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Andrij Burjak was a sexting boy who lived in a small village in the countryside around Kiev. He was about five feet tall, had a nimble physique, fair skin and blond hair, which stood out his black eyes over a beautiful slightly hollowed out nose. Andrij was in love with Klara, a sexting girl from his village, who also felt attracted by Andrij's sweet smile and to whom she had already promised herself.
In the spring of 1910, as soon as he turned 18, Andrij decided to go to Odessa to try to board a merchant ship as a hub and earn what he needed to marry. When he arrived at the port he inquired about where he could find work and was directed to the building of a shipping company where he was asked to line up with other boys for the medical examination. They were lined up in a corridor in front of the doctor's room and in the meantime he was asked to undress. Andrij remained in his underwear waiting for his turn.
Maxim was a student officer on deck and, as the youngest member of the officers' corps, had been sent to company headquarters to collect the list of crew members of his ship that would sail the next day. A few years earlier, Maxim had decided to enter the academy to escape pressure from his family, which prompted him to marry the daughter of a wealthy czarist officer. On the other hand, he was not attracted to women. As he crossed the corridor that separated him from the protocol room, he couldn't help but notice that sexting blond man, with a dry physique and serene air, waiting in line for his medical examination. He must have been just a couple of years younger than him, and he was struck by his beauty and his barely defined musculature, which stood out beneath a white, glabrous skin. The office of protocol was asked to wait a few more minutes as they were completing the examinations and updating the crew list. That night he masturbated thinking about that boy in his underwear.
The next day Maxim put on his official student uniform and went to the port, where he had to take care of the crew's boarding. He positioned himself in front of the boarding ladder and began to take roll call. "Burjak Andrij" scanned at some point in a bored tone. "It's me, Lord," replied Andrij, popping out from behind another sailor with a big smile. The happiness for that new adventure shone through from every pore and helped to make it even more beautiful. Maxim hesitated for a moment, staring at his smile. It was him. "Burjak, get on board and report to Officer Zelesky." "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir," replied Andrij glowing as he climbed up the ladder quickly.
Being his first experience at sea, Andrij was used to cleaning the decks and cabins, as well as minor maintenance work. Though he was the last able-bodied crew of about 60 people, he was overjoyed to be on that great ship and to sail that sea he had never seen before.
From the bridge Maxim could not help but notice Andrij, who was sweeping that deck into clothes too big for him, but always smiling. He noticed its movements, its smiles, its vitality, the bare skin of its arms that stretched out with every brush stroke. His presence disturbed him during the day, while the memory of Andrij in his underwear in line for the medical examination stirred his night thoughts.
One day Maxim finally decided to join Andrij on the bridge with the excuse of smoking a cigarette. "Burjak, do you have access?" he turned to him with an air of superiority. The boy, surprised that the officer knew his name, replied "No, sir. I'll see to it at once" and ran away, returning after a few seconds with matches and immediately lighting one "Here Sir". Maxim looked at Andrij's smile and grabbed his wrist, bringing the match to the cigarette. The contact with Andrij's glabrous skin caused him to shudder. How he wanted to explore every inch of it. He offered him a cigarette and they began to exchange a few words. Maxim thus learned of Klara's existence, thinking how lucky she was to be able to welcome Andrij's vitality inside her. "Slut" the sexting officer thought with deep envy.
After that first meeting Maxim began to look for Andrij more often and to give him a lot of attention. At every meeting she gave him cigarettes, food, alcohol. He made sure that Andrij's shifts coincided with his own so that he could spend time together playing cards or drinking. He was close to him when Andrij was suffering from seasickness and one evening - after a very rough day at sea - he even went to check in the cabin of the hubs how he was doing. Andrij enjoyed all that attention and was happy to have someone who cared for him while he was away from home. However, the evening Maxim spent in the hub cabin, the other boys pointed out to him that it was not normal for a student officer to be so interested in the health of a hub and to be careful because there were strange rumours about the sexting officer's taste and they didn't want any fags in the cabin.
