly Sevias saw and heard the love, the true love between the two boys.

On the floor Misha was on his back and Sasha was above him in a 69. The middle boy in age went slowly up and down, controlling the action at both ends.

Misha's fears of minutes earlier were forgotten for the moment as the dual action filled him with joy.

Sasha stopped and rose, "Make love to me."

Misha held his rigid teen cock up while his lover slowly squatted down. Both boys jumped at the spark lust ignited when rosebud met cockhead. They giggled, blew each other a kiss and this time when Sasha's hole met Misha's cock it slipped right in. Misha bucked up as Sasha slowly took him in.

He looked for his younger brother and got concerned when he couldn't see him but then he heard the panting coming from the chair and smiled at his brother's pleasure.

Sevias was indeed in the throes of self-lust. His legs were over his head and his pulsing cock was leaking precum directly into his mouth.

When ass met pubes Misha and Sasha kissed deeply and Misha started slow shallow thrusting in and out of Sasha's love canal while Sasha's cock was rubbed between the two six-packs.

When he heard Sevias' panting get heavier Misha sped up and began long stroking while maintaining the deep kiss.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, going to cum, fill my mouth with my cum, oh yeah, oh hell," Sevias screamed the last and fired his load in a perfect arc into his waiting mouth. Only the last couple of drops missed and those he scooped up with his finger and ate.

Misha took hold of Sasha's leg and rolled him onto his back without pulling all the way out. As soon as they were in position he began pounding hard and fast. Both boys shouted lustful words of encouragement and love. Sasha' was now stroking his own cock, matching the pace of Misha's thrusts.

Without warning Misha buried himself deep inside Sasha and fired his load. He fired deep and across Sasha's prostate sending Sasha over the edge and he blew his load over both their chests.

They kept going until both were drained and then collapsed against each other.

When he caught his breath Sevias said, "I'm going up to clean up and nap."

"Sounds like a good idea," Sasha said, "We'll be up as soon as we recover."

"That may be a while," Misha said and they all laughed.

Sevias went to his room and tried to sleep. The fact that he was more bored than tired didn't help. Especially when combined with thoughts racing through his head that wouldn't slow down.

The twelve-year-old finally got out of bed, slipped on a pair of shorts and stared out his window. His room overlooked the front of the estate and out to the road beyond. Down the block he saw other children playing and wondered if he'd ever meet them, play regular children games with them. He knew the only way to do it was to learn English but Misha's comments scared him. He couldn't read or write Russian either and the only skills he'd been taught involved sex and coal mining.

"Tonight I'll go to Sid's bed and after sex I'll ask him if he's willing for me to learn English and other things," Sevias said.

Sevias felt better and continued watching the other children. At one point he saw a boy about his age take his shirt off and Sevias found himself harden and wondered. He leaned closer to the closed window and thought he saw the boy looking up at him. He waved and the boy waved back before turning and waving to the other children he was playing with. Three more boys appeared and they stared up at him. Sevias waved again and watched in a mixture of fear and excitement as they came closer to the gates surrounding his house.

Before they got there though a woman came out to the sidewalk from the house where the four boys had been playing and Sevias saw her saying something and then the boys shook their heads and turned back. When they reached the woman the boys pointed at him and Sevias waved again. The woman waved and shook her head and pointed back at her house and the boys went in.

Sevias wondered why she wouldn't let the boys come to him. Did she know about his past? If that was the case he'd never make friends. He lay on his bed and felt tears start but forced them back and decided it was another thing to talk to Sid about after sex. Finally he fell asleep.

"So what's the big surprise?" Rachael Moskovitz said as she kissed her son.

"Must be important if it keeps you out of the office so much," Erik Moskovitz said prying his wife off his oldest son.

"It is, they are I guess is better. Picked them up on my last trip to Russia."

"My son the polygamist," Erik said and chuckled.

"Not quite, Mikhail can you bring them in please," Sid said.

"It'll be fine darling, no reason to be nervous," his mother said and squeezed his hand.

Sid smiled and bent down and kissed her cheek as Mikhail opened the door. He motioned Sid over.

Sid followed Mikhail into the room and held his hands out. The three well dressed boys ran over.

"Scared, what happens if they don't like us or approve?" Misha said.

