It was a gym class. Ruslan, having run around the hall, was hot, therefore, leaving the shirt on a bench in the gym, in some sports shorts, he went out into the corridor to drink water. Rising from the gym up the empty stairs to the second floor, the boy met Nina’s classmate, who was bending over a drinking fountain. Tactfully waiting for Nina to get drunk, he unwittingly began to examine her. The girl was in the topic, from under which peeped a strip of bare back. On her slender legs, Nike sneakers looked good in combination with white sports golf, reaching to the knees. From under the short tight panties were visible folds of soft ass. When the boy looked at his classmate's ass, a miracle happened: the seam on his tight-fitting panties began to diverge before his eyes. The teenager’s gaze gradually appeared wide open slit pink crotch girls. Nina drank for a long time, twirling her ass and not suspecting that she had begun to excite Ruslana. Looking around and making sure that the school corridor is empty, Ruslan lowered his sports pants, exposed his young man and sat down behind Nina, aiming at an open hole. The girl continued to drink, even when Ruslan began to make rhythmic movements, from which his panties completely slipped and fell to the floor. Sliding inside the girl was unusually pleasant, languid bliss spread from the head of his penis all over her body. Ruslan woke up to find that his pants were wet again.

“Happy birthday, son”, Ruslana met her mother, who appeared from the kitchen as soon as he left her room into the corridor. He intended to slip unnoticed into the toilet to take a shower and clean up. “Be always a good girl, study well and listen to your mother,” she continued, hugging and kissing the teenager standing in his shorts, who was twelve years old this summer day. Despite the fact that usually Ruslan used to walk in his shorts at home, not hesitating, he now stood in some embarrassment, as his rearing bipka noticeably protruded and now lightly touched the abdomen of the unexpectedly bowed mother. It is unlikely that a mother through the fabric of her robe could feel that the boy’s underwear was wet from the morning discharge of a growing organism. This softened the situation a little. Ruslan was still under the impression of sleep, so the tenderness of his mother seemed to him to be somehow unusual. "Measure when you take a shower," said the mother, who hastened to turn her back on the teenager. “Thank you, mommy” - half-turned smiling in response to mother’s caress and accepting a package with a gift, Ruslan replied. In the package was a set for scuba diving: swimming trunks, a mask with a snorkel and flippers. When the boy peed right under the cool shower, as it would have been difficult to aim at the bipkey sticking into the toilet, the excitement began to decrease gradually. Ruslan was at the top of happiness, therefore, having quickly taken a shower, he hurried to put on a new uniform and appear in the corridor in order to examine himself in the mirror. Everything came in handy. Only it was necessary to get used to swimming trunks: since they, though they covered good groin and a little ass, were thin threads on each side. Ruslan saw some of the boys in the pool in such swimming trunks, which was considered quite bold behavior on their part, as they did not hesitate to appear in front of the girls almost naked. Dense swimming trunks were pleasant on the body, so Ruslan decided not to take them off and walk in them instead of shorts. With this he surprised the mother, who was pleased that her shy son liked the gift so much that he didn’t even put anything on top of the swimming trunks until the very arrival of the guests.

Half day passed in the preparations. After dinner, guests began to gather, mainly relatives and friends of their parents.Ruslan's cousins ​​and Aunt Lucy’s daughter were at the children's camp on vacation, so the adult company after the meal gradually became bored. The feast took place as usual: health toasts, salads, hot, etc., etc.

Towards evening Ruslan was completely bored, so he went to his room to play on the computer. When the guests began to disperse, his mother called him to say goodbye to them. Uncle Andrew - the only sober person from the whole company offered Ruslan a ride on his “Bumer” until he delivered his relatives to their homes. Ruslan gladly agreed, as he always liked to ride his uncle's powerful new BMW. Uncle Andrew was twenty-five years old. He was engaged in his business in the wholesale supply of metal, which allowed him to lead a fairly comfortable life. Ruslan, taking off his ceremonial clothes and wearing his usual denim shorts, T-shirt and cap, went down to the courtyard and sat in the passenger seat next to the driver. When the last passenger, Aunt Lisa, Uncle Andrei, was brought home, he drove down the flat road from the sleeping area and pressed the pedal right up to the floor. The Boomer snarled with a powerful engine, squeezing Ruslan into the leather armchair of the cabin, and carried his passengers along the uncrowded night road back to Ruslan's house. When driving through Volochaevskaya Street, Uncle Andrei slowed down a bit, carefully looking at the curb through a side window from the side where Ruslan was sitting. Soon, Ruslan realized who his uncle was looking for: the car stopped near a pretty young girl in a short skirt and high Bodford. Under the influence of automation, the glass slowly descended. To the right of Ruslan, a stranger's face appeared in the window. Glancing at the boy, the girl turned to the driver with a smile: "Sex is a thousand, mouth is five hundred." Uncle Andrei nodded at the boy: "My nephew has a birthday today." “Understood” - the girl opened the door and extended her hand to nothing to incomprehensible Ruslan. The boy obeyed, getting out of the car and transplanting into the back seat of the Boomer after the stranger. Suddenly, a condom appeared in her hands, familiar to Ruslan, as he and the boys at school were already trying on him in the toilet at recess.

The girl opened the package and put the rubber band on her tongue. At the same time she began to unbutton her pants on the boy's shorts. Ruslan tried to prevent her actions, to which the uncle said: “Ruslan relax. This is my gift. ” The girl took off the boy's shorts, then a T-shirt. The boy stayed in his new swimming trunks. “What cool melting do you have,” said the girl and slowly, under loud heartbeats, the boy pulled them off. After that, bending over to his groin, she began to put a condom on her hardening bipka with her mouth. Soon her movements took on a rhythmic character, and the boy felt the approach of a previously unfamiliar feeling emanating from the head, tightly gripped by the lips of the blonde. When the discharge of powerful energy pierced his body from head to toe, the boy did not restrain a groan of bliss. While the girl was transplanted to his uncle Andrew, who had already lowered his pants and released his young man, Ruslan removed the condom, curiously studying its contents. The boy could not believe that the thick white liquid that filled the condom belonged to him. Only now, sitting in the backseat of a boomer, was he, he realized that in the mornings it was this fluid that was striving at will, and not urine at all, as he had thought before. When the girl finished, Uncle Andrei paid the price, thanked her and took Ruslan home. Dressing up on the road, Ruslan at the top of happiness and gratitude to the uncle for the gift, for the first time in the whole day was extremely talkative. When Ruslan, getting out of the car, shook Uncle Andrew’s outstretched hand, he asked just in case: “Don't tell Mom anything.” Ruslan nodded in conspiratorial approval and, slamming the door of the car, ran into the entrance of the house.