One late summer afternoon Maxim noticed Andrij cleaning the deck. The sun was still beating down and the boy had taken off his shirt, remaining bare chest. His skin, damp with sweat, shone in the sun, making him even more beautiful in Maxim's eyes, who couldn't take his eyes off him from the top of the bridge. At the end of his shift, the sexting officer ran up to the bridge where he greeted Andrij. Up close he was even more handsome: "How's Andrij doing?". "Fine, sir, thank you," replied the boy. "The sink in my cabin is leaking water and we can't afford to waste fresh water on the ship. Can you take a look at it?" "Certainly sir," replied Andrij slightly hesitant. After the warning they had given him, he feared he was alone with the officer in his cabin. He tried to take his time. "If it's all right with you, sir, I'll come by as soon as I've finished cleaning the deck." "No, come right away," Maxim answered categorically, causing Andrij to freeze the blood, who tried to look for his shirt with his eyes. "Forget the shirt and follow me," Maxim anticipated, as if he could read his mind. While following the officer, Andrij was extremely worried about the situation. He couldn't believe that such a nice sexting man actually had ulterior motives. Although one of his superiors, on whom there were rumors of homosexuality, had ordered him to follow him half-naked in his cabin, Andrij remained bound to his naive view of the world.
When they arrived at the cabin, the officer let Andrij in, closed the door behind them, and was immediately upon him, crushing him with his body against a wall. The sexting officer's hands began frantically to explore the body of the hub. Although he had foreseen the risk, Andrij was caught off guard. The respect and gratitude he felt for that superior, who had shown him friendship and solidarity, prevented him from reacting physically and pushing the officer away: "Sir, what are you doing... please stop. Sir, please let me go...". His words were unheard by Maxim, who in excitement began to lick his pecs and savor the sweat that had made those muscles so bright in the sunlight. His penis was overwhelmingly erect and rubbing against Andrij's body. It was when he started licking his nipples that something lit up in sexting Andrij. Although he had never been attracted to men, those three months of forced abstinence on the ship - where he could only masturbate thinking about his Klara - had made him much more sensitive to those attentions.
As Maxim's lips descended on his tense abdominals and from there to his pubis, his inability to resist out of respect for his superior turned into acceptance of that forbidden pleasure. Maxim voraciously loosened Andrij's belt to find his member before his lips. At last he could rub his face on those panties on which he had obsessively masturbated in the last few months, while Andrij let go and his sex grew under the cloth. Sensing his resistance fading away, Maxim pulled down Andrij's panties and quickly swooped his mouth over his now perfectly erect penis, beginning to work it with the mastery he had learned during his years at official school, where he had been the only outlet for the adolescent impulses of many of his fellow academics.
When Andrij involuntarily began to whimper and to follow with his pelvis the movements of his mouth, Maxim realized that the sexting hubby was now in the grip of pleasure and pushed him onto his bed, quickly taking off his uniform. He had in front of him Andrij completely naked on the bed, with his cock soaring between a light blond hairs. The sexting hubby's face revealed contrasting feelings: on the one hand the desire to complete what they had started and on the other the embarrassment of the situation, where he found himself naked in front of another man, one of his superiors, who had kneeled at his feet and had degraded his virility for him. Maxim, now completely naked, squatted on his hub and with a thread of voice begged him: "Andrij, possess me. The sexting man was confused. The male body in front of him did not arouse any desire and had not even touched Maxim, while he did his best to make him enjoy it. However, after months of abstinence, the sexting man's hard sex demanded relief and the desire to repay Maxim's gratitude prompted him to nod his head.
Maxim was immediately on top of him and pierced himself with Andrij's sex, beginning to ride him with lust. The loss of control of the sexting officer, whom Andrij had come to know as a kind but measured person, his lascivious and now shameless look as he was impaled by the hub, helped to excite him further. Andrij felt proud to have also made the sexting officer lose his head, who had renounced all dignity of rank and begged him to take him as a woman. After a few minutes of Maxim's ride, Andrij felt the excitement rise and shortly afterwards he poured his seed inside the sexting officer's body, on whose face the signs of satisfaction were evident. Andrij pulled his penis out of the officer's backbone and in a decisive manner freed himself from his grip. Without saying anything the two sexting men quickly put on their clothes.
Once he put on his uniform and formally regained his rank, Maxim felt a deep sense of shame. While Andrij's sperm dripped through his deflowered anus and smeared his uniform pants, he perceived in the cold greeting of the sexting hubby an ill-concealed message of superiority, of pride for having led an officer to humiliate himself in order to have him, of awareness for his charm that had led that sexting man to lose all dignity.