"If they don't then they'll learn to because we're family and you're not going anywhere. I brought you here because I care about all of you."

"Even me?" Sevias blurted out and turned away.

"Even you little one. I'm so happy Misha insisted I meet you and bring you along. Now your grandparents are waiting and wondering why the big surprise won't come out so are we ready?"

Misha and Sasha took hold of one hand and Sevias the other and then they all nodded.

"I'll get the door Sid," Mikhail said and opened the connecting door.

The boys moved behind him but kept up with his slow steps. Sid was glad to see his parents sitting on the couch furthest away from the door. As soon as they were through the door Sid pulled his arms out and three nervous boys came out.

"Mom, Dad I'd like you to meet my three adopted sons. The tall one here is Misha who is fourteen; the one hiding between him and me is Sasha thirteen and on the other hand is the youngest of my three sons and Misha's biological brother Sevias who's twelve. Sons these are my parents, your grandparents, Grandpa Erik and Grandma Rachael. You ready to go over and meet them?"

"Yes," Sevias and Sasha said.

"Wait," Misha said, "Did you just say what I think you said? That you adopted us? We're really really your sons now?"

Sid knelt and looked at each boy in turn with an even bigger smile than that morning. "From the moment we left the orphanage you were my sons. This morning you became legally my sons and on you're way to becoming American citizens."

Microseconds later Sid was on his back being hugged and kissed by the three boys. Hugs and kisses he gladly returned.

Eventually one boy at a time was lifted off him and he thought it was Mikhail. When he looked around he saw his parents sitting on one side of him hugging the boys. Sevias was crying and Sid picked him up and leaned him against his chest and stroked his hair as he gently hugged him.

"I never had parents or grandparents. Like I was born in orphanage."

"I was three and Sevias was almost one when we were put in the orphanage. Couple months later they told me they were dead and I stopped trying to remember. I've told my brother little I remember but it's not much. Life was hard but tried for Sevias' sake and then Sasha arrived and when we became friends he helped me look after Sevias."

"Now we feel like real boys again, real boys with families," Sasha said from Grandpa Erik's lap.

"Yes," Misha said.

"That's right, just what I feel," Sevias said.

"Welcome to the family boys," Grandpa Erik said and was immediately swarmed.

"Have you told your brother and sister yet?" Rachael whispered to her son.

"Before you? I wanted to live you know," Sid said and hugged his mother.

They moved into the dining room and over dinner the boys told their new grandparents about their lives in the orphanage. Everything but the sex that is. Despite all his other doubts and fears Misha sensed it wouldn't make a difference to them but there was no reason for them to know.

Erik sensed Sid and his boys were holding something back and had an idea what it was. Though he'd moved to America at five he knew many Russians liked sex with young boys and that they were popular on kiddy porn sites. As a leader of the Russian Expatriates Club of Florida he'd arranged for speakers who reported about the horrible conditions of the orphanages and what children were made to do.

"What about schooling?" Rachael said switching to English.

"I want to learn English and other things," Sevias said in Russian.

Everybody looked at him in surprise.

"You know English son?" Sid asked.

"No, just know when you talk like that it must be English and I know that I need to learn. Saw some boys playing up the street earlier and we waved at each other but can't play with them until I can talk with them," Sevias said rapidly.

"We want to learn too," Sasha said before Misha had a chance to say anything.

"Want to learn to read and write Russian also. Do both like you Dad," Misha said.

They saw tears on Sid's face and got nervous.

"If you don't want us to learn that's all right Dad," Misha said.

"Oh I do, was just waiting for you to be ready. I've found a couple who will help you with your Russian, English and other subjects. They even have a couple sons your age who you'll meet who can help you learn to be American boys," Sid said.

"You didn't tell us about other boys," Misha asked Sevias.

Sevias told everybody what he'd seen earlier and Sid promised that once they learned a little English he'd try and arrange for them to meet the boys.

When he went to bed Sid found Sevias asleep in his bed. He smiled at the little angel lying naked on top of the sheets. The boy's limp three inch [7½ cm] cock caused his own to harden. After taking care of his night time ablutions he slipped next to his son and started to reach for the blanket.

Before he could Sevias reached over and took hold of Sid's flaccid rod and began stroking it. Sid stroked the boy's fine hair and sighed.

"Thanks Dad; tonight meant a lot to me. Was even going to talk to you about school and those boys tonight," Sevias said then ran his tongue over Sid's cockhead.

As Sevias slowly swallowed his cock Sid, for the first time, wondered about whether or not it was right to have sex with his sons, especially now that they were his legally adopted sons.

Sevias' lips on his pubic hairs and his tongue licking his balls drove the thought out of his head, at least for the present.

"Oh yes baby boy, suck my cock with that hot mouth of yours."

Sevias entertained no doubts about this being right or wrong. To him man-boy sex was normal and natural and to be able to have sex with somebody he loved and knew truly loved him was the most wonderful thing in the world.

When he had Sid nice and hard he pulled off, rolled onto his back, lifted his legs and opened his well used hole for Sid to fill.

Sid slowly filled it and when trimmed bush hit smooth ass he leaned down and kissed Sevias on the lips. Sevias' tongue swept across Sid's lips and instantly they're tongues were dancing as Sid began to slowly fuck his youngest. As many times as Sevias had been fingered and fucked by cocks and other objects of all sizes his hole still tightened around the loving member inside.

As they kissed and made love Sid felt Sevias' hard five inches [13 cm] rubbing between them and took it in his hand and began stroking it in time with his fucking.

The only sounds were those of lust and love. Sid picked up the pace of his long stroking. Sevias felt the cock run across his prostate and deeper and deeper inside.

"I'm, I'm cumming," Sevias yelled and shot his load across their chests.

Sid reacted to the shout and tightening rectum by thrusting deeply into Sevias and releasing his load deep into the boy. Sid kept stroking both cocks till he was sure there was not a drop of cum left in either.

The happy boy maneuvered himself to his father's front and with his father's cock still deep inside of him fell asleep. Sid watched him for the few minute before sleep took him as well.

Three months later

"Dad do you know it is my birthday in two weeks," Misha slowly said in English as they ate breakfast together.

"Yes son, I know you will be fifteen on June 17th. Would you like a birthday party?" Sid said.

"What is that?" Sevias said also in English.

"Remember when we went over to Uncle Petrov's house when your cousin Steven turned fourteen and there was cake and ice cream and games to play?"

"And we sang Happy Birthday," Sasha said in English.

"Yes I would like a birthday party. Can we invite our teachers and their sons too?" Misha said.

"That's a very good idea," Sid said, "Since your birthday is on Saturday we can have the party then without having to worry about work or school."

Sasha got up from his chair and whispered in Sid's ear in Russian.

"Will Sevias and I have chance to buy him presents like Steven got?"

Sid nodded and kissed his middle son's forehead. Sasha beamed and returned to his chair.

Boris entered the room and all attention turned to him.

"It is time for all of you to get ready. You've got to get to the office and you boys have school in thirty minutes. So move it."

"Yes Sir," the boys said and quickly cleaned their plates.

Sid waited at the table and watched the three boxer briefs clad butts ran up the stairs. He then rose and followed them up.

On his way out he met Mr. & Mrs. Scolchin and their sons Vladimir and Ilya.

"Hello, the boys are getting dressed," Sid said, "But as long as I have you alone its Misha's fifteenth birthday on June 17 and they boys and I would like you to come to the party. If you can make it I'll let you know the details."

"Can we Mom, it'll be so cool," Ilya said in that pleading voice only a young tween can come up with.

"Depending on your baseball schedules of course we'll come," Mrs. Scolchin said.

"If you have to come late that's quite all right," Sid said.

"Then we'll see you then. And your sons are learning quickly," Mr. Scolchin said.

"They have such great teachers and friends. Sorry to run but I've got a meeting," Sid said and left.

After the meeting he was in his father's office going over business matters and then the party came up. His father pulled out his Blackberry and checked the date and made a note.

"One thing about that weekend though, do you remember my cousin Nikolai from New Jersey?"

"Sheriff up there, we've done some things for his campaigns," Sid said after a moment.

"Right, well his son, his boyfriend, their foster and adopted sons and their boyfriends are coming down for a week and I think it be nice to invite them too."

"Great idea. How old are the boys?"

"Older pair are eighteen; this is a high school graduation trip. Enrolling at NYU in the fall. The younger boys are about your sons' age, not sure which one. Important thing is that they're all gay and happy together which I think your boys need to see," Erik said eyeing his son.