In the spring of 1910, as soon as he turned 18, Andrij decided to go to Odessa to try to board a merchant ship as a hub and earn what he needed to marry. When he arrived at the port he inquired about where he could find work and was directed to the building of a shipping company where he was asked to line up with other boys for the medical examination. They were lined up in a corridor in front of the doctor's room and in the meantime he was asked to undress. Andrij remained in his underwear waiting for his turn.
Maxim was a student officer on deck and, as the youngest member of the officers' corps, had been sent to company headquarters to collect the list of crew members of his ship that would sail the next day. A few years earlier, Maxim had decided to enter the academy to escape pressure from his family, which prompted him to marry the daughter of a wealthy czarist officer. On the other hand, he was not attracted to women. As he crossed the corridor that separated him from the protocol room, he couldn't help but notice that sexting blond man, with a dry physique and serene air, waiting in line for his medical examination. He must have been just a couple of years younger than him, and he was struck by his beauty and his barely defined musculature, which stood out beneath a white, glabrous skin. The office of protocol was asked to wait a few more minutes as they were completing the examinations and updating the crew list. That night he masturbated thinking about that boy in his underwear.
The next day Maxim put on his official student uniform and went to the port, where he had to take care of the crew's boarding. He positioned himself in front of the boarding ladder and began to take roll call. "Burjak Andrij" scanned at some point in a bored tone. "It's me, Lord," replied Andrij, popping out from behind another sailor with a big smile. The happiness for that new adventure shone through from every pore and helped to make it even more beautiful. Maxim hesitated for a moment, staring at his smile. It was him. "Burjak, get on board and report to Officer Zelesky." "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir," replied Andrij glowing as he climbed up the ladder quickly.
Being his first experience at sea, Andrij was used to cleaning the decks and cabins, as well as minor maintenance work. Though he was the last able-bodied crew of about 60 people, he was overjoyed to be on that great ship and to sail that sea he had never seen before.
From the bridge Maxim could not help but notice Andrij, who was sweeping that deck into clothes too big for him, but always smiling. He noticed its movements, its smiles, its vitality, the bare skin of its arms that stretched out with every brush stroke. His presence disturbed him during the day, while the memory of Andrij in his underwear in line for the medical examination stirred his night thoughts.
One day Maxim finally decided to join Andrij on the bridge with the excuse of smoking a cigarette. "Burjak, do you have access?" he turned to him with an air of superiority. The boy, surprised that the officer knew his name, replied "No, sir. I'll see to it at once" and ran away, returning after a few seconds with matches and immediately lighting one "Here Sir". Maxim looked at Andrij's smile and grabbed his wrist, bringing the match to the cigarette. The contact with Andrij's glabrous skin caused him to shudder. How he wanted to explore every inch of it. He offered him a cigarette and they began to exchange a few words. Maxim thus learned of Klara's existence, thinking how lucky she was to be able to welcome Andrij's vitality inside her. "Slut" the sexting officer thought with deep envy.
After that first meeting Maxim began to look for Andrij more often and to give him a lot of attention. At every meeting she gave him cigarettes, food, alcohol. He made sure that Andrij's shifts coincided with his own so that he could spend time together playing cards or drinking. He was close to him when Andrij was suffering from seasickness and one evening - after a very rough day at sea - he even went to check in the cabin of the hubs how he was doing. Andrij enjoyed all that attention and was happy to have someone who cared for him while he was away from home. However, the evening Maxim spent in the hub cabin, the other boys pointed out to him that it was not normal for a student officer to be so interested in the health of a hub and to be careful because there were strange rumours about the sexting officer's taste and they didn't want any fags in the cabin.