Sid turned red and started laughing.

"Can't get anything past you Dad. When you figure it out?"

"Day we met them, starting with the way Misha and Sasha held on to each other. Plus we've had speakers at the Expats talking about what goes on in those orphanages."

"And they were used like that, but let them tell you if they ever want to," Sid said.

"They're ashamed of what they were forced to do?" his father said.

"No, didn't like lot of it but afraid that people won't like them if they know they were whores and made kiddy porn even if they were forced to and I can't say I blame them."

"Guess we need to find a boyfriend for Sevias," Grandpa Erik said and father and son laughed.

Over the next two weeks the boys and their teachers worked extra hard on their English so they'd be more comfortable talking at the party. Misha got the prize for the first one to go a full day speaking only English. OK, they didn't count the love making talk.

The boys were excited about meeting their cousins from New Jersey, especially when they found out they were all gay and that one was adopted and another a foster son. What they didn't know was that Sid had talked to the women Sevias had seen with the boys and invited her and her husband and two sons. Through her he'd also invited the other two boys Sevias had seen.

The night before the party Sid walked into his bedroom to find all three boys waiting for him. Their eyes never left him as he stripped down, went into his bathroom and finally into bed.

"You three look so beautiful tonight," Sid said and the boys giggled.

"We decided this was the perfect place to start celebrating my birthday," Misha said and kissed his father's cheek.

Sid moved Misha's lips to his own and the kiss quickly moved from father and son to deep passion.

Sasha and Sevias moved. Sasha took his boyfriend's cock in his mouth and began to slowly suck on it. Sevias moved down and after sucking on his Dad's nuts licked his way up his cockhead and quickly went down on it.

"Oh yeah feels so good," Sid moaned.

"I love your lips on me boyfriend," Misha moaned.

Eight hands roamed over four bodies. Sometimes the one they were connected to.

Sasha reached over and took hold of Sevias' cock and the youngest on the bed returned the pleasure.

At midnight the alarm clock sounded and they quickly separated. Sid looked at them quizzically after he shut it off. Then he saw Misha laying flat on the bed with his legs up in the air. Sevias and Sasha were on each side of him sucking on Misha's nipples.

Sid's cock hardened again as he watched this hot scene while moving into position.

"Fuck me Dad, fuck your fifteen year old son," Misha said in English.

"No my son, I'm going to make love to my fifteen year old son," Sid said as he began to slowly push into Misha.

Misha easily let his father in and loved the feelings the large penis gave him. He flashed back to the first time he'd met Sid at the orphanage. The difference between him and all the Russian men, even the other foreigners who'd had sex with him. How they had sex. How the man had talked with the whore. Several times later he'd felt something he'd never felt before. That maybe here was a man who might adopt him, his brother and lover and give them a better life.

Sid looked into his son's eyes as he slowly long stroked him and saw him return from someplace.

"Where were you?" he asked as paused.

"Don't matter Dad, I'm here now," Misha said.

Sasha went down on Misha and Sevias moved to the other side and slowly inhaled Sasha's.

As he picked up speed Sid wished there was a way to remove all the movies and pictures involving his three sons from circulation but knew that it was impossible. That somebody twenty years from now would see one for the first time and jerk off wondering how he could meet these kids.

Misha knew when Sid returned from someplace similar if not the same place he'd been and leaned forward. Sid met him half way and their lips locked again.

"I love you as my father and lover," Misha said when the kiss broke.

"I love you as my son and lover and in that order," Sid said and started pounding Misha's ass.

Misha broke into a huge smile and thrust his hips up so Sid was going deeper into his ass and his cock was going deeper into Sasha's mouth.

At the exact time of Misha's birth fifteen years earlier thousands of miles to the northeast Sid buried his cock as deep into his oldest adopted son and filled him with his love.

This brought Misha over the edge filling his boyfriend's mouth with his love.

Sasha savored the nectar as he continued to fuck Sevias' face. When he finished swallowing it all he filled Sevias' mouth.

When Misha was finished shooting he saw his younger brother gently stroking his own cock. Without pulling off Sid or out of Sasha he engulfed Sevias' rod and quickly brought him to orgasm.

Sated the four cuddled together and fell asleep in each others arms.

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