One late summer afternoon Maxim noticed Andrij cleaning the deck. The sun was still beating down and the boy had taken off his shirt, remaining bare chest. His skin, damp with sweat, shone in the sun, making him even more beautiful in Maxim's eyes, who couldn't take his eyes off him from the top of the bridge. At the end of his shift, the sexting officer ran up to the bridge where he greeted Andrij. Up close he was even more handsome: "How's Andrij doing?". "Fine, sir, thank you," replied the boy. "The sink in my cabin is leaking water and we can't afford to waste fresh water on the ship. Can you take a look at it?" "Certainly sir," replied Andrij slightly hesitant. After the warning they had given him, he feared he was alone with the officer in his cabin. He tried to take his time. "If it's all right with you, sir, I'll come by as soon as I've finished cleaning the deck." "No, come right away," Maxim answered categorically, causing Andrij to freeze the blood, who tried to look for his shirt with his eyes. "Forget the shirt and follow me," Maxim anticipated, as if he could read his mind. While following the officer, Andrij was extremely worried about the situation. He couldn't believe that such a nice sexting man actually had ulterior motives. Although one of his superiors, on whom there were rumors of homosexuality, had ordered him to follow him half-naked in his cabin, Andrij remained bound to his naive view of the world.
When they arrived at the cabin, the officer let Andrij in, closed the door behind them, and was immediately upon him, crushing him with his body against a wall. The sexting officer's hands began frantically to explore the body of the hub. Although he had foreseen the risk, Andrij was caught off guard. The respect and gratitude he felt for that superior, who had shown him friendship and solidarity, prevented him from reacting physically and pushing the officer away: "Sir, what are you doing... please stop. Sir, please let me go...". His words were unheard by Maxim, who in excitement began to lick his pecs and savor the sweat that had made those muscles so bright in the sunlight. His penis was overwhelmingly erect and rubbing against Andrij's body. It was when he started licking his nipples that something lit up in sexting Andrij. Although he had never been attracted to men, those three months of forced abstinence on the ship - where he could only masturbate thinking about his Klara - had made him much more sensitive to those attentions.
As Maxim's lips descended on his tense abdominals and from there to his pubis, his inability to resist out of respect for his superior turned into acceptance of that forbidden pleasure. Maxim voraciously loosened Andrij's belt to find his member before his lips. At last he could rub his face on those panties on which he had obsessively masturbated in the last few months, while Andrij let go and his sex grew under the cloth. Sensing his resistance fading away, Maxim pulled down Andrij's panties and quickly swooped his mouth over his now perfectly erect penis, beginning to work it with the mastery he had learned during his years at official school, where he had been the only outlet for the adolescent impulses of many of his fellow academics.
When Andrij involuntarily began to whimper and to follow with his pelvis the movements of his mouth, Maxim realized that the sexting hubby was now in the grip of pleasure and pushed him onto his bed, quickly taking off his uniform. He had in front of him Andrij completely naked on the bed, with his cock soaring between a light blond hairs. The sexting hubby's face revealed contrasting feelings: on the one hand the desire to complete what they had started and on the other the embarrassment of the situation, where he found himself naked in front of another man, one of his superiors, who had kneeled at his feet and had degraded his virility for him. Maxim, now completely naked, squatted on his hub and with a thread of voice begged him: "Andrij, possess me. The sexting man was confused. The male body in front of him did not arouse any desire and had not even touched Maxim, while he did his best to make him enjoy it. However, after months of abstinence, the sexting man's hard sex demanded relief and the desire to repay Maxim's gratitude prompted him to nod his head.
Maxim was immediately on top of him and pierced himself with Andrij's sex, beginning to ride him with lust. The loss of control of the sexting officer, whom Andrij had come to know as a kind but measured person, his lascivious and now shameless look as he was impaled by the hub, helped to excite him further. Andrij felt proud to have also made the sexting officer lose his head, who had renounced all dignity of rank and begged him to take him as a woman. After a few minutes of Maxim's ride, Andrij felt the excitement rise and shortly afterwards he poured his seed inside the sexting officer's body, on whose face the signs of satisfaction were evident. Andrij pulled his penis out of the officer's backbone and in a decisive manner freed himself from his grip. Without saying anything the two sexting men quickly put on their clothes.
Once he put on his uniform and formally regained his rank, Maxim felt a deep sense of shame. While Andrij's sperm dripped through his deflowered anus and smeared his uniform pants, he perceived in the cold greeting of the sexting hubby an ill-concealed message of superiority, of pride for having led an officer to humiliate himself in order to have him, of awareness for his charm that had led that sexting man to lose all dignity